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August 2009 
In the end, the shadow is but a passing thing..
Posted on Apr 2nd, 2009
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TimeToShine
TimeToShine
"IN THE END, THE SHADOW IS BUT A PASSING THING..."
Concerning the tumors in utero that “100 out of 100 surgeons would say you need removed immediately along with your womb” (when a pickpocket meets a saint he sees only his pockets) ….
Yes my womb is still whole and still with me. My womb/hara is now a wide open space which I have experienced (cycling along on my bike one early morning) filled with sunshine.
The “medieval city under siege” that Caron saw I had been living, has been liberated, and the inhabitants therein are free to venture hither and yon, without fear for life and limb, over hill and dale, cross wild flower green meadows and ripe fruit orchards,. Can’t you just feel the sunshine and hear the birdsong... Know that it’s real.
That this much life was gone and has been restored.
As always
Love,
Corrina
*~*~*~*
CONCERNING THE STONES
Penny Kelly (Elves of Lily Hill Farm) wrote:
"I was riveted by the photo of the stones. Those stones are ALIVE!! What a fabulous circle of intelligence they make."
Which drew from Corrina:
Dear Penny,
this stone circle was 'built' by my blood sister Maggi Moon and me after Wounded Knee Lakota sent me home to Scotland with Spirit food for my family. Upon my arrival to my family I discovered the prayer food had spoiled en route and I wanted still to bring it in the spirit it had been given.
Since Maggi had very newly come from some majorly ancient standing stone circles, it was she who suggested WE could do something of that nature to honor the Lakota gift to our lineage so, in the early morning, she and I dragged up from the shore to mum's wee bit o' land behind the cottage, the biggest stones we could physically woah-man-handle(!) and began this Good Work.
And Maggi directed us from her energy memory, to take special care to create the Eastern door, which we did...
Penny, I know you of all people will understand that the energy with which this was accomplished was akin to kids playing; mirth, pitting our strength of course, giving it everything we've got.... And suddenly, it became very real, majestic and pulsing powerful.
My mother, my little brother and all my sisters circled round it. Then my oldest sister (who has not always understood my life choices) struck up with an old hymn: "Now thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things has done, in Whom this world rejoices; Who from our mothers’ arms/womb has blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, and still is ours today..."
As the old ones would say, the Spirit filled us then and we were as One, and my mother said "Thank you Corrina for completing the circle and bringing the blessing home.."
Penny, the magnitude of this moment, this stone circle, the Lakota/Scottish connection, is with me still as I speak it, so of course it fills me with Joy that you can feel it.
Love, Corrina
PS In the end, the shadow is but a passing thing (Tolkien was right)
Concerning the tumors in utero that “100 out of 100 surgeons would say you need removed immediately along with your womb” (when a pickpocket meets a saint he sees only his pockets) ….
Yes my womb is still whole and still with me. My womb/hara is now a wide open space which I have experienced (cycling along on my bike one early morning) filled with sunshine.
The “medieval city under siege” that Caron saw I had been living, has been liberated, and the inhabitants therein are free to venture hither and yon, without fear for life and limb, over hill and dale, cross wild flower green meadows and ripe fruit orchards,. Can’t you just feel the sunshine and hear the birdsong... Know that it’s real.
That this much life was gone and has been restored.
As always
Love,
Corrina
*~*~*~*
CONCERNING THE STONES
Elves of Lily Hill Farm
Penny Kelly (Elves of Lily Hill Farm) wrote:
"I was riveted by the photo of the stones. Those stones are ALIVE!! What a fabulous circle of intelligence they make."
Which drew from Corrina:
Dear Penny,
this stone circle was 'built' by my blood sister Maggi Moon and me after Wounded Knee Lakota sent me home to Scotland with Spirit food for my family. Upon my arrival to my family I discovered the prayer food had spoiled en route and I wanted still to bring it in the spirit it had been given.
Since Maggi had very newly come from some majorly ancient standing stone circles, it was she who suggested WE could do something of that nature to honor the Lakota gift to our lineage so, in the early morning, she and I dragged up from the shore to mum's wee bit o' land behind the cottage, the biggest stones we could physically woah-man-handle(!) and began this Good Work.
And Maggi directed us from her energy memory, to take special care to create the Eastern door, which we did...
Penny, I know you of all people will understand that the energy with which this was accomplished was akin to kids playing; mirth, pitting our strength of course, giving it everything we've got.... And suddenly, it became very real, majestic and pulsing powerful.
My mother, my little brother and all my sisters circled round it. Then my oldest sister (who has not always understood my life choices) struck up with an old hymn: "Now thank we all our God, with heart and hands and voices, Who wondrous things has done, in Whom this world rejoices; Who from our mothers’ arms/womb has blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, and still is ours today..."
As the old ones would say, the Spirit filled us then and we were as One, and my mother said "Thank you Corrina for completing the circle and bringing the blessing home.."
Penny, the magnitude of this moment, this stone circle, the Lakota/Scottish connection, is with me still as I speak it, so of course it fills me with Joy that you can feel it.
Love, Corrina
PS In the end, the shadow is but a passing thing (Tolkien was right)
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Dear Corrina,
I'm thrilled to know you're clear of that shadow and I'm grateful for your willingness to hold it and release it as it was much more than your little body and your little womb.
A story: I've made friends with Bridget Reynolds who came to the U.S. from England to marry an American some 30 years ago. In the past decade she was diagnosed with a cancer that had been missed for several years of illness and gone so far that they recommended no treatment and that she would live 6 more months.
She came to OR to die. Some months later, one morning she awoke with the complete and undeniable knowledge that she was cancer free. And she lives on. She was educated and had a very successful career in finance/economics and marketing, and has recently become an artist.
The shadow is but a passing thing…
Love from Savanah
Corinna and Savanah…..this is a most beautiful post…the light of truth shines in it brightly
I rather accidentally realized in my childhood, the profundity of our own hearts to manifest the reality we live. After I comprehended it was ME creating every tumer, evey cancer, every bronchitis of my own, small childs body, because my parents would then get ALONG WITH EACH OTHER (over their combined LOVE for me)…and, after they DIVORCED ANYWAY, I realized…it didnt work to make myself sick to try to bring others together…so, I began to KEEP MYSELF WELL so I could learn to love better, since I finally figured out, this is what I was useing to heal myself, each time my “plan” failed to greet its result. Once I comprehended (self) love was keeping not only my own self and body happy, I began to realize this energy is the ONLY energy that, when used with pure intent, and absoute joy…heals everything it comes into contact with, over time…(time, being ephemeral, and illusory, makes our healing journeys length, completely up to each one!!!!) wow wow wow I am so awed by my Corrina, and dance to know my life is iinterwoven with such miraculous beauty!
Thank You each one for speaking your heartwords; for hovering and for making yourself known as you are Known, full of presence, full of life, entranced and entrancing!
corrina, no matter what my mood, you have something so deep to share, you shake me to my soul, and i can only take a long in-breath and breathe out so slowly, and let the heart of me hear your heart. all love, bhasa bear
Aaaaah
bhasa bear
xo