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"She seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if she had surprised a butterfly in the Winter woods"
(edith wharton)


Thursday, 10 July 2008

crazy profound thoughts and a little serendipity...

why is it that early in the morning, when you are in a sleep induced stupor, that you have the most amazing thoughts going through your mind... you have insights that seem so unbelievably profound that you think you have found the meaning of life and you think to yourself, I must get that down.. but your sleep deprived self, turns over, promising to put it into words in the morning... and of course you cannot remember those thoughts when you come back to the real world in the morning at a civilized hour... happens to me all the time and happened this morning... I had thoughts of why I was here. I mean, I actually knew why I had been born in Australia instead of in Cornwall.... but I cannot remember why now.

I remember thinking that Australia is part of Mother Earth, that Australia is just as mystical and magickal as England... just in a different way. A wilder, more untamed way... and by not loving where I am living, I am not really loving all of Mother Earth..... I remember someone (was it myself, the angels or the ancestors??) telling me that there is magick all around me.. in the animals, the bush and the plants.... especially in the wild australian plants....of course, I didn't believe that..well I did when I first heard the voices but not when I woke up at the civilized time this morning..... magick in australian plants, I thought.. I don't think so.

anyhow... like I said.. I rolled over and went back to sleep and when I woke up, in my inbox was an email with this information:


Eucalyptus: Burnt in the home to protect the health from viruses, disease and plagues. The leaves are used to stuff healing poppets and are carried to maintain good health. To relieve colds, ring green candles with the leaves and pods and burn them to the socket, visualizing the person (or yourself) as being completely healthy. Also hang a small branch or twig of eucalyptus over the sick bed. String the immature (green) pods on green thread and wear to help heal sore throats. Placed beneath the pillow, the pods guard against colds. The leaves are also carried for protection. (source unknown)

and so begins my BoS/soul journey information on australian plants and their magick! You see, Eucalyptus is indigenous to Australia... I know they grow elsewhere in the world..but they are actually an australian native...

(ps - I am healing ..lots of tlc to ME over the past week has turned me from a demented wailing person to one who seems to be back on track...)

12 comments:

Caitlin said...

Being from Scotland I struggle with this so often, it just doesn't feel as magical here to me. Of course I know it is a very sacred and magical place, and you're right, maybe the answer is to embrace that magic and learn about it.

This morning as I indulged in a bit of self-criticism I 'stumbled' upon the information that Pink Swamp Boronia essence helps to love and nurture oneself? Coincidence? I don't think so.

Pam said...

Robyn I too have the most profound spiritual dreams and am intensely grateful for them.If I am lucky enough to remember them I note Hindu temples, Buddhist monks, and celtic, middle east, Welsh and London "rememberings. I tell few people in case they think that "my imagination won't leave me alone". Also do you feel as I do, that the telling is some way diminishes these dreams?How can I talk about dolphins in the most azure of blue seas, a colour and vibration of which is indescribable, healing with intense rays as I am suspended in the air above them, without people saying "Oh yeah, the dolphin thing and give you a kitch plaster ornament "because you like stuff like that". My slant on this very interesting post of yours, is that only now as a society here, are some ready to acknowledge and accept the reality of indigenous spirituality in a dreaming form.Isn't it amazing that it is starting to cross over to people like us,because it was never our ancestral heritage to start with, and to dream such things almost seems presumptuous.I may sound disparaging, and I'm sure it does come out that way,when I say that many in our Australian society would rather buy an American Indian statue or dream catcher at the local psychic fair, where there is very little indigenous representation.Our country has so much to offer, and are we not intensely priveleged to have dreamings from both Australian indigenous and Anglo-celtic cultures? Dream on dear friend.I loved your post.I think this is another part of the journey. If that is all a bit too deep , intense,or crazy profound,then let's just get together in cyberspace and whistle a gumleaf duet!god, I don't know how. Do you?? *hug*

Ruth said...

I am sure that Australian plants are absolutley steeped in magic, as are plants all over the world. How could you ever doubt it? It's hard for me to understand how cut off from your natural heritage you must feel. This is a fascinating post and I'm sure some deep, deep magic is at work. It's those aboriginal women...I can hear them singing a power song, weaving a spell...

Bimbimbie said...

Robyn, I'm sitting here trying to put into words how I feel ... struggling so I'll email you *!*

Lady Laurie said...

lovely post Robyn, and I know that feeling of waking up and being filled to the brim with thoughts and answers...and having it all go "poof" when I am fully awake.
Indeed magick is at work here when you found the post on eucalyptus in your email ~ embrace all the wonder and magick right where you are ~
So glad you are feeling better!
Hugs))

Sacred Suzie said...

I love the Wild Wise Woman inside you that seeks wisdom in nature and dreams. Eucalyptus is so powerful! I had no idea.

Your displacement and finding peace with where you are is very helpful. It was very easy for me to be happy in paradise, much more of a challenge here where life is much harder. Your words and personal story help.

Esther said...

I know what you mean about those morning thoughts!

Angela said...

Oh god yes it happens to me, too only it is when I awake in the middle of the night and can't sleep. And do I ever get up to write it down?? NOOOOO. Look forward to reading about Australian plants.

Gill said...

Until we recognise and fully accept (and REMEMBER) that magic isn't just in an ancient places, or in faeries, or the realm of gods and godesses, herbs, crytals, blah blah blah, we will never feeel in tune with it. Magic is in everything, including OURSELVES. Accepting your own magical nature is the first step to seeing the magic around you, and 'chance' events like that e mail turning up are a sign that you are really tuning in. Things will begin to unfold...

smilnsigh said...

We all need to give ourselves TLC. I'm so glad you are doing thus. And that it is helping...

'Miss' Mari-Nanci

Julie said...

Dear Robyn,

I so often find myself wishing I was "back" in Scotland or England, or even other parts of the US, instead of here in flat, cold, barren, boring ND. Your post really got me thinking that I should be celebrating the plants of the Northern Plains. I hurried to google Sioux Indian medicinal plants and found so many that we overlook every day. Just a few are dock, daisies, locoweed, yarrow, sage, coneflowers. Then there's echinacea, a popular herb these days. We have people come to ND from all over to dig the echinacea out of the ground by its roots, destroying it forever.

A bird in the hand said...

Robyn, please go to my blog and collect your award! xoxo