Yesterday we decided to visit Fallen Leaf Lake, which we hadn’t in a while, for a simple hike and woodsy mission.
We were on the look out for some wood to create a special sculpture, as well as to take in some nature goodness.
The lake was still and mysterious looking, but no snow except in little patches in the woods and on the mountain tops.
It’s definitely continued to be a mild winter here, but always beautiful and surprising.
It’s been fun having variety where we can choose to ski, snow shoe, hike with crampons, or simply hike – all depending on where and what altitude we decide to venture in at any given moment.
Speaking of wood sculptures, we made a lot of fun discoveries exhibiting nature’s fine job as an artist.
This included beaver’s work and a natural turkey vulture or condor work of art, as this Faery explored the forest’s gifts.
We then stumbled upon this mega magickal tree.
It was love at first sight.
Only nature knows truly how to touch our hearts in the deepest of ways.
Faery bliss abound with this incredible tree that had two portals in it.
Love the energy coming off of it. I found this photo on my camera that “randomly” showed up when I was taking a photo of the side portal.
Some of the tree’s energy showed up glowing red and red violet.
Can you see?
Rich, rooted, and regal.
Such life force burning even after having gone through the fire.
Proof we can thrive even when burned and challenged.
Love sharing nature’s magick with you. We’ll see what’s in store today, as we head out on another hike.
Enjoy this beautiful day and get outside!
Yesterday was a beautiful celebration shared with Dawn and Miracle on our last day, for now, together on her Tahoe adventure. Astrid got to meet Dawn in person, deepening their connection, I got to share my home made butternut squash soup with Dawn for lunch overlooking the lake from our tree house, and we then went on two different forest hikes filled with Faery gifts, intentions ignited together, and light galore dancing with the trees and Nature all around us.
I was able to share our forest backyard with Dawn, which was delightful and had Miracle enjoying the water for her second time.
She loves to wade in if her mom does – so cute! And upon our hike we found incredible little golden, coral, and pink sparkly quartz just laced “randomly” in the forest left behind by the Faeries for us to find. I love finding them right behind our home, feeling like a trail of gratitude from them for the promises I’ve made in caring for and activating the land here.
Before leaving, we found a single dandelion on our lawn (the only one I’ve seen anywhere), which we decided was meant for making wishes together. So we sat intentfully with what we wanted to create and then blew away. Each time we blew – which was three – Miracle would turn around and add to the intents, facing the dandelion with us.
There was one single seed left after that and Miracle turned around and removed it with her nose. It clung there for a minute, as you can see below, so that not only Miracle could put intention toward her wishes, but completed the triad of our intentions. It was the sweetest thing!
We then went on another forest and meadow walk, which took us near the lake as well, finding giant hallucinogenic mushrooms, sweet blossoms that were still hanging around (some pink and purple ones), discovered more heart shaped stumps, and were drenched in light dancing with Nature and beaming activations through.
Giggles filled the day and love was abound.
Dawn and Miracle extended their stay, being led to soak in and work with the energies here through Monday, which truly makes me happy to know they are receiving the nurturing of this beautiful area and are deepening their bond and roots to a place I love, so that they will be a part of things here long after they depart.
Although we will be busy with Birthday celebrations for Dave and his visiting mom and step dad this weekend, Dawn and Miracle will be in heart and as always, it’s only a farewell for now since the connections in spirit are forever.
I’m so grateful for my Faery family and friends, as they truly make life giggly fun! I love being able to just relax, take in the magick, see the miracles, and laugh and enjoy life’s beauty. The friends I have that enjoy the same are truly cherished, as when I want to just play that’s all that is on my mind…not work, not being of service, but truly just living and loving all the way and living as an expression of simply being! Thank you Dawn and Miracle!
I thought I’d post this as a short blog after having posted it on social media because it’s special to our hearts. The photo you see here is one that our friend, Seba Johnson (history making Olympian as the first African American woman to ski in the Olympics and youngest alpine ski racer at age 14, vegan since birth, actor, speaker, and simply loving soul), captured a couple of days ago on one of the hikes we’ve shared with her since meeting and spending time with her while she’s here in her childhood home of Lake Tahoe working on her memoirs.
This is a very meaningful tree to us. During the winter Dave and I would snow shoe here and this little tree, now about 3-4 feet taller, used to get plummeted by snow and the wind from the slope it lives on at the bottom, completely bending it over to the ground with the weight.
We would free him and dig him out every time we’d pass after a snow storm, so that he had a chance and wasn’t permanently bent. We’d do it to other trees too, but this one in particular would get hit the hardest and became connected to us.
Seba (pictured above with me on our 7.4 mile, 1200 feet climb Tahoe Rim Trail hike) thought it would be a cool idea to take photos of us with him over time to see his progress. As you can see he’s pretty straight even though at a slight angle, but doing well! During winter this was not the case and we wondered how he’d fare, as he was completely bowing to the ground.
Other large trees above him haven’t been so lucky and really are curved, twisted, warped, and likely will fall at some point. This little one was born in a challenging spot, but it is just those challenges that make you stronger and provide even more to share with others.
Life is definitely an adventure and often times a challenging journey.
Every little thing we do, DOES make a difference, even if you can’t see it right now or are provided immediate feedback and affirmation of it. You simply need to follow your heart, regardless of any reward, knowing it’s just about being in your highest essence in each moment and being in that unconditional universal love as much as possible.
We’re grateful for the time we’ve spent with Seba, her sweet dog companions Braddock and Langston, and being able to share some special places to our hearts with her, and so many synchronicities we share including living in the same place she used to (her condo is just below ours) where she spent her childhood and ski training days.
As an animal activist and vegan all of her life, enjoying the magickal and synchronous signs, honoring of Nature and Earth, our being just 2 and a half months apart in age, all adoring Lake Tahoe as our home and special portal space (she plans to live here again too), and both currently writing books, we had a lot of beautiful connections that will be lovely to keep touching in on, which now will include the growth and life of our special tree that will mirror the life shifts we all go through.
He already mirrors the challenges we’ve each been faced with and now will reflect what we embrace, nurture, and embody to bring forth for the rest of our lives.
We’re grateful for the time we’ve been able to share with our new friend Seba and for the journey that continues to provide rich experiences and beautiful surprises around each corner.
I look forward to seeing how our journeys evolve from here, and how our beloved tree will experience his own growth and evolution. We’ll be sure to nurture him, as long as we are here and as much as he nurtures us and all of life that depends on him and Nature.
(Photos courtesy of Seba Johnson)
Just sharing a short post reflecting the powerful nature experiences and medicine that took place each day over the weekend, back-to-back. Very potent and mirroring of the shamanic energy I’ve moved more deeply into over the last two years. This also reflects the rising Schumann resonance that hit an all-time high for Earth this weekend, spiking on Easter itself.
Laura had just sent me a link this morning about this (I wasn’t familiar with this term) and shared about its connection to the collective’s awakening. The link basically explained this as the natural resonance or frequency of the Earth that had a huge peak this weekend (Easter was its spike, as mentioned) to the highest recorded value it’s been.
I call it “a return to natural harmony,” which has been my focus since I first really started connecting dots on my own awakening path.
Anyway, beginning Friday there were some very pronounced experiences that took place alongside a lot of beautiful and instant nature reflections, as manifestation to things in the moment taking place or being thought or spoken of.
This included a magnificent sighting of a Bald Eagle on our Fallen Leaf Lake hike while Lynne was visiting, not more than maybe 1/2 an hour after talking about Bald Eagles with someone we met along the way.
The Eagle swooped ahead of us through the trees, then circled round over the edge of the lake and disappeared to the left, later to be found by us sitting atop a tree where he sat waiting and connecting with us for quite some time. Lynne got some great shots with her zoom camera (just received them so here’s one above), but during the time I was watching him he tucked his head under and plucked out one white feather that floated off into the wind. I thought that was quite significant.
Then the next day when my parents surprised us for a visit, we took them on a walk and right when we got to an opening where two benches sat overlooking the lake, a Sun Dog appeared above Tahoe and we sat there for about 10 minutes taking its beauty and symbolism in together. I love how in these photos the sun appears as a hexagon.
And on Easter, yesterday, (right after seeing this lenticular cloud appearing like a UFO over Lake Tahoe’s portal) Dave and I decided to drive up to Tahoe Meadows for a snow shoe hike, which took us to the top overlooking the lake.
We made it there just as the snow was about to blow in, which it did on our descent back along with strong winds that made the journey double the work, along the way passing through trees with singing and visiting Chickadees – all quite magickal.
But it was on our drive from the top, back into Incline Village where we were going to get a drink at the Lone Eagle Grille overlooking the water, that we came upon a mother Black Bear and her three yearlings.
We hadn’t seen bears since our RV adventure on the Magick Bus up in the Montana and Canadian Rockies area where we encountered Grizzly Bears several times (twice on one hike along our path – one of which was a mother Grizzly with three cubs too, as well as a few times off the side of the road close to our car, and Black Bears a couple of times).
I also had some potent Bear dreams and visions while on that journey, eventually leading me to purchase a Native-made copper ring with Bear totem on it.
But yesterday it was a Black Bear family that graced us with their presence, although their fur had turned golden and reddish, making them appear a bit like Grizzly Bears, minus that signature pronounced shoulder hump.
Anyway, we caught glimpse of a yearling running across the road, then slowed and saw that he’d been going over to where mom and the others were pine cone foraging.
At first we only saw mom and two yearlings, but after a few minutes, a third appeared. This being very symbolic to a significant unfolding taking place in my life.
They were not newborn cubs, given their size – their mom likely had them last Winter -so now were yearlings coming out of hibernation and looking for food. Young bears stay with their mom about two years and are born during hibernation. You can still see the mother’s nipples in the photo above.
We stopped to observe them, sitting in our car just across from them. They were completely absorbed in eating and not at all disturbed by our presence in observing them, which allowed me to watch and receive what they had to share.
This reflected to me a time in my own life where I am nurturing what I’ve received in inner reflection during my own period of hibernation. A time of nourishing my soul needs in Spring’s cycle of renewal and creative birthing.
Eventually all of the yearlings made it over by mom and I was able to capture some video I shared on social media – Instagram and Facebook – along with these photos here.
So much bear magick and fearless ancient medicine! Not to mention, empowered Sacred Feminine energy and that Divine Mother embodiment that has become so deeply experienced within me.
I love their strength and transformative energy. They remind me of the courage I have within to call upon in order to take action without fear, while remaining grounded and in rhythm with Earth and Nature’s cycles.
As I observed them, it was a reminder of observing myself in every moment and self-reflecting – something I do all the time by stepping outside of myself and remaining detached, as I review what I am doing, thinking, or feeling.
Their coming out of hibernation (just like I’ve been quieter during the Winter months) also was reflective for me in that creative rebirthing taking place in my life currently after having gone through my own vision quest, returning with even greater comfort in the solitude of my own company, enjoying exploring the dark and unknown, going deeper into intuitive trust, and with Nature as my constant companion and guiding force.
Their coming out mirrors my own vulnerable, but strengthened reveal.
It has been a time of deep soul searching during the Magick Bus journey and these Winter months, really seeding what eventually I would bring forth into the world anew. And that was done through decisions made from the power of my Spirit.
Bears teach us about knowing the timing on things and aligning with the “when” and “where,” which specifically messaged me in trusting how things are unfolding with my life and new, and especially with something I’ve been waiting to hear about.
In the meantime, the teaching of laws of respect and boundaries that Bear brings forth continues to get reiterated for me. Both in strengthening, anchoring, and voicing my own, as well as mindfully being present and mutually honoring of those around me.
And because of this mutual honoring, there was no need for mother Bear to feel threatened, nor did I disrespect her boundaries invisibly understood.
In this way we could mutually be in a safe space together and share the love, connection, and reflective wisdom.
I loved watching the yearlings rolling the pine cones with their big paws, while trying to get the nuts from the cones. This was a reminder of keeping that playful energy alive (so reflective of the time spent with Lynne the days leading up), and simply of my own inner child that thrives on playing, laughing, giggling, and being imaginatively silly and in the moment with the energy moving through me.
While Bears reflect the natural leader abilities within us when they show up so profoundly, they also summon us to relax into our vitality, bringing that forth in innocent, creatively passionate channels of self-expression.
Such beautiful gifts and reflections received and integrated.
“T” – that’s me – having a love affair with trees. I guess I can call them “T” trees. We did a hike yesterday to enjoy our surroundings before the storm rolled in this morning and on that path we came upon so much tree loveliness including golden bliss, twin trees growing from the same root, different tree species bending into each other sharing the tree love, giant trees, and tree portals galore. Faery energy was strong and I both lingered in it, giggled with wonder, and was in joy of the gifts and clues left for me to piece together.
I found a tiny golden leaf that matched the one dipped in gold I dreamed about a few nights ago, a “random” blank puzzle piece after contemplating pieces of my own journey, and more.
There were trees that had been through forest fires too and they got some extra love from me.
Their life force was still strong with magick.
Faery trees were all around, for those whose hearts can see and feel.
Yes, Faery trees are real.
And there are those of us who love and honor them, like the people of Ireland and me – Faery T.
Between last evening and this morning we heard about the forest fires here in Emerald Bay and Washoe Valley burning acres upon acres, including many homes and barns. My heart and healing waves of peace go out to all the families, animals, trees, and plants.
There are so many fires, storms, quakes and Earth shifts abound.
There is much unrest among humans in unknowing what outcomes will be met.
There is so much contrast experienced in the world increasingly.
There is a cosmic tapestry being woven that makes threaded sense of it all.
May divine grace embrace us all in the dance of duality and may we understand these cycles of the spiral with peace carried forth in our hearts.
Yesterday we set out on the Hole In The Rock bumpy, gravel, dirt, and hole filled road for 8 miles to our next adventurous destination – Zebra Slot.
It is about an hour hike each way to and from the slot canyon…about an extra 20-30 minutes extra, each way, if you decide to venture off to Tunnel Slot also, although Zebra is the most popular due to its unique pink stripe features.
It’s quite a beautiful hike in, journeying the high desert, through canyons and across washes.
Definitely makes you feel like you’re on an expedition, and the way I felt inspired to dress, along with our destination of “Zebra” Slot, made me feel like we were on safari. 😉
(Side note: I’ve found that hiking in dresses is my favorite and freeing thing to do, so I have a couple of favorite ones for the occasion. I also love my hiking sandals, which I try to wear as much as possible unless the weather demands otherwise, as I just can’t stand wearing closed shoes and my sandals not only keep my bare feet touching the dirt, mud, sand, and water, but let my feet breathe and never get blisters. I know I’m quite a spectacle to some hikers we cross along the paths at times, but it doesn’t phase me.)
Although the trails are well marked, when you get to Harris Wash the trails veer off in different directions so it could get a bit confusing. Luckily I had retrieved some descriptions on what to look out for and along with our intuition it all helped veer us direct, although it wasn’t until the crow appeared, cawing and and turning into the direction of the entrance that we knew we must be there.
We also found bones right after the crow led us to the opening that seemed to be creating an arrow pointing into the canyon. Another sign.
And to confirm it all, we then came upon a young guy sitting in the sand with his camera around the bend who said in fact we were pointed the right way.
It was all a bit ominous as we continued finding bones at the entrance of the canyon, the crows kept cawing and we could see and hear them flying above the slot – their wings casting shadows.
They were chattering about something continuously.
We couldn’t make out if perhaps they had a nest up above and there may be babies with them, as I found a pile of twigs that could have been nesting material, inside a corner of the slot.
Or, if they were trying to give us a message.
I then came upon a moth on the rock and right after the moth, a beetle.
A lot of symbolism in this slot and we also found it a bit more challenging than Spooky Slot, although not dark like it. The tight squeezes had drops below them in areas where branches had been laid to help you across.
I had wanted to video our journey in or out of Zebra, but because I needed both hands to assist me through the tight and challenged areas, was unable to.
Luckily, Dave caught some photos of me getting through some parts of the slot, unbeknownst to me, but they give you a little idea of the maneuvering needed.
There were much harder areas than the ones he captured, but you can see that I hadn’t any hands for holding a camera to video.
At the mouth we came upon two women who said they didn’t go back that far – only until the first branch and turned around.
That’s too bad, we thought, as it wasn’t until after you crossed the branch and ventured into the more challenging and tighter parts that you got to see the real beauty of Zebra and why it got its name…the gorgeous striping begins deeper in and apparently you can go back quite far.
You can see the transition in the photos to where the stripes really start popping in beautiful colors.
We came to the pools of water they mentioned in the guide information I found, which apparently can be ankle to hip deep and you can cross into even more Zebra beauty, but we felt that arriving at the pools was as far as we needed to go, as it just increasingly got much, much harder and we were already incredibly awe struck with how stunning what we had seen was, plus we needed to get back at a certain time for a conference call Dave had scheduled.
After all, our days are balanced with work and play.
At the pools the slots opened to the skies more.
Once again, we had the slot to ourselves, as the women left immediately after we conversed briefly with them, and we got to explore on our own.
It is such a unique and hidden gem out in the middle of nowhere. Much like most things here in Escalante are….it is pure wild territory.
I hope you enjoy the images, as we once again journeyed into the ancient womb energy of Mother Earth.
There is so much unique, raw beauty to discover and we are continually awed at the vast and rich creativity that this planet has birthed from.
As mentioned in my last post, when I was prompted to turn back and let Dave explore Peek-A-Boo Slot on his own, I was led to my own inner exploration.
I realized why this was, as I was being called from within for something else that needed to take place here, which I discovered once he was well on his way deeper inside the slot canyon and I returned back, grounded at the entrance.
I instantly received the message as to what I was to do – some more sound channeling.
And since no one was around at all and I was alone, it felt perfect, tapping into my inner Sibyl.
When I do sound channeling it is derived from an energy/energies, feelings, or a story that wants to come through via sound. And this sound can be tones, song, and even an indistinguishable kind of ancient/cosmic language at times.
What I do is allow what I’m tuning into to just come through purely from my vulnerable surrender to the movement of energies through sound.
And this is what channeled through at the mouth of Peek-A-Boo Slot, which felt to utter an ancient song of these stones within the slot canyons and the spirits within.
I’d just spent the day exploring the slot canyons and immersing deep within the healing mother womb and intense bowel energy of the Earth inside these canyons.
This is her healing song that channeled in this moment.
I experienced such a beautiful and synchronous day, yesterday, which is the kind that leaves your heart and soul smiling wide.
The kind of resonant day that drew forth my Original Voice.
As I’ve continued with my sound work, deepening into the traditions and lineages of the Nymphs and Sibyls, I’ve been retrieving the rich, ancient roots within my soul essence.
The synchronicities and alignments keep amping up and reiterating everything I’ve come to know about myself and the way in which I Am.
Getting back to this rich and joyous work while here in Malibu has been the perfect environment to reconnect and support my remembrance.
It’s been amazing to see the things I’m studying being mirrored right before me…
While delving into the primordial ocean of ancient origins, I bask in the sun with the Pacific Ocean as my guide ahead.
Whales emerging to sing back my song.
Sea lions playing in the waves to reflect my soul child dancing in delight.
It was incredible to find myself walking through the gateways of the other realms yesterday – to the caves and bubbling springs that draw forth the resonance of remembrance.
I hear the Earth’s messages within my flesh and bones and reconnect with my own primordial ancient origins within.
After my work atop the cliff above the ocean yesterday, we went on a hike at Edward Albert Escondido Canyon Trail and Waterfalls.
We came across a divergence in the path, and having not done the hike before, nor was there signage to point the way, we stopped to decide which direction to go.
Three people on horses then came through and asked if we needed help.
They told us we could go up to the right and there would be a really lovely view.
They told us if we went left it goes to where the waterfall is, but there is no water right now.
They seemed to be guiding us to the view to the right, feeling the no-water waterfall wouldn’t be very interesting.
After they left, Dave asked which way I wanted to go.
I said to the left.
And I’m so glad I listened to the Nymphs and Sibyls calling to me, as it was exactly the perfection of divine alignment.
Even though the waterfalls were not flowing, the beauty of this fertile, magickally sunlit dark area of moss and ferns, with little caves, dripping water, babbling brook, and frogs, was the return to my innocence and origins of voice. I was in my element.
And the path to get there was filled with the most beautiful tree spirits I couldn’t help but commune with, portals, and Faeries galore.
I was home.
And rather than explain anymore, I will share these images of this mystical place and all the enchantment along the way on this day of returning to my ancient origins.
Let these images reveal to you, your own.
These photographs by photographer, Beth Moon, taken over the course of 14 years of some of the most magnificent trees from around the world are absolutely stunning, mystical, magickal, deeply symbolic, and meaningful.
They reflect to us quite the story when listened to and breathed in.
A sneak preview of some of the photos from her book “Ancient Trees: Portraits Of Time” can be found here: