Hear Thy Muse In The Emerald City

III.      Hear Thy Muse
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I was sitting meditating during my divorce, living in my sister’s home while she was trying a reconciliation with her ex-husband.

I sat there, my rocks, crystals and all my little new world of importance around me.  During the meditation, I saw the earth come spinning at me, while the narration in the background (hers) told me: “and the last shall be first and the first shall be last”...around the earth was written the name; EARTH (Just like the Universal Studio's Logo) and the H at the end spun off and rotated around the earth and became the first letter, now spelling HEART.

I heard: “The planet earth was the planet heart, and a long time ago, the ‘key’ fell out, and fear and chaos swept in.

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While I was hearing this, I was shown a ‘triangle rock’ that fell out of the ‘protective sheath around the earth’…it fell through the sky and into a large whale’s blowhole.  The whale swam off into the deep.  The colours changed into a dimmer version of the brightness they once were.  I am reminded of the difference in the colours now, and when I died and went to heaven.

Later on, after meditating about this, writing what would become, ‘Total-Sensory-Healing’ in the barn I lived at on Kelly’s Island.  I saw the upper heart chakra, which was purple and teal.  The thymus is composed of two identical lobes and is located anatomically in the anterior superior mediastinum, (Just below the throat) in front of the heart and behind the sternum which is located, in front of the heart and behind the sternum.  I knew that this was the ‘upper heart’ chakra…the room that the disciples entered for the ‘Last Supper’.

*Was that 'key' the fontanelle?

Earthearthearthearth Heart Thymus Hear Thy Muse. This is the Flaming heart which must be enlivened by the Holy Spirit, the fire that burns but does not consume and the almandorla, which is what you see on sacred iconography as the ‘Flaming Heart of Jesus or Mary’.

This is what you EARN as a Brave Heart, having the Heart of the Lion.

The Emerald City Dream with Barb on the boat.

I get on a ‘strange boat’…this in part, alerts me to the fact that it must be a dream.  For some reason, people are going through a small door, and up a small stairway…only when I enter the stairway, everyone disappears.  I grab the railing and

trepidatiously proceed towards the light at the top of the steps.  When I get to the top, I am in the steering cabin, my oldest sister, Barbara, who had passed on was sitting on the left side on a white leather bench seat.  She looked at me, with her usual, ‘knowing look and brows arched’ and told me: “You are driving this ship."  I went to the minnow wheel, and looked out the window in front of me.  There arose an island out of the mist ahead of me, which looked like the ‘Emerald City’ from the Wizard of Oz.

The next thing I know, I am in a large building and there are a lot of people coming and going, working in this strange land of OZ in ‘The Emerald City’.  They are going up clear stairways and elevators and travelling all over the world, space travel, and all bustling with things to do.

In front of me, there is a woman seated at a sparkling silver counter with many controls.  She is pouring a light-blue liquid (like the colour I remember the sky to be when I died) from one test tube to another and looking at it, through a light on the dashboard of the silver counter.  There are monitors and lights on control panels everywhere in this particular room that sits to the right, adjacent to all the

hustle and bustle and another man in a white lab coat is watching the monitors on the wall behind her and to my right.

This dream I had all happened back around 1992. And I am interjecting this picture that I found today, on February 6, 2018.  Because, this is a far greater depiction of what I saw.
So, by now if you have been reading this blog, you know I built a barn and finished it out as an Interior Design shop.

I had a client who became a friend, named Trish.  Trish was a Gdsend to me in my store that I built.  She was one of the customers who came in, and told me she felt as though she was ‘pulled out to my store’ and when she saw it, she pulled into the parking lot.  When she entered, she told me later, that the song that I was playing on the stereo (A Bonnie Raitt song) was one of her favorite songs and it meant a lot to her.  Well, we began to work on her living room.  This was particularly exciting for me, since Trish worked as a designer for AurHous furniture previously.  She liked my furniture design groups I had chosen.

Through this process, Trish’s relationship began to see some turmoil.  Without going into the details, she came into the shop one day and said she needed to go away, to a retreat somewhere, and asked if I would join her.

I thought about it, and knowing she really did need something to help her find her way, I told her if she would find the right retreat, something that was spiritual, I would go with her.
She came in a few weeks later and told me about a retreat on Kelly’s Island, called, Sacred Space.  A women’s gathering.  It would have workshops of all sorts and it was based on Christian teachings, from a couple of women who used to work for priest’s in a Catholic Church.

I thought, “Kelly’s Island, that sounds perfect!  I had been there a couple of times on boat with my parents driving from our summer place at Bay Point in Marblehead.  It was on the water, and I loved that area.”….”great I said, that sounds awesome!”

So, plans were made, I informed my husband that I had to do this, to help her.  I always did what Gd wanted me to do.

We had a ball driving up on a clear, sunny day.  Singing songs together, like Barbara Steisand’s, “Somewhere”….There’s a place for us….and laughing up a storm.

It wasn’t until we were on the ferry going over the lake, when Trish said to me, “let’s go upstairs so we can see.”  She opened the narrow door and proceeded in front of me.  I went in behind her and as I grabbed the rail and looked up the narrow hallway to the light above, my dream came floating back, like strong Déjà vu, and I knew I had to pay close attention now.

There ahead was Kelly’s Island.  (Kelly is a colour green by the way)

Many women were excitedly chatting and laughing, all travelling to ‘escape’ and go to this, ‘Sacred Space’ retreat.

Outline of triangle rock I found and traced.

When we landed, my feet felt as though they were touching a powerful magnet.

I needed to take in every small detail…this was powerful….

I went to the yoga in the morning, lead by Linda Green.  To this day, she has been the most powerful yoga instructor with keen ‘innervision’ that I have yet to enjoy.  She would be the one, to introduce me to Jeannie Rose and the real art of Aromatherapy.

Trish and I attended an Art Therapy Workshop…and met a woman who would change my life.  And literally find, a ‘triangle rock’ with a long story that follows, when I would eventually, live in a barn, on Kelly’s Island, that this woman owned.