OHMNIVERSE

You know you hear the saying be careful what you you wish for because you just might get it, this is so true. Over the weekend I went to a pagan retreat for Earth day. I found this great little community called Camp Gaea. I should have known with a powerful name like that It would be an interesting time. It was a journey of sorts. Gaea is a name for mother earth or Rhea/Ceres/Cybil/Demeter. She is the goddess of fertility and harvest. She is also associated with grain, wheat, barley and cycles of nature. I have been doing some research on the Eleusian mysteries and coveting the spiritual journey or transgression of the soul. I got my own rite of passage. I don’t know if it was my obsession playing into my will and I don’t care. The important aspect of this journey is that I in a sense, came into my own.

The start of the night I was sitting at a fire holding my son watching the embers burn and enjoying the bond that I share with him. He fell asleep in my arms. I looked up at the fire and it seemed to be dancing. The sands of glass turned into twinkling glass fragments that came to life dancing around my feet and echoing a pattern to the tribal drummers in the background. Things became a little foggy at this moment. I was wearing a green beaded necklace that my son had given me earlier that day. It metamorphised into a serpent around my neck. I looked up at the sky and the stars seemed to be dancing in a spiral motion. I could detect dracos and the milky way current. Everything seemed to be fluid or in the motion of a stream. I know that the stars were not physically
dancing but it seemed as though the whole universe took on a spiral motion. I could see the flow of change. I could see my life in my son. I could see the life current of the other people around me. I decided to go lay my son down with my friend in the cabin so he could get some rest.

I came back and set at the fire for an hour or so with my boyfriend Joe. We were invited to go for a walk in the woods with two fairy folk of the forest. We were both in our flip-flops and not the best footing for a hike in the woods but I felt like I should just go anyways. The first spot we came to was a bridge area they called “the fairy gate”. This was like a portal or passageway to the underworld. I was asked to turn off my flashlight and to basically have faith . This was my rite of passage and I wasn’t afraid or in fear of hurting myself. The ground was a rocky terrain. The sound of my friend up ahead of me trying to invoke fear by screaming in the dark at the unknown was not working. I found him in a tree and hanging upside down like Odin from the Yggrassil tree. Odin is also the husband of Cybil.He seemed to have a bond with the tree. We actually spooned with the trees for a time. I understood how animals could take refuge in a tree. We descended down the hill and across rocky terrain and creeks. It reminded me of Persephone and her voyage through the underworld with her husband Hades.

We came to a new area which reminded me of the labyrinths of the Minotaur. I even started seeing my other guide as a pan-like or bull- god. I told him that it invoked the story of of Cronos and Bacchus in my head and he teased me that most of the children of Athens who entered the labyrinth were food for the Minotaur.He told us that we had come to a crossroad and must make a decision on which direction would be the way back to safety or the known. There were cows off in the distant area. He told me we could use a form of divination called bovination. Using the moos of the neighboring cows, we would ask a question on which way to go right or left and if they mooed when we asked we would go in that direction. The cow is sacred to Isis and Demeter and also a parallel to the story of Zeus and Europa the parents of the legendary minotaur. As the sun was coming up over the ridge and we found a path. There was a statue of Horus at the entrance , the son of Isis and Osiris and symbolic of the sun rising or horizon, ironically. Then we passed through two lions. This is also a symbol of Ceres or Demeter and also of the tombs of Athens or Setian tombs called the “lion’s gate”. On the other side was a statue of Anubis the Egyptian god of the Underworld or a form of Hades. I suppose this meant I had made it through the dark journey of the night. I had passed the test I had survived the trials. What is truly peculiar is that if you have read my previous blog about my obsession with Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz and have associated her with Demeter and Persephone, my guides had not read my blog and was seated on a log with a stalk of wheat growing wild at his feet, a symbol of Demeter and was singing the song “Somewhere over the Rainbow “in his native toungue of B-english. which is using the letter B at the beginning of every word. B is the second letter of the alphabet and is also connected with the hebrew letter Beth which corresponds to the feminine aspect of the high priestess or house. Which to me seems like I found my way back home. I felt like I had gotten the full packaged on the Eleusian Experience. Aside from a few battle scars from the rocks and thorns that I ran into, it was quite a rewarding “trip”.