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Atira Moon: Marcia McCoy Returns and CORe Class Reminder

April 26, 2012

Marcia McCoy, international artist and conduit of
Source in Silence high frequency Energy is in
Kansas, 2012 for several events starting April 25 – May 9th.
Don’t miss her and her colleagues, see calendar:

Calendar Snapshot: Details Below
April 25 – May 9, By appointment Group, Public, Private Source in Silence Sessions
May 5 and May 6, CORe Workshop taught by Candace Craw Goldman, Atira Moon Ranch
May 6, Public and Private Sessions in the portal, Source in Silence, Atira Moon Ranch
May 9, Marcia McCoy, Artist Lecture, Print Sale, Energy and Sacred Geometry

* Reserve/Arrange private and individual high frequency
Source in Silence Energy sessions with Marcia by calling: 505.470.1067. Appointments are available from April 25 – May 9th. Group/Public $20 per person
Private Sessions, 1 hour 15 Minutes, $125.

ATIRA MOON RANCH
Full Moon Public Sessions in the Portal
Marcia is pleased to return to the beautiful Atira Moon Ranch
and conduit Source in Silence in the portal on the full moon,
May 6, two public group sessions, 2 and 6 PM.
$20 per person.
Directions/Contact: 505.470.1067 or
Candace: 512.844.6377 or
email: newearthjourney@gmail.com

Atira Moon Ranch
CORe Workshop, May 5 and 6th
Facilitated by Candace Craw Goldman,
a consciousness explorer
who offers Dolores Cannon (Past Life) Regression Sessions will teach the CORe Workshop,
Cellular and Organ Regeneration

LEVEL ONE, May 5, CORe, 9am – 4pm (includes lunch)
Level one is an introduction for Self-Healing. You will receive
processes, healing codes to correct functioning of the physical body
and begin regeneration and restoration of body cells.
The program is founded on the scientific research of
Grigori Grabovoi, Arcady Petrov and others, sometimes called DNA Healing.

CORe Workshop, Part Two, May 6,
9am – 12pm (includes lunch)
Practitioners, Processes and Number Codes,
Pre-requisite, CORe Level One
To reserve your space, contact Candace: 512.844.6377
Candace email: newearthjourney@gmail.com
Also Contact Candace for appointments for Past Life Regression Sessions by appointment this summer.

ARTIST CENTRAL
Marcia McCoy, international artist will lecture,
show and sale of her oil mono prints Wednesday, May 9,.
Based on Marcia’s 33 years of art making and
international research on the subjects of Energy, Grids and
Sacred Geometry; Marcia created 46 oil mono prints which are related to her Sacred Sites, Stone Temple Sculpture Project.
Meet Marcia, learn about her very exciting research
and purchase prints on this evening.
The venue is at Wichita’s new
Artist Central (Gallery and Working Artist Studios)
Marcia’s Talk, Show, Sale: Wednesday, May 9th, 6:30 PM,
$20 Per Person at the door
5014 E. Central (Between Oliver and Edgemoor)
Wichita, Kansas 316.686.2266

Marcia McCoy, Santa Fe, New Mexico cell: 505.470.1067
email: onecentered@yahoo.com
facebook: Source in Silence Community Page
or Marcia McCoy Santa Fe

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Our “Couples” Regression Part 2

December 3, 2011

Guest Post by Tom Goldman

(Continued from yesterday)

To recap…Candace and I recently did a tandem regression session with Annie as our facilitator. We experienced a life together in a time that appeared to be in the 1500-1600’s where she took form in a woman named Shira, who had special abilities and I was punished for trying to feed our family. On with the story…

After Candace left her ‘Shira body’ and we were rejoined, Annie started to guide us in the exploration of our soul relationship. We both instantly confirmed that we originated from source at the same time. Candace described it as an origin that came from a golden fireball, split up into smaller parts and that from the very beginning we had traveled together, with each other and our soul family. I described it as if we were twins that came into existence at the same time and like twins, we had a unique relationship.

Annie asked how we came to decide to incarnate and if we had choice in the matter. The answer was, of course, there was choice but that Candace and I took different paths but always ended up back together. She was clearly more of an explorer and sought out incarnate existences far more often than I did. I ‘stayed behind’ frequently and experienced her incarnations vicariously, as we were always connected anyway, but she craved the actual experience. We went on to describe the uniqueness of our individual and soul family’s vibration and colors and that we were instantly recognizable to each other and also described that the word vibration was composed of all forms of sense…sound, sight, feeling. Candace described this vibrational experience as if you were inside a kaleidoscope (which was a beautiful image) and the communication linkage to your soul family was much like how a school of fish or flock of birds moves…as soon as one has a thought, the others move into relation to that instant thought. She went on to describe that as anyone in the soul family experiences an incarnation, they bring back to the family a higher vibration from which all in family benefits.

Annie then inquired about the uniqueness of our soul family and Candace went on to describe that our family was much like all the others, just vibrating at different rates. There was no apparent hierarchy amongst families…just different vibrations. Also interesting was the notion that family members are free to visit other families and ‘experience’ with them. I shared that, in fact, Annie was a very frequent traveler (she’s racked up lots of first class tickets…ha), visiting and experiencing with many families as she was a ‘famous’ teacher.

It was then discussed that although we are here incarnate, that there were elements of us still in the source field “running the shop” as Annie said. We are here, and there, before, now and in the future…all at the same time.

We then went on to explore the connection that we have to the land at our farm. (At this time Candace slips into 3rd person descriptions of herself…I slip into the same way of speaking about 15 minutes later…both without Annie specifically asking to talk to the SC…it just sort of happened when it needed to…magical) Candace described that in many ways we decided on this incarnation specifically because of the important nature of this ‘time’ on the earth and because of the mystery that is about to unfold.

The land itself, and the energy portal that exists on the farm, is important to the Earth and we are here in a caretaker and gatekeeper role and to just “be.” The energy of the portal on our farm was specifically described as one in which (like thousands of other places on this planet) an energy field is “open” to those in need, whether they seek knowledge or healing or whatever. These portals are not for a single use purpose but adapt to what’s needed. The portals are fine-tuned places where the physical world and the source field are ‘visible’ at the same time. The sounds that have been heard by many in this portal were described as having come from the energy of the portal itself and can be heard when those present are able to “be there” when the physical and energy layers overlap at the same time. Additionally, people who experience the portal with the right intent benefit not only themselves but the earth and all those connected as well and as the vibration of the planet itself changes so does the portal’s ability to ‘interact’ with those present within it.

Annie and Steven in the Portal at Atira Moon 2011

Annie went on to help us explore our individual roles in this incarnation, particularly with respect to the portal gatekeeper role described above. It was expressed that while the world has always been aware of energies like Candace’s and Annie’s, the energy from people like me (left brain, ex military, business man) that are starting to awaken is very important. This game is no longer just about new-age women, but that incarnations from all walks of life, age and experience are starting to awaken and they too will be aided in this awakening by hearing from people that were like themselves.

Candace went on to describe her time in other incarnations on the planet on the high Plains of the United States…both as a native American and before which has helped prepare, acclimate and comfort her for this role as caretaker of this land. In addition, her experience with land animals through all these incarnations helps enable her ability to interact with animals today. Annie commented on how unique the animals seem to be at the farm (3 dogs, 2 inside cats and a couple of barn cats, 3 horses, 1 mini donkey named Elvis and a flock of chickens) and Candace answered that much like the souls that are stacked up right now waiting to incarnate on the Earth at this special time, so too is the process in the animal kingdom and that the specialness of the land is like a magnet for these animals. Candace went on to comment how in the first few days of dove hunting season last month the birds came from all directions to our farm because they knew it to be a safe haven.

There was a brief discussion about some individual physical issues that Candace and I deal with and there one was one important point that came up that is appropriate to share. With Candace, in particular, the pain that she deals with serves as an anchor to keep her here at this time and this place to perform the role that she agreed to perform. Her higher self said “If Candace were to remember what it was like to be completely pain free, she’d just take off…” ha.

We finished with Annie asking each of us the question “is there anything that your higher self wants to share with each other’s higher self?”  Candace described that she and I are connected always and can not be separated and that we have been brother and sister more than husband and wife and that it’s all turned out exactly as planned…wonderful. My higher self shared that I should have joined her on more trips but it was most important that we were here now at this important time.

There were some private messages for Annie that I’ll let her share if she desires, but suffice it to say that she is greatly loved by us and many more.

Tom

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Steven Jones and Visitors to Atira Moon

October 20, 2011

Steven Jones and his lovely wife Anne Ashley Jones are in America once again in 2011 on Book Tour number 2.

His first official engagement and book talk will be held in Wichita tomorrow night, Friday October 21, 2011 at building 62 in Clifton Square, and here is the official invitation. Please know the public is welcome and encouraged to attend. Click on the poster and it should appear larger for you to read.


Last night at the dinner table Steven was an invited guest on the Jerry Pippin Show Inceptionradio.com. Jerry had various ET Experiencers on his show including Travis Walton.  Notably, most of the guests focused upon fear and negative perceptions. The message Steven is here to give is the complete and utter opposite!

Its been interesting having Steven here. We’ve done lots of farm things and just visiting and enjoying the animals and we also had a small dinner party last week where we spent some time in the Sacred Site Circle with a group of friends on the full moon.

Something very strange happened that evening and I have been gathering individual descriptions of a very odd and rather unworldly noise all but one of the attendees heard appear right inside the circle.  I will write about that in my next blog article when time permits.

There have been other communications happening for Steven on other nights as well. I am waiting for him to process and share these when he is ready.

If you are in the Wichita area tomorrow evening, please do consider coming out to hear Steven give his book talk and answer questions.  He is warming up to be the keynote speaker in the Paranormal Conference in Taos later on this month.

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Down on The Farm – Anne Ashley

October 15, 2011

Anne Ashley guest blogs today for the delight of all who take the time out to read about her adventures so far in America at Atira Moon. Annie is here with her husband Steven Jones from London to do some speaking about his new book. (More on that topic soon. Steven is a life long ET Experiencer)

Note there was a small gathering of people on 10-11-11 in the portal and she mentions that extraordinary event as well as her own personal adventures.  I will have more to say soon about what happened in the sacred site circle. Lets say the event left us all, to use an English term, “gobsmacked”. -Candace

The Aliens return Abroad…. Augusta Kansas 13th October 2011

Down on the Farm. A tale of two hounds, a sedate lady and a very, very naughty skunk…

The two English Aliens have returned abroad and back to their beloved USA. It seems so long since we were last here, which is of course ridiculous being only a month or two.

The plan is for Steve to do more talks and for us to be able to share in, what is ..“Life on a Kansas farm” for a while, with dear friends who are taking such good care of us.

We left home at 8 o’clock a.m. on Sunday and arrived here about 24 hours later by our time. Traveling is so grueling at times and we again did one of those hub things where although the second plane took off and then appeared to land straight back down again as the trip was so short, we had to in fact hang around in Dallas airport for 4 hours for the interconnection.

This wait was mitigated by the arrival of our friend Tom who had linked up his return to his farm where we are staying, from Austin where he was working and coincided it to travel with us for the last part of the journey. We didn’t know he was doing this and so I had gone on a walk–about to pass time and read the wonderful National Enquirer in the shop and see what is really going on in the world. Big tongue in cheek here. (I am not allowed to buy it as Steve refuses to hand over his dollars for such rubbish. I can’t understand why he feels this way as these reporters know everything about everything including apparently the most intimate thoughts and behaviours of our new royalty member – Kate. I swear one of the reporters must be living alongside the two newly weds, such is in breadth of his awareness of their life) Anyway, after I had read all the newspapers and magazines in the shop and was becoming aware of the stares of the cashier, I returned to Steve and was accosted in an amazing bear hug by a man.. I had just been about to plant a kiss on the top of Steve’s head from behind..so this threw me completely!!
It’s one of those situations where if you are not expecting to see someone for a few seconds your brain does not compute and I had no idea who was hugging me in this way, but he seemed very pleased to see me, so I thought “well that’s good!”

Steve had jumped up as he thought I was under attack and then Tom said “Where did you get to, I saw you come out and I waiting to greet you and you disappeared?!” He must have thought that Steve had been abducted on arrival!
However, we had been shunted to a different security system by an official who told us the queue was not so long ‘round the corner’. All lies, it was a long walk and there was just as big a queue, but of course Tom could not see where we went. He then tracked us down in the departure lounge.

Tom whisked us into the special airport lounge for people who know how to travel. An oasis in the frantic world of airports. Us normal people don’t even know these little oasis’s are there at the back of airports. No noise, nice food if you are hungry and great seats.. such bliss after such a long trip. Apparently there were showers and a gym if we were so inclined. We were not.

Candace picked us up in her Dad’s Cadillac.. another great treat, as I love old American cars and as promised, we had bought the sorely needed rain. I had spent the last few months, once we knew we were coming here, asking for rain to accompany us and it was pouring. Great stuff. They were very pleased. And a good soaking was just the last pleasure to add to the many, of our journey.

The farm is about a half hour drive from Wichita and we arrived in the dark, so we couldn’t the see the size of it but knowing that farms in England generally are a few acres I was not prepared for how big it actually is. More like half a county to our little city minds!!

We got to meet some of the farm occupants that night. There are 3 dogs altogether but only two were at home at that moment. Cowboy, is a beautiful Labrador who soon succumbed to Steve’s charm and enticements, but Finn an exquisite Viszla – (a Hungarian bird-hunting dog) would have none of it. He is a rescue dog who just turned up here, knowing that he would find kindness and care and love, love, love. All it would appear, he had known before, was pain and terror. He is slender and gorgeous but we are told he is now twice the size he was when they took him in, being so thin you could see his heart beating through his chest. He stays well away running round the house trying to make sure you don’t get near enough to pet him and so we have yet to win him over, although Steve has managed to stroke him whilst Candace stayed next to him. Cowboy takes such good care of him that Tom and Candace say that Finn is Cowboy’s dog and tell him to go get his dog and he does.. so lovely to see.

Poet is the Cat who is o.k. with us, but the other cat Nicky, who is so very beautiful…. is also very wary, as again this cat was rescued. Once again we have come across this strange dichotomy here in the States of meeting so many people who have rescue dogs and cats and so there are people with such big hearts who open their homes to these damaged little beings, but I wonder about the other side of that coin of the people who damaged them so badly.

In the morning I went out to the Paddock with Tom to see the horses.. Rio a male, or a used to be male.. poor thing!!, then Mama Belle and Luna Belle.  I am a little wary of horses since one bit Steve a while ago, so of course they sense this immediately and kept a little distance until they could feel that I felt safe and then they came forward to check me out. They are so beautiful and Rio has pale blue eyes, which look so unusual in a horse. In the enclosure next to them is a wonderfully feisty little donkey called Elvis. It is Elvis who has won Steve’s heart and he adores him. He is “guard-donkey” as he will keep the coyotes at bay and will in fact kick and kill one if it tried to get near to the horses. The coyotes gave us full song on our first night and it was lovely to hear them. However, the skunk also turned up and did a turn, which in skunk terms means he gave us a little puff of his fetching odour into the air filtering into our bedroom. So kind…

We got to hear the horrors of Skunk oil. My mind boggled at how invasive it is, how the longevity of the smell lasts for months.. not days or weeks and how it cannot be washed off or out of clothes, skin or especially inquisitive dogs. Even being in the proximity of where the smell has been without it actually getting on you, is enough to make you have to throw objects away. I determined that if I saw him, I would give him great respect and not do anything which might alarm him into showing off his aromatherapy skills to this English aromatherapist..

Tom took me out the next morning on a little kind of go-cart, called a Gator, to go over the whole plot and to our little suburban minds .. it is VAST. I would get lost once I went past the first fence but Tom knows his land like the back of his hand and his paths created by his hard work with the tractor are obviously his pride and joy. The dogs chased the cart all the way and obviously love every minute of being alongside this man they adore. I was petrified they would go under the wheels and they remind me of the Irish dogs who chase cars and try to bite the tyres.. but that’s the Irish for you, always being more creative in everything they do!

Steve got the tour after me as the Gator only seats two at a time. He too was so surprised at how much land is here. He got to drive the Gator and then he got to drive a tractor, which he took to like a duck to water and took some hay out to the horses and then out to a pasture. The horses instantly loved him so all his daily walks to feed the horses over on Harlow common where we live, paid off big time. Tom had bought us our own farm tee shirts and gloves and a fetching cowboy kerchief. They will match the amazing Two Step cowboy hats which we packed and bought with us, again a lovely gift from Tom.

The rain had made a big difference, as already the grass was greener than the day before. It has been very hard here with continual high temperatures and no rain. Candace and Tom are treating this land with such reverence and care and doing everything organic and I think the land is responding to that, so that the native grass they planted – without any pesticides or fertilizers – is doing better than the neighbours and it would appear that it is the morning dew which is keeping it all going. Nature is so wonderful if you let her be.

Candace has found a little circle of land here, which appears to have a very interesting quality. She looked out to the field one day and had what could only be described as a ‘vision’ although it appeared so real to her that she attempted to capture what she was seeing on her phone camera. A huge column of light was over the field and inside it seemed to be laser lights zipping back and forth. She couldn’t tell if it was coming up or coming down but as it appeared to be coming down she thought it must be from a craft of some sort but there was nothing in the air. It did not record on her phone much to her chagrin.

In the next few days life moved her in a certain direction to come in contact with an amazing lady who is going all over the world and energizing ‘Portals’ or energetic stone circles. Candace ended up going to see her and when she saw the artwork which Marcia does, it was exactly a replica of what is being sensed in this circle on this land. Tom and Candace have now outlined this circle in the land with 13 large tree stumps so it looks like a wonderful mini Rollright Stones (which can be found in Oxford, England) and they have had gatherings here with ceremonies in the circle and it is just wonderful. I had bought a special crystal, which I had been energizing at home to be buried here and we had a gathering on Tuesday night of friends of Candace’s and Marcia. Marcia was to conduct a ceremony and make the most of an incredibly full moon energy. One of the party did some amazing sound work with a huge gong and it was really quite special to be able to experience how this works, as it a modality which I have never explored… Sound vibrational work.

Candace Smudges, Marcia Prepares, Steve and Annie Wait

The ceremony itself was quiet, meditative and we were really waiting for Marcia to lead us but she conducts the ceremony in silent contemplation. Suddenly an incredible noise went past the circle. I can only describe it like a boomerang going.. Whoosh, Whoosh, Whoosh, .. it only seemed to ‘switch on’ as it got the parameter of the circle, we did not hear it coming and neither did we hear it disappear into the distance. There was nothing to see, but everyone said.. “What was that!!!” Steve had an understanding that it was a UFO and was able to describe to us what it was. Meanwhile I was watching a UFO, which was off in the distance but stayed around Marcia’s head, in my line of vision. It went up, along, stopped, went back, up again, got bright then diffused, then after about 10 or 15 minutes it just went straight up in the air. After quite a while we then disbanded and talked about what we had felt or seen. For me, apart from the noise, the Ufo’s, the lovely people and the gong!!, my favourite experience was watching the cloud bank over the circle. The clouds formed a perfect circle over our heads, very much like the clouds in Close Encounters of the Third Kind, when the Craft is coming on in over the mountaintop. It was beautiful and as soon as we started to break up the energy and talk, the cloud circle started to dissipate, quite extraordinary. There were 13 of us altogether (although Candace did not in the end know how many would turn up), and that was perfect too, as there are 13 tree stumps, one for each of us to sit on. The full moon was spectacular and made everyone visible to each other.

I picked up lots of really interesting energetic anomalies, more than I have ever experienced before in any Stone circle and some of it was confirmed by Marcia or Candace as having been experienced by other people. I still need to sit down and try to draw what I saw and we will spend more time going out there and doing some meditations. At one point Steve was holding on to my arm as my body was being swayed so hard from side to side by the energies! Such a drama queen!

Raven the female dog has now joined us, she was taking a holiday with Candace’s parents and the menagerie in the house is now complete. 3 dogs – 2 cats and oh I forgot.. 9 chickens, which come and sit with us on the porch and give us the most amazing fresh eggs. It’s my job to go collect and I love it… I have to cover up my toenails and my pretty flip flops as they believe both could be strawberries and they peck at them, failing that they will have a munch on Tom’s ankles. One landed on his lap as he was reading his newspaper on his iPad and was very disgruntled to be dumped back down on the deck. Country life!!

Last night a quick squall came on in and with the power of the internet, Tom was able to say it was coming and how long it would last. Amazing. I went into the bedroom and it was lashing down outside the bedroom window and yet the front porch was still sunny. As predicted it did not last long, about one fifth of an inch, but because the sun came out quickly we were treated to a wonderful double rainbow.

So Steve got up from his nap and took himself off for his jaunt around the fields as he seems to have adopted the land and all who live on it, as his own. The dogs took off with him, as Finn will not allow Cowboy to go and have fun without him, but the sedate lady Raven sat with us and watched. Elvis and the girls and Rio got some attention, but Steve was into a long walk. On his way back however, Tom yelled out to watch out as Cowboy was trying to roll, a sure sign that he could have encountered Mr Fragrant Skunk out for a jaunt too. Finn had been barking and rushing off so Steve had felt something was amiss but did not know what.

He came back with the dogs and all heck broke loose. Cowboy had apparently encountered the fragrant black and white one and got some attention from said creature. Candace and Tom became as lively as I have ever seen anyone be from a very laid back – enjoying the sunset- on my porch – position and all the doors were quickly shut off to Steve and dogs especially Cowboy who had no idea what he had done, but knew it was something….. terrible….. head down … tail down.. poor thing.

Steve had to strip off, pass the Candace nose test, (wish I had filmed this bit, Steve is so unused to having someone sniff him).. and had to change his clothes and put them in a bag which was sealed. Finn meanwhile was trying to get in and he knew something really …. terrible… was going on and he wanted to get in under the table and out of it all.. However, in the sniffing contest.. Candace ascertained that Finn won hands down.. Go Finn!! Poor thing apparently had got the full attention of Mr Skunk.. Cowboy apparently, might have only passed through the vapour …

Steve sat with me saying he should be in the doghouse with the dogs, he felt awful. As if he knew the skunk was there, or that the dogs would go and interact to see who could dodge the noxious vapour cloud, the quickest.

Poor Candace and Tom, who are veterans to this situation, knew that they had to somehow clean up the dogs, as they could not possibly come back into the house. They found a recipe for a mix on the Internet and luckily they had all the ingredients. It then became like a scene out of a virus attack war zone. Both had to put on really old clothes, old shoes and big industrial gloves. The dogs can not be washed initially as it is Skunk oil and if you add water, it then carries the oil onto the dogs skin.. Disastrous! So this concoction made up into a paste has to lathered onto them and rubbed off. Candace had to keep taking time out just to breathe as it is all so overpowering and also she could not keep up her potent sniffing abilities to know where to work next, as her nose was so full of the smell.

Steve and I made ourselves very small on the sofa and kept saying.. ‘Can we help?’ Telepathically I heard.. ‘I think you’ve done enough thanks” but the wonderful duo swear this was not their thoughts and Candace seemed to be genuinely delighted that I would have a good story to tell on my first blog account. I think Skunks might take over from American Bathrooms and wandering suitcases.

(Our new suitcases, by the way, stayed with us..all the way.. most impressive)

The new Internet advice worked a treat apparently and Cowboy was let back in although Finn has to stay out for a while. He keeps looking in the window saying.. ”But what did I do?!!” and Cowboy keeps hanging his head and says…”I’m not sure what we did.. but it was bad… real bad….” Bless them. It’s very lucky that Finn will not let me touch him anyway, as I would feel so guilty not being able to pet him.

Raven stayed sedately watching it all and wondering what the fuss was all about. Poet the cat stayed under the table, I think because anything, which is black and white, which he is, and is a little critter probably should keep out of the way for a while.

Finally after ages, Tom and Candace came on it and seemed so relieved that the paste had worked. First time they had ever seen a solution to skunk oil.

Steve and I went to bed and just for good measure I think Skunky boy came and gave a little triumphant whiff outside our window, just in case we felt left out. The coyotes howled – I actually could detect laughter in their song – and we finally all got to bed.

6 a.m. Tom and Steve were up and out for their 9 hour trip to Austin and some time together doing ‘boy stuff’.. football matches and suchlike and so Candace and I are having a great time just catching up….and putting the world to rights…and sitting in the circle with the sun going down.. magic…
Much love

Annie

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Solstice Wrap Up and Have you heard the Hum?

July 10, 2011

At the end of the evening of Summer Solstice, Marcia was smiling, but I think a bit tired, and I don’t blame her. We had a very full day and Marcia had the fewest moments to herself. I shooed her out of the kitchen after her kind offer to help finish tidying up and off she went into the guest bath for a shower. I wiped the counters and started a load of laundry, then started the dishwasher.

I stood for a moment in the kitchen. What was I thinking? I just sent my lovely houseguest off to the shower and at the same time I started not only the dishwasher but also the washing machine. Our little farmhouse wasn’t equipped for that much hot water, or was it? I pondered that idea for a moment in the kitchen thinking about how loud it was at the moment. Shower, dishwasher and wash machine, all at the same time.

But, it seemed there was another noise, even on top of those things. A hum of some sort. What was it? I tried to listen more closely. I stood for a very long time. Maybe 2 or 3 minutes. It sounded a bit like a diesel truck idling in the front yard. But no one was there. I didn’t think so anyway so I walked to the front door and opened it and stood on the porch.

Yes, I could still hear it, but where was it coming from? Again I waited. Another two or three minutes. The hum stayed steady and came in waves. What was I hearing?

No apparent source was forthcoming so I went back inside and tried to dismiss what I was hearing. I went back to my chores but the hum was just too persistent. Marcia was still in the shower and I went back outside for the second time.

I decided to walk away from the house and stood in the middle of the driveway. The hum sang on, no louder no quieter than inside the house or on the front porch. For a minute or two I stopped trying to puzzle out what I was hearing and just admired the evening outside and the soft evening air. I really love living in the countryside. My soul is so very happy out here!

Then, I heard something. It was the familiar sound of a subwoofer, approaching from the east. “OH, so that’s what I was hearing,” I thought, as the car drove by at about 60 miles an hour.

Is funny, how that logical part of one’s brain just latches on to a “logical” explanation that happens by. My left brain was comforted knowing what had been making the humming noise. It was the sub woofer of a car! Mystery solved.

Except, really, that makes no sense whatsoever, does it? In total, I heard the humming, pulsing beat for likely 20 or 25 minutes or more. No car, traveling 60 miles an hour, could make my house hum for that amount of time, and so consistently, if it was just driving past.

What was I hearing? I do not know, but, here is what not one but TWO very awakened friends of mine shared with me the next day.

From Jacq: That ties in with what my husband and I experienced yesterday evening. My husband was in the kitchen and he said, ‘Jacq, I’ve just felt the floor move, like it was shuddering!’ As we don’t get earthquakes in the UK (well, not in London anyway) and we are nowhere need the Underground he was really surprised so I immediately turned off the TV as I felt I had to listen to the earth and sure enough I could hear a distinct hum that lasted for a couple of minutes. At first I thought it was a distant car alarm but it was too soft and undulating for that. I was quite disappointed when it ended.

I wonder what the Earth was trying to say to us.

And the following was a dream/vision from our lovely friend Annie.

Dream/vision – Wednesday 22nd June – Day after Summer Solstice

I dreamt I was in a vast open space – outside – it was a field.

There was a physical ‘contraption’ which was a huge spiral conveyor belt, which was about 4 foot tall at its apex in the middle and gradually dropped in height down through the spiral until it reached the ground level. Water gently bubbled up out of the contraption and filtered slowly down and around the spiral.

Somehow (I don’t know how this worked as it was a dream and anything is possible) from the centre these small mini platforms just appeared up through the middle of the spiral and then moved their way down the spiral out to circle of space around at the bottom. At the bottom was a vast open plain where things put onto the spiral accumulated.

People came to the spiral and walked up it in a clockwise direction and placed whatever they had bought onto one of the platforms and then watched it go round the spiral and end up on the open space at the bottom.

There were loads of people there. They were either putting things on the spiral conveyor belt or they were looking at the open space at the bottom to see if there was anything they needed. If there was, they picked it up and took it away with them. Other people collected these things, if not picked up, and took them to another huge building with a tent like cover and placed them in there on rows and rows of tables….

Although most of what I was seeing being placed onto the spiral was physical, and edible, like flowers… crops and fruit, (I never saw any meat being placed there), there were also metaphysical items… shapes and colours and weird designs.. see-through boxes which looked like they were made of crystal… and some exquisite things, which were luminous and just kept changing shape…

There was an overall sound in the air as everyone who stepped onto the spiral and made their way clockwise up the route was humming… (I think now I am writing.. that they were humming the vibration of their own energy, but I am guessing at that as it wasn’t made clear in the dream I am just remembering the low constant hum of sound)

As I re-read this for errors I am ‘seeing’ that maybe it (the hum) was the sound the earth made in response to the energy field of each person.

So what was all of this about?

I don’t know but I did a bit of research. The earth seems to hum in places, and some hums are famous, such as the” Taos Hum”. It also seems like the hums are increasing, and strange noises are being heard from caves and other places on our planet. So is solar and space noise. We any or all of these things connected? I just don’t know.

I do think its interesting that my lovely friends had similar experiences and/or dreams/visions at the same time.

Have YOU heard anything hum lately?

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Solstice Notes, and a Message from the Grandmother to the Grandmothers

July 7, 2011

The following notes were taken after I attended each public session of Source in Silence on the Summer Solstice of 2011 at Atira Moon Farm.

7am session-Vibrant purple and aqua energy emanates from Marcia like a giant aura. She disappeared quite a lot from my vision. I saw Light beams connect to the sky, facets of her face, multiplying in the round. I saw a string of light appear that was a thin light column, then larger as it enveloped her in sparkles that reminded me of the sparks from the light column dream.

1pm session-Its warm and sunny and pure golden light emanates and pulses from Marcia. She seems to have a gold and green aura now. Fingers of swirling sunflower petals and orange snake tendrils  flow from her head and hair in an amazing complex pattern.

7pm session- I decide almost immediately to ask to speak to the Grandmother during this last session; the woman I first saw in Marcia’s face, the one I have seen inside the Sacred Site Circle during my regression. I look toward the West where I remembered seeing her before. She appears. A woman I do not know, who is standing next to me in the circle begins to cry softly. The Grandmother glances at her briefly then, looks into my eyes and her words flow directly into my head.

The Council of 13 Shamans.

Are so very pleased. You have asked me to describe myself. I am Grandmother to the Grandmothers and I open my arms in gratitude for your participation and loving service offered to the planet and humanity.

You have asked why it is these Native American Shamans speak to you, as you are fair and blonde and currently have no discernible Indian blood in your veins.

We tell you, and assure you, this is not a requirement for communication.

What is required is a deep love and respect for our Earth mother, and this you truly do have. Any human who aligns themself to the planet may speak with us, and we invite others to do so.

We can and do participate in sending messages to you with all of the animal and plant and earth and water and wind spirits. YES! the tiny sunflower in the hayfield that bloomed at your feet while you were laying upon your back WAS a message from us! Our first physical manifestation to you here on this land. Believe it. A mid summer blooming sunflower rose and opened its petals to greet you on what was in your known reality a cold and windy late winter day! You knew it was a sign and it was indeed. It was a small miracle created to assure your presence and also to ignite your dreams.

You, and your husband too, are indeed a part of the grid that is forming, the important network of light around your planet which is crucial for her and indeed humanity’s goal of ascension. Gathering in groups and combining your energies and thoughts amplify your, and humanity’s heart power, and this is what is so very needed and so very necessary.

And then, Marcia bowed and the session was over. I didn’t want it to be over, really, so I stayed and just laid down on my back and let the experience soak in. It was such a magnificent evening and a lovely end to a wonderful day. I replayed the Grandmother’s words in my head.

No matter how many inexplicable things happen to me over the years and no matter how strong these messages are, my logical left brain STILL feels compelled to minimize and explain away the magic, and this time was no different. But, the logical complaints were weak and came in a small insecure voice, and were fairly easy to dismiss.

Especially when I think of that tiny sunflower blooming at my feet. In Kansas. In March. Yes. Yes, I believe it all.

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Solstice Recap – Manifesting.

July 6, 2011

In many ways Summer Solstice 2011 at Atira Moon was an extraordinary event. Of course the Source in Silence Sessions conduited by Marcia McCoy were without comparison. We had full circles for each of the three public time slots, and all of the private sessions were also filled. We had several people who traveled quite a distance to attend the event. A couple of lovely ladies made the trip from out of state. I think they found the drive worthwhile.

There are so many things I could talk about as it relates to that day, but today I want to talk about the concept of “manifesting”. People who are studying spirituality are aware of the term. In some ways it almost seems over used. It is said we create our own realities; we manifest that which happens to us. Many wise ones and also those not so wise have much to say about how to “manifest”. I read just about everything I can on the subject.

I think its still a mystery. It is for me anyway.

However, I do give the idea of manifesting a go quite often in my life and, I am often pleasantly rewarded for the effort. Such was the case in regards to the Solstice.

As I prepared for this event at Atira Moon, I found myself creating a mental list. I share that list with you below:

  1. My mother will remain in stable health for the duration of the event.
  2. Marcia will have a safe and pleasant trip to Atira Moon from Santa Fe.
  3. The weather will be lovely for the day of the event, not too hot, not too windy, hopefully with slightly overcast skies to soften the sun and no thunderstorms please.
  4. There will be no insect surprises in the circle that day.
  5. The oil pump jack that sits in the field next door will be totally quiet and completely silent for that day.
  6. The circle will be filled for every public session and only lovely supportive people will come to Atira Moon.
  7. The lone rogue sunflower that was growing outside the patio door will bloom on Solstice Morning.

I started manifesting this list weeks in advance. This is what happened:

  1. Mom was, in fact quite stable during June 20-22. Thanks Mom.
  2. Marcia had a fine trip to Atira Moon. Chased by the New Mexico fires, a thunderstorm blew her into the farm just 15 minutes before an amazing downpour and hail barage. We ate smoked salmon sandwiches and watched the rain pour from the sky. Afterwards, we went outside and I took this photo that I posted on Solstice Eve. Tell me you do NOT see “the matrix” in this picture!
  3. The weather on the day of the Solstice was spectacular. It was fresh, cool and moist from the rain we got from the storm the night before. The day never got warmer than 84 degrees and the wind was gentle from the south. The morning session in particular was just perfect.
  4. No insect surprises!
  5. Now this one is very interesting. The field next door has an oil well pump jack. Happily it is electric driven and not diesel, and in the main, it is fairly quiet although I admit, I do not like to hear it at all. It runs sometimes for weeks at a time and often just stops for unknown reasons for a day or a few days at a time. I very much wanted the thing to be still and quiet for our Solstice. It stopped the day before.
  6. This one is self explanatory. Everyone who arrived here was absolutely lovely and supportive!
  7. This rogue sunflower bloomed on EXACTLY the day I requested. This last item on the list was just so sweet and lovely to observe happening just exactly as I asked. Just as I “manifested”! That sunflower had been growing for weeks, from the seed I spread for the birds out the back door. And it bloomed the morning of the Solstice.There certainly is something to this manifesting thing!

Next New Earth Journey Blog Entry: Source in Silence Session notes from yours truly. Then, After the Session: Gaia Hums?!

Stay tuned. Its very busy at the farm. We are putting up hay, I have regression sessions and there are always more farm chores to be done than there is time to do them.

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