I am finding it hard to get back into the energies of place. My spirit is still roaming the West Coast of the US. I am awake and sleeping at the 'wrong' hours and my 'being' is still processing my experiences.

This the last full moon of the decade, taken on the 12th day of the 12th month. In the High Sierra Mountains. The Cold Moon. A portal moon. It was captured whilst bathed in 104°F of warm swirling waters, of an outdoor Jacuzzi, surrounded by snow during ritual space, to the sounds of the surrounding forest. By Lake Tahoe. Pure Peace.

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I asked 'Them Upstairs' what came next? Flooded with a torrent of Joy, and the Spirit and Egrigore of Place, images of thousands of seeds being planted in fertile and lush fields all over the Earth flashed into my vision. It was thus the moment when I took another quantum leap into that deep place of Oneness, our human ability to feel that Divine connection with all that exists, and the Knowing of all that we might create together when we feel united in that place. Aho.
Alongside the Glastonbury Unity Candle, I look forward, in my Crone Years, to planting more seeds in lush and fertile ground over this upcoming new decade, my 70th one on this planet.
I look forward to sharing our oneness, our connectedness, so that we might allow our global community to be further strengthened and grow in love, understanding, and inclusivity. My hope is that this might go some way towards aiding us to find the strength to face the challenge of our dying global conditions, and the polarisation of our ideologies...together. Fancy helping me? I can’t do this alone.
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(The next photo is of me connecting with the great Cedar, as my last ceremony, by the waters of The Great Spirit Lake known as Tahoe and thanking the Spirit and Ancestors of Place.)

3rd December 2019
It didn't rain today and and I even got to wear my sunglasses.
The morning saw us enjoying a spelndid breakfast before heading through the performing arts area of San Francisco and up and down hilly streets known for their cable cars until we reached Grace Cathedral. Here I walked the labyrinth and lit the flame of the Glastonbury Unity Candle in the Aids Interfaith Memorial Chapel.​

 
The afternoon was spent at the Legion of Honor Fine Arts Museum. The core collection is Rodin, among other European works of art but the visiting exhibition was Tissot's. 'Fashion and Faith!'.  It was breathtaking and utterly magnificent to see the work of one of my favourite artists in reality. Devised in collaboration with the Musée d’Orsay in Paris, the Legion has brought together 60 paintings by Tissot – including some previously thought lost – as well as prints, drawings and cloisonné enamels. It traces his remarkable journey – from medievalist, to wildly successful society painter, to religious artist whose Bible illustrations, while little-known today, have resonated as far as modern cinema. There was one that struck me the most. The Apparition. I have seen it many times in books and on the web but not the original. The light shone brightly out of the work and it was real. How he captured it is beyond my understanding. I gazed on it for an age. 

The Legion also offered great views over the Bay to my right, and to my left, afforded my first clear view of the Pacific.
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The evening was spent at the home of a delightful Russian emigre who royally entertained us with great food, wine and conversation and thus the day continued until I fell face down on my hotel bed.

MORE TO COME...

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