{"id":17750,"date":"2018-08-01T01:10:32","date_gmt":"2018-08-01T06:10:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paganpages.org\/content\/?p=18787"},"modified":"2018-07-30T12:24:11","modified_gmt":"2018-07-30T17:24:11","slug":"eclipsed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/2018\/08\/01\/eclipsed\/","title":{"rendered":"Eclipsed"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Lunar Eclipse and Blood Moon 27 July 2018<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18788\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar1.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"446\" height=\"333\" \/><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">My dear friend Susan Rossi who is a gifted astrologer (<a href=\"https:\/\/openchannelastrology.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">https:\/\/openchannelastrology.com\/<\/a>) has taught me to pay close attention to eclipses and the, so called, annual Eclipse Season. She tells me that eclipses act as gates or portals for human consciousness we can pass through. If we handle the challenges right we can even unhook from \u201ckarmic theatre\u201d \u2013 meaning that we can put long-standing dysfunctional dynamics between us and others to res<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">t<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">. Easier said than done, but when we achieve it there <\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">is<\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"> instant relief and head space.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">In November last year I discovered some cysts in my breast which opened a period of medical investigations married to deep inner work on Mother Issues: <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Myself as both mother and \u201cshadow mother\u201d of three teenage sons, parenting with great delight all my personal imperfections<\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">My real life Mother and my Inner Mother (the magical place within where I can mother myself because I am a grown-up now!)<\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">My Mother-In-Law and life-giver of my husband<\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<li><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">People who have reached out to me in maternal ways during my lifetime. (Women who have nourished my soul and afforded me shelter under their wing when I needed it \u2013 I am eternally grateful to them all!)<\/span><\/span><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">As a family we plan our summer around our children\u2019s school holiday. We did not consult an astrologer but nevertheless we were at my mother\u2019s house in the Netherlands the day the July 12<\/span><sup><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">th<\/span><\/sup><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"> eclipse occurred and my mother-in-law was here with us in Sweden for last night \u2018s lunar eclipse and Blood Moon.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>You cannot make that up!!<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Anyway, I decided to walk through these Eclipse Gates intuitively. It is tempting to read other people\u2019s interpretations and astrological interpretations as there is a myriad of on-line articles just one click of the mouse away.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Here in Sweden forest fires rage and everyone is praying for rain. Last night\u2019s eclipse brought that rain!! Actually it started raining the exact moment I started writing this article! I performed an informal rain dance, naked in the forest, at 4 a.m. this morning and a passing wild boar family grunted at me. One bat nearly landed on my head. \u2013 I must have done something right\u2026<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">We took my mother-in-law for an outing on the lake in the early evening (this involved requesting permission from the local castle and land owner to use their jetty \u2013 and permission was granted!) <\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The first sign of the eclipse was a most peculiar cloud appearing over the lake. Our whole family collectively shifted into an altered state of consciousness.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18789\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar2.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">This was followed by some sightings of a beaver swimming alongside our boat.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">A few hours later the Blood Moon rose: hard to spot, the palest orange outline against a metal blue Scandinavian sky. All photographs of it failed. They just show darkness \u2013 as (I guess) the Moon wants them too. (I do not want to be photographed either when I disrobe and step away from prying eyes).<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The next stage of the eclipse process looked like a red horse shoe birthing a new galaxy \u2013 or possibly an embryo gestating in deep sacred darkness:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">This article will now continue in the form of photographs and poems as I do not yet have access to mainstream linear words for the Lunar Eclipse that occurred <\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>within me<\/i><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-18790\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar3.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"520\" height=\"373\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>The Queen of Blood<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">In one eclipse vision<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">I meet<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Queen of Blood and Lineage<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Seated on her throne<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Within me<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">She hands me her star-spangled cape<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Says<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Time to stop wearing<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Midnight Sun!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Stir the cauldron<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">That is the eclipsed Moon<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Make the Night Sky your altar cloth<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Big Dipper your ladle<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Remember the woman in the supermarket<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Who had<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Milky Way<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Winter Street<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Tattooed on her back?<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>You are She!!<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">You are the mother bear<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Whose spine is the Milky Way<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">As she walks The Winter Street<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">And leads the way through Darknesses<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">So it is safe<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">For the Moon to return<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Another day<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">When I die<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Wrap me in tonight\u2019s sky<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Let the Morning Sun<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Burn me in a watery blaze<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">The Eclipsed Moon<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Is my Home<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">I am<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">And I am not<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Simultaneously<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Eternally<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">This phase was followed by the tiniest crescent of reflected sunlight returning.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18791\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar4.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"450\" height=\"330\" \/><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">As this crescent expanded and we saw all phases of the Moon in one evening: a true once-a-century spectacle!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">Next planet Mars, at his closest point to Earth and fiery red, rose over the tree tops (I was observing all this from a forest by the Baltic Sea).<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">I meditated on all the occasions when I had felt eclipsed &#8211;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">and\/or played my part eclipsing others:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Eclipsed<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>During this<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Total lunar eclipse<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18792\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar5.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"215\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I no longer feel eclipsed<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>by people <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I gave too much power <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>They stood with me<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>As a male wolf-serpent ate the Moon<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>And a female serpent-wolf called Blame<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Unwound from my heart<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>She joined the Great Wolf in the Sky<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Where she swallowed some stars<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>But soon vomited up even more stars<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>My pain, my fear, <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>My attachment to that old self<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Now twinkle overhead<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>In the neighbourhood of the Pole Star<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Next Mars rises<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>The colour of pulsing rage<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>As he did so<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Three gunshots were heard<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>In the deep dark forest<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>They killed a phantom<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>The Old Me<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>As a crescent of light <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Reappeared on the Moon<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I stood naked<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Resurrected<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Safely wrapped<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>In a wolf fur sky<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Dream: I am the Universe<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>A few nights ago<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I dreamed that I was the Universe<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Brimming with stars<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Planets and black holes<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-18793\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar6-300x225.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" \/><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Cosmic Breath<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>A turning inside-<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>And outside-in<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Weaving in and out of existence<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Rhythm<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>So this is<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>The sound of<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>One hand clapping\u2026<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-18794\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar7.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"220\" height=\"182\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Skulls don\u2019t lie<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I look at the sky<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Where puffy clouds lie<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Skulls with pincers<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Crabs<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Lobsters<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Dis-ease<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>On a hot day<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Hidden in plain view<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Something in me dies<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Whenever I tell <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Polite lies<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I look at the sky<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Where my own skull<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Grins right back at me<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18795\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar8.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"574\" height=\"378\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Wild Boar Medicine<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i><b>(A small dose)<\/b><\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Right above<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Solstice Rock<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>The Resurrected Moon<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Rests in a tree<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>To meet all eyes<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Gazing up at her<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>They become one giant<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Golden eye<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>That will greet The Rising Sun too<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>With awe<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Without question<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Fifteen baby wild boar<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Return her gaze only briefly<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>While grazing in the field<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Believing that <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>The Resurrected Moon<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Is the Morning Sun<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>In the Scandinavian <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Sky<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>Having faced <\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>My fears and phantoms<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>I stand reborn<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>A Wild Boar Person<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>With solar attitude<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><i>A great love for solitude<\/i><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\">At this point I decided to go to bed but my bed turned into an art studio and \u201cpoet\u2019s corner\u201d as I cannot possibly sleep when the energy is so high!<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18796\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar9.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"585\" height=\"439\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-18797\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/Lunar10.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"551\" height=\"411\" \/><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>Imelda Almqvist, Sweden, 28 July 2018<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>***<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><b>About the Author:<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><a name=\"_GoBack\"><\/a> <span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><b>Imelda Almqvist <\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">is an international teacher of sacred art and Northern European shamanism. Her book\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><em><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Natural Born Shamans: A Spiritual Toolkit for Life (Using shamanism creatively with young people of all ages)<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">\u00a0was published by Moon Books in 2016.\u00a0 She was a presenter on the Shamanism Global Summit with The Shift Network in 2016 and 2017. In 2018 she is a presenter on Year of Ceremony with Sounds True. She divides her time between the UK, Sweden and the US. Her second book\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><em><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">Sacred art<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/em><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">: A Hollow Bone for Spirit (Where art Meets Shamanism) will be published on 29 March 2019. She is currently working on her third book: Medicine of the Imagination.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/gp\/product\/1785353683\/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=9325&amp;creativeASIN=1785353683&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;tag=paganpages-20&amp;linkId=d8acce6f42c1e27d9a8aad113393cd41\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Natural Born Shamans &#8211; A Spiritual Toolkit for Life: Using Shamanism Creatively with Young People of All Ages<\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/2NSu8uz\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-14366\" src=\"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/Shaman2-300x213.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"230\" height=\"163\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.shaman-healer-painter.co.uk\/\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, serif;\">www.shaman-healer-painter.co.uk<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><b>(website)<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/imeldaalmqvist.wordpress.com\/\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, serif;\">https:\/\/imeldaalmqvist.wordpress.com\/<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">\u00a0 <\/span><\/span><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><b>(blog)<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/results?search_query=imelda+almqvist\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, serif;\">https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/results?search_query=imelda+almqvist<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/a><\/span><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\">\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"justify\"><span style=\"font-size: medium;\"><b><span style=\"color: #333333;\"><span style=\"font-family: Arial, serif;\"><span style=\"font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: Times New Roman, serif;\">(Youtube channel: interviews, presentations and art videos)<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/span><\/b><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lunar Eclipse and Blood Moon 27 July 2018 My dear friend Susan Rossi who is a gifted astrologer (https:\/\/openchannelastrology.com\/) has taught me to pay close attention to eclipses and the, so called, annual Eclipse Season. She tells me that eclipses act as gates or portals for human consciousness we can pass through. If we handle the challenges right we can even unhook from \u201ckarmic theatre\u201d \u2013 meaning that we can put long-standing dysfunctional dynamics between us and others to rest. Easier said than done, but when we achieve it there is instant relief and head space. In November last year I discovered some cysts in my breast which opened a period of medical investigations married to deep inner work on Mother Issues: Myself as both mother and \u201cshadow mother\u201d of three teenage sons, parenting with great delight all my personal imperfections My real life Mother and my Inner Mother (the magical place within where I can mother myself because I am a grown-up now!) My Mother-In-Law and life-giver of my husband People who have reached out to me in maternal ways during my lifetime. (Women who have nourished my soul and afforded me shelter under their wing when I needed it \u2013 I am eternally grateful to them all!) As a family we plan our summer around our children\u2019s school holiday. We did not consult an astrologer but nevertheless we were at my mother\u2019s house in the Netherlands the day the July 12th eclipse occurred and my mother-in-law was here with us in Sweden for last night \u2018s lunar eclipse and Blood Moon. You cannot make that up!! Anyway, I decided to walk through these Eclipse Gates intuitively. It is tempting to read other people\u2019s interpretations and astrological interpretations as there is a myriad of on-line articles just one click of the mouse away. Here in Sweden forest fires rage and everyone is praying for rain. Last night\u2019s eclipse brought that rain!! Actually it started raining the exact moment I started writing this article! I performed an informal rain dance, naked in the forest, at 4 a.m. this morning and a passing wild boar family grunted at me. One bat nearly landed on my head. \u2013 I must have done something right\u2026 We took my mother-in-law for an outing on the lake in the early evening (this involved requesting permission from the local castle and land owner to use their jetty \u2013 and permission was granted!) The first sign of the eclipse was a most peculiar cloud appearing over the lake. Our whole family collectively shifted into an altered state of consciousness. This was followed by some sightings of a beaver swimming alongside our boat. A few hours later the Blood Moon rose: hard to spot, the palest orange outline against a metal blue Scandinavian sky. All photographs of it failed. They just show darkness \u2013 as (I guess) the Moon wants them too. (I do not want to be photographed either when I disrobe and step away from prying eyes). The next stage of the eclipse process looked like a red horse shoe birthing a new galaxy \u2013 or possibly an embryo gestating in deep sacred darkness: This article will now continue in the form of photographs and poems as I do not yet have access to mainstream linear words for the Lunar Eclipse that occurred within me. &nbsp; The Queen of Blood &nbsp; In one eclipse vision I meet The Queen of Blood and Lineage Seated on her throne Within me She hands me her star-spangled cape &nbsp; Says Time to stop wearing The Midnight Sun! Stir the cauldron That is the eclipsed Moon Make the Night Sky your altar cloth The Big Dipper your ladle &nbsp; Remember the woman in the supermarket Who had The Milky Way The Winter Street Tattooed on her back? You are She!! &nbsp; You are the mother bear Whose spine is the Milky Way As she walks The Winter Street And leads the way through Darknesses So it is safe For the Moon to return Another day &nbsp; When I die Wrap me in tonight\u2019s sky Let the Morning Sun Burn me in a watery blaze &nbsp; The Eclipsed Moon Is my Home I am And I am not Simultaneously Eternally &nbsp; This phase was followed by the tiniest crescent of reflected sunlight returning. As this crescent expanded and we saw all phases of the Moon in one evening: a true once-a-century spectacle! Next planet Mars, at his closest point to Earth and fiery red, rose over the tree tops (I was observing all this from a forest by the Baltic Sea). &nbsp; &nbsp; I meditated on all the occasions when I had felt eclipsed &#8211; and\/or played my part eclipsing others: &nbsp; Eclipsed &nbsp; During this Total lunar eclipse I no longer feel eclipsed by people I gave too much power &nbsp; They stood with me As a male wolf-serpent ate the Moon And a female serpent-wolf called Blame Unwound from my heart &nbsp; She joined the Great Wolf in the Sky Where she swallowed some stars But soon vomited up even more stars My pain, my fear, My attachment to that old self Now twinkle overhead In the neighbourhood of the Pole Star &nbsp; Next Mars rises The colour of pulsing rage As he did so Three gunshots were heard In the deep dark forest They killed a phantom The Old Me &nbsp; As a crescent of light Reappeared on the Moon I stood naked Resurrected Safely wrapped In a wolf fur sky &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Dream: I am the Universe A few nights ago I dreamed that I was the Universe Brimming with stars Planets and black holes Cosmic Breath A turning inside- And outside-in Weaving in and out of existence &nbsp; Rhythm So this is The sound of One hand clapping\u2026 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Skulls don\u2019t lie &nbsp; I look at the sky Where puffy clouds lie Skulls with pincers Crabs Lobsters Dis-ease &nbsp; On a hot day Hidden in plain view Something in me dies Whenever I tell Polite lies &nbsp; I look at the sky Where my own skull Grins right back at me &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Wild Boar Medicine (A small dose) &nbsp; Right above Solstice Rock The Resurrected Moon Rests in a tree To meet all eyes Gazing up at her They become one giant Golden eye That will greet The Rising Sun too With awe Without question &nbsp; Fifteen baby wild boar Return her gaze only briefly While grazing in the field Believing that The Resurrected Moon Is the Morning Sun In the Scandinavian Sky &nbsp; Having faced My fears and phantoms I stand reborn A Wild Boar Person With solar attitude A great love for solitude &nbsp; At this point I decided to go to bed but my bed turned into an art studio and \u201cpoet\u2019s corner\u201d as I cannot possibly sleep when the energy is so high! &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Imelda Almqvist, Sweden, 28 July 2018 *** About the Author: Imelda Almqvist is an international teacher of sacred art and Northern European shamanism. Her book\u00a0Natural Born Shamans: A Spiritual Toolkit for Life (Using shamanism creatively with young people of all ages)\u00a0was published by Moon Books in 2016.\u00a0 She was a presenter on the Shamanism Global Summit with The Shift Network in 2016 and 2017. In 2018 she is a presenter on Year of Ceremony with Sounds True. She divides her time between the UK, Sweden and the US. Her second book\u00a0Sacred art: A Hollow Bone for Spirit (Where art Meets Shamanism) will be published on 29 March 2019. She is currently working on her third book: Medicine of the Imagination. Natural Born Shamans &#8211; A Spiritual Toolkit for Life: Using Shamanism Creatively with Young People of All Ages www.shaman-healer-painter.co.uk\u00a0 (website) https:\/\/imeldaalmqvist.wordpress.com\/\u00a0 (blog) https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/results?search_query=imelda+almqvist\u00a0\u00a0 (Youtube channel: interviews, presentations and art videos) &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":229,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"iawp_total_views":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-17750","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17750","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/229"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=17750"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17750\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16830,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/17750\/revisions\/16830"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17750"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=17750"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/paganpages.org\/emagazine\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=17750"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}