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Pans Alchemical Garden

6/27/2019

Pans Alchemical Garden

I awoke to Pan whispering in my ear ' Wake up and follow me !', ' Shit leave me alone im sleeping ' i replied. 'No get up' he said insistently ..
I dragged myself up out of bed at 6 am this morning hearing Him talking to me.'Follow me follow me' he kept on saying......
I've been through a lot lately processing lots of personal issues in my life and have been a total Hermit, doing lotsa meditations etc working through my stuffl. A vast aspect of my prayers has been to Pan and the Goddess and something most of you will have seen that i call Pans Garden..
I'd lost my center a while ago and have been desperately trying to grasp it back and reignite my magikal passion.
I have been going through moments of extreme doubt and confusion and have waited patiently for signs to move forward again and come out of my reclusive state..
This morning when Pan came he kept proclaiming' We Love you, we love you Yanu, just follow me'.
After a while i went into complete trance with his whispering in my ear and somehow managed to get dressed and showered and headed out with Pan astrally prancing in front of me...
Every now and then he would yell ' We love you, don't worry, forgive yourself, Shes is coming, shes is cominggggg..'
To cut a long story short after about a 20 minute bike ride through Valencia where i now live i found myself at a doorway as seen in the pics below... ' Inside, inside' Pan kept yelping.
I opened the doors slowly , now coming out of the deep trance.
There in front of me was a magnificent entrance that led to a statue of a man and woman in embrace, then my heart stopped. The women was pointing to something at first i could not see, then as i saw it, i literally fell to me knees weeping.. Her delicate white hand pointed to the head of a Goat, to Pan himself.

The significance of this for me at this stage of my process is more than i can explain here but needless to say i felt loved beyond compare, as Pan astrally danced around me laughing.
'See' he said 'We loveeeee youuuuu, heres your garden!'
The shock of this left me trembling, not only did this moment instantly lift me up and out of my melancholy but bought me to the realization that Pan Himself had literally bought me here, to His Garden something i have been in search of for many years now.
The rest of the morning i wandered around the magnificent alchemical gardens, so many symbolic references were there, more than i can describe that have meaning for my life and its purpose.I was entranced all afternoon wandering from one power spot to another including Flora the Goddess of Flowers, the MagikalChild riding the back of Pan, Mercury, Dionysious and many many more.
Not only have i now returned to my power and center but i have literally found it externally out in the world here in this glorious Alchemical Garden.

PAN BE PRAISED !

p.s. Just to make clear i have never before been to this Garden , nor had i any knowledge of its existence, it was truly a miracle that Pan guided me there x bless x

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Black Ocean

4/22/2019

BLACK OCEAN

'I am no longer concerned with consciousness for it is already aware of itself.
What fascinates me more is the unconscious and its perpetual undulating revelations !

OSCULUM INFAME

3/19/2019

The Tears of Pan

3/5/2019

THE TEARS OF PAN

Trickle drop, trickle drop, trick all drop
Like fishes from rivers that flipety flop

Hickeldy pickledy pickle de plop
Like splashes of water upon the rooftop

When will they when will they when will they stop
Like hands from the frozen grandfather clock

Wiggledy pigaldy wiiggeldy ploc
The faerys are screaming the worms are in shock

Hex away hex away hex away hop
The wizard is wandering oh where is his flock

Boggledy woggledy boggledly wop
Where is the gremlin that’s hidden my sock

This away that a way this away knock
The door will not open the poison hemlock

Shackety wackerty shackety wok
The chickens are squawking the cry of the cock

Pita pan pata pan pita pan poc
He cannot stop weeping the garden gates locked !

Painting 'PAN WITH TEARS' by Linda Lundell
Poetry:Y.Zsigo

Alessandro Cortini - Scappa

3/3/2019

Pan's Garden

2/28/2019

Templo de Diana ~ Segunto

2/19/2019

Templo de Diana ~ Segunto

Synchronicity abounds at such an astounding rate in our lives. On two separate occasions, two people suggested we should visit Sagunto here in Valencia. Both spontaneously, without reference to each other and completely out of the blue, without being prompted by any previous conversation of good places to go etc.
The timing of us finally going on this Full Moon couldnt be more perfect. Needless to say from the moment we arrived magic poured forth as bright as the spanish sunshine.
Following our intuition we found ourselves at an ancient Temple dedicated to the Goddess Diana, with the original wall and ritual baths still intact. As well was a wonderful small exhibition on the creation and inspiration of the origins of Theater and how the original performances were always ritualistic and had an alter built to honor the god Dionysious...
We are in the process of creating our own Ceremonial Theater and the relevance of this day and its direct message straight from the heart of Diana's Temple was not lost on us.

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Pan's Grail

8/16/2018

Pan's Grail

Pan whispered in our ears ' Come to the woods, come dance with me in the green, drink from the
Fountain of Dreams, come to me, come to me '...
We live a Magickal Life one full of wonder and transformation, every day unfolds like a story from a fantastical novel, yet it it not fantasy, it is our lives and it is magickal !

Gifmagik / Pan be praised

7/24/2018

Gifmagik / Pan be praised

A Magical Life

5/9/2018

A Magical Life

Both me and my beloved went out walking at dusk after performing a small ceremony at home, asking for guidance and protection on some issues we have been dealing with in our personal lives.
Whilst meditating i saw us walking down a path in our local park by a canal, a beautiful green area just down the road from our house.
Immediately afterwards we put on our jackets and went for a walk in the exact same park as i had seen in my meditation. It was beautiful in the now darkening spring evening walking there hand in hand chatting about nothing in particular. Then as often happens a strange sensation ran through us both and we both immediately stopped to acknowledge it.
Just a few steps further and there at our feet from a broken branch was Algiz the Rune of protection, i instantly picked it up thanking the Spirits for this blessing. Laughingly we continued walking, then again the strange tingling sensation, a few steps more and now at our feet Isa, the Rune of standstill, ice and withdrawal. Picking up this magical symbol we continued walking but now in silent reverence. Just a few minutes more and once again the strange sensation and now at our feet lay Fehu the Rune of fulfillment , possessions and nourishment.
Once again thanking the Spirits for these talismanic messages from the Otherworld we continued walking feeling now very loved and protected

Then about 15 minutes more and something even stranger happened. Once again we both felt the strange tingling up and down our spines, we both stopped looking to the ground for possibly another Rune at our feet but none were to be found. Now both buzzing intensely i turned on the flashlight on my mobile phone as it was now dark and the sun had set.
As i turned on the light it instantly reflected off of something at the base of a tree just a few meters in front of us.
'Whats that' i said out loud to Jolinde, not believing our eyes as we walked closer, there at the foot of a large tree, was a small doorway a small faery door firmly fixed to the tree. We both stood there in amazement this tingling sensation increasing through our bodies until we entered into communion with the landscape, with that that had given us a clear message through the fallen runes and this beautiful Faery Gateway.....
In England i can imagine seeing such a doorway walking the winding roads of Somerset or Cornwall but in Haarlem never have i seen such a thing. Our little neighborhood is turning out to be a very magical place, what with the Pan statue here, our local Kabouter Garden and now this....

Upon returning home i bound the Runes we had found together and have placed them above our front door as a binding Rune to protect us from those that may wish us ill.
Magic is a foot, the Spirit World is always close to us and communicating constantly if we would only listen.
May you all be as blessed as we are !

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