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Messenger   17 comments

Ok, so I am a messenger, now I really know. But things have advanced for me over the last few days, in a way I could never see. I once wrote about a council of Faiths, it can be found here. On this I was very wrong, due to the message and Guidance Which Mother Danu gave to me yesterday.

A few days ago I saw a Duck which I had never seen before, and I wondered what it was, I am still not sure but I did ask for Guidance to add more Water/West into my life. Anyhow, I went online to find out about this Duck, (the wonders of the modern age). I found something similar, but it was not my Duck, it was the Ruddy Duck, been in the UK since the ‘40’s. I was on the RSPB website, and found that they are supporting the extermination of all Ruddy Ducks in the UK, because, get this right, The White Headed Duck is /was on the endangered list because of man. Now the 2 Ducks are very alike, and do mate in Spain.

In both Turkey and Pakistan the Duck has been made extinct because of the actions of Man, and in Spain, it was down to a few, but due to conservation numbers have risen to over 1000. So why kill the Ducks in the UK when others are not killing the ducks in Spain. France, Italy etc. What are the chances that any Ruddy Duck from the UK is mating with the Duck from Spain. And so what if they do. A new breed of Duck but with the same genes as the others, no different to my Daughter Jinkx, Part White, Part Caribbean.

So the Government is Killing because it can, again. Anyway, this lead me to another site where was listed a whole host of Culls taking place in the UK, Set up by the Blair Government and carried on my This Government. On the hit list are ALL Raptors, (Eagles, Kites, Buzzard, Kestrel etc), for eating the farmed game birds like Pheasant chicks. So because the Blood Sport Gun Clubs are losing out, let us kill All of these great Birds. Corvine (the Crow Family). Now this really pissed me off, Morrigan, the Dark Queen uses these as Her Messengers and spies. No proper reason was given to this. Grey Seals, of which 90% of the entire population is situated around the UK, reason, they eat fish. Sad but true, and they get caught in nets and then the fishermen can butcher the seal. But the Fishermen and thus the Government want to wipe out the entire population. Weasels and stoats, why because they eat the chicks of the game birds. Foxes for the same reason. Rabbits and Moles, for, get this, this is such a crime, digging holes in gardens and golf courses. Humbugs, we know about, because Farmers can not be bothered to vaccinate their herd. Hedgehogs, for no real reason apart from they do disturb the immaculate lawns of the money folk, who give the Governments “Donations”.

A link to the culls is here and the booklet is here. I am in no way associated in any way with this organisation nor with the RSPB, but I found the information disturbing to say the least.

Not if you think, not on my land you will not, think again. The Current Government is introducing new laws to allow their Jackbooted Hit Men to storm into your house and onto your land to murder any animal they deem fit. They are going to pass this law, so even if you have ½ acre or 50 acre of land, the hitmen will be allowed to murder on your land what they want. Truly we are a nation of Animal Lovers.

Anyway, I asked for guidance on what to do about this, and after coming back from Jinkx’s home yesterday after seeing her and giving her some Healing because of a really bad cold, almost Flu. Danu spoke to me. I know it was Her, I have felt Her before, Warm, soft, Comforting, Genteel and Loving, everything that I always thought a Mother should be. She spoke to me, but not in the Same way that my Dark Queen talks to me, no questions and Fact. It was just there, streaming into my mind. The Work that She needs me to do now, to change the World. What this is I will not say at this time, all I will say about it is that the Winds are picking up, and all of the Worlds faiths will be involved and in a really good way. One Voice.

The international Community is already talking about setting up a Council of Faiths within the UN, so once again I am playing catch up. Promoting Women’s Rights, Tolerance towards ALL Faiths, and the Mutual Respect to the Divine. Bring it on, I say. This will only make the World a much better place.

Loss   9 comments

How to define without coming across as a whiny whinge moron.

Do not know so to hell with it and I will do it anyway.

So my lesson which I have to learn is Loss, which most people suffer from at some time in their life, so why this? I do not know. How much is enough, and how can you write or explain how it felt 30 years ago, or even 2 weeks, so someone else can understand, not sympathise, but just understand. Tricky, but I would not be trying if it were not important.

First thing first, how do I know it is Loss I need to learn? Because over the last couple of days I have been told this direct into the brain, not a suggestion, but as Fact. The “other” way The Gods talk to me, rather than through dream/visions, of which I had the confirming one this morning just before I woke up. But I will come to that in a bit.

But over the last few days I have been thinking about what have I lost, important things, over the years. And some of these I have not thought about for years. Memories have been stirred, and in the past I have thought about and accepted, so the Pain has been dealt with.

So going back, way back, when I was 3ish being put in care in East London because mother Rita could not cope with 3 small kids between 1 and 5 after him leaving her. I have remembered snapshots of me running away from care back to mother in tears and her sending me back into care. How the hell I found Rita I know not, but I was probably guided to her by Andi and my Gods, even back then.

Fast forward a few years to 6 and my only friend in school was Samantha Wild, She was the only one to play with me, but then her family moved to Scotland. I lost my only friend in the world. I still think about her now and again.

Age 7. I was told, no forbidden, to phone Rita ever again, only because she told him that I was not his. From that day I lost my pride, self-respect, self-confidence, and then the shit really hit the fan at home. Including self-destruction, well I tried anyway.

Whiz forward, see the years fly by to when I was 16, found the Voice, the first Woman I ever Loved, but not in love with. My Angel.

17 Started to lose mobility, sleep and ability due to the disease which is raping every joint in my body, from my neck down to my toes. The older I get, the less movement from my joints and the more pain. DNA, I was made this way.

21 Angel disappeared from public view, I was crushed, despite many letters sent to Her, asking to work with Her, all were sent back RTS.

24 Lost my father and everything I thought I knew about me when he told me I was a bastard, “no son of mine”. Including my place within the “Family home” Guilt, Rage, Pain, Anger, but most of all Loss.

24/5 Lost my nephew aged about 7. No age to die, even though I bargained with Morrigan, my Dark Queen, I still remained and She took him.

28 Lost my freedom, although I knew it not then, but I know it now. Also I further lost any self-respect or pride over the years. It is just that I did not see it until it was way too late. Also lost my only two goods friends, due to situations beyond my control.

30 Angel came back into public view

31/2 Angel went from public view, again. Once again my loss.

33ish Finally lost my mind to depression, about 8 years in a wasteland, living on auto pilot not giving a shit about anything, least of all myself. Just doing to keep the family fed and clothed and amused.

40ish Angel on FB, me on FB, me told Angel how I felt, me left FB

41 Angel left FB

41 Lost my ability to leave due to conscience.

Sept last year, got Greebo, 6 week old black tabby tom kitten, which we were told was female and black

2 weeks ago, Greebo went out for the loo, and as not come back, with no sight nor sound of Him in this entire estate. That ripped the guts out of me. I have been in tears about that.

Even more so over the last 5 years or so, eyes are getting worse, short term memory is getting worse, and spelling is really getting worse. Even Long term is going a bit, songs which I have known and sang along to for years I can not remember the words. Also lost the ability to play guitar and I have not been able to meditate for more that 20 minutes for so long. And my ability to visualise has also gone to the wall.

Thursday last, I asked why must I keep losing out, why am I a loser. I was told To Learn.

This Morning (Saturday) (dream/vision) I was wearing my Studded Leather Jacket. Some kid standing behind me near a group of others I turned around, away, he jumped onto my back. I flipped my shoulders and he fell onto the floor, face first. I was kicking at his face, pulled his head back and slammed it again and again into the floor, (which is NOT how I do things, I wait for them to get up and then knock them down again, when they do not get up, I walk away. I Have Rules). By rights not even his dentist would have been able to identify him after what I did to his face. Yet not one drop of blood anywhere. I then bodily picked him up. One hand on his collar the other on his seat, raised him above my head and threw him head first onto the ground. In reality I have a fucked back and a very fucked hand. I might be able to pick up a cat, but not a person.

First reaction upon waking was Gods I am going to lose it in a fight, but then clarification came through, direct into my brain. Where Bloodless fighting, no-one dies, where? Everisle, the Land of Eternal Youth. Warrior skills and feats and tests, but no blood and no-one dies. The Home of the Gods and my Ancestors.

So have I learned my lesson? I think so, they think maybe. I will die and pass onwards with my Dark Queen to Everisle, where I will be whole and welcomed.

But it appears that I can not go just yet. But I really do not care anymore, I am going and passing over to there somewhen. It will happen, so what is a few years more. Why can I not go yet? I still have a job to do, which is look after Hilary, regardless of my ability, I have to look after her. For if I go then Jinkx will have to look after her Mother, and that will not be fair on the Kid. It is hard enough for me, let alone someone else having to do it. So I wait for Hil to pass over, wherever She decides to go to upon her death, then I will pass onwards and be judged worthy of my Gods and Ancestors.

 

Nettle and Ginger Update   4 comments

Now I know that you have all been waiting with baited breath for this, (ohh, be still my beating heart) and now here it is, (drum Roll please).

 

It works, yes it surprised the hell out of me to, because there is something I neglected to mention at the start. I did it with the same devolution as most people will use, none. No asking the plants, no asking Airmid, Goddess of Herbs, Brid, Goddess of the Land or Danu, Mother Creator. But it is not that strong, it takes away the pain, for the most part, and it works well with my Rosemary Oil, which I made, but the swelling has not gone down much. So not much AI, but not bad AG.

 

And for you money makers who were following the original post, If you try to patent it, I will be very, very , very angry with you. If you want to make it to sell, go for it, but if it is too expensive, the poor will not be able to buy it, so you can make a small donation to WSPA, WWF, Cat Protection, et. Al., keep the cost down and the poor can buy it, then well done to you. I may not be watching, but your Kai will be.

 

I will, of course be making a big batch, but doing it properly with full reverence to all. And then mix it with my Rosemary oil as a one hit oil.

Another Animal Hunt   5 comments

http://uk.news.yahoo.com/toxic-caterpillars-pesticide-destroy-bug-190112759.html#MHrV2z2

 

This time it is the oak processionary caterpillar, which is covered in tiny hairs and cause breathing problems in humans and animals. They were brought to this country several years ago from Europe when the Government decided to import Oak from Europe.

 

English Oak is all but gone, so import a foreign plant and see things get out of control, again. How many times will they do this bull before they learn?

 

But it is OK, because the chemical they will be using to cover the forests where these little buggers are living is not toxic to Humans and the Forestry Commission will monitor the Moths, bats, and butterfly  But what happens if it harms others? Too Late, the Damage will have been done.

Headology   2 comments

Chatting to ElfKat about coming out as a Pagan at work and it got me thinking. I remember twice when I shut up the piss takers and bullies.

 

Once when doing some filming on farmland while I was with the Re-enactment group. It was nighttime and we had a massive fire going, I was dressed as I usually was, only in trousers and hide boots. and just because there was some mutterings going on I sat down in front of the fire, while the rest of the group were spread around on logs or sitting on the grass, I sat so close to the fire I could have been spit roasted. My main reason was to dry my boots, which had got soaked. I had my Indian Dagger tucked into my belt. Anyhow, the mutterings got louder, so slowly I drew my dagger, flung my arms wide and looked up to the sky, looked down at the fire and poked it with my dagger. I started muttering in fake Irish/Welsh, which I used on the battlefield for the crowds. I saw a couple of the lads get up and go over to the trees, and come back, while the muttering was watching me transfixed. Any way I once again flung my hands wide and looked up to the sky, but when I poked the fire a massive tree branch moved violently and the Guy who had been talking about me summoning Deamons jumped about 3 feet into the air, from a sitting position. I just looked at the tree and gave a nasty smile towards the tree. Pocked again and again the tree moved, and so did he. We told him what was going on, but he did shut up after that.

 

An interesting aside to this was that the film company were, we felt, taking the piss, and a group of us who were not filming at that time were sitting on the ground leaning against a fence. I had a re-curve bow in my hands, pointing straight up. I pulled back as far as I could, then relaxed. For some reason I notched an arrow, pulled back only a few inched, still pointing up, and my hand slipped of the string. The arrow went skywards like a rocket. By rights it should have flopped at my feet. It still went up, and then came down, all in the space of seconds, and landed inches from the assistant for the director. straight down. Had it hit her, I would have been up on a murder charge, because at the speed it was going, it would have gone right through her.

 

The second thing was I got invited out with a few lads from work, just after moving in with Hilary. My best mate Chris, and two others from work. Anyway the other two were riding me all night, all the way though the film, and into the carpark afterwards. I just said back in a bit and I walked off a little. I once again did my hand raised bit a few times and said in a loud voice, that will learn them, too right it will. A few minutes later Chris pulled me aside and said “Dave, mate, look can you not do that again please, it’s shitting them up”

“No Worries mate, just doing what I had to do”

Never got baited from them again.

The Dark Queen   11 comments

So I came across this blog regarding the Dark Queen Morrigan, She of Death and War. It was written by a main Druid of the order of BOD in the US. Basically Morrigan has been calling Priests and Priestess because “A Storm is Coming” The blog is at http://www.patheos.com/blogs/johnbeckett/2012/07/the-call-of-the-morrigan.html and was started July 31, 2012.

 

While usually I would just dismiss this, has I do with so many sites regarding the Queen of the Shee, especially when the person confuses Her with her Sister, Mother Danu, Creator Earth Goddess. But something made me read the entire blog, and upon reflection, I can not just discount it.

 

I had the major need around the time of this blog to start my own, that was the first thing, another recently was the fact the the Dark Queen has contacted with visions and thoughts my 25 year old daughter Jinkx. Up to this point Jinkx was very happy with only Mother (Gaia) and she felt that she did not need another, but Morrigan decided otherwise. Point 2.

 

Yes I know, I am aware that in the past when my young Nephew died I asked Morrigan to take my life to save his. She refused and I cursed Her then and there, and I did not talk to Her for years, because I felt that She had let me down. Years later She gave me a vision dream as a warning, and I knew it was from Her, She showed me.

 

Is there a storm coming? Or are we in the middle of it. But would Morrigan cause a war? No, not her way, not Our way, not at all. But I asked why have you not called me to battle then? but insight has told me She has, they all have. Because I am always one step away from war at the best of times, and since I was 24 I have prayed to the Gods of my Ancestors, and treated them as real. And writing this blog, which is only my aspects of what I believe. the Truth as I see it. But yes while I do not use NBC weapons, I have used the power of the Universe to help or hinder others, I am still at war, always, against those who attack me and mine, or those whom I call friend, or those who can not fight back due to Faith restrictions or health or ability. I have been fighting my whole life, against my 1/2 brothers friends, bullies at school, Christian Fundies in the 80’s and early 90’s and thugs and morons because I was a Rocker and still even now. I use all that I can, sometimes a fist, sometimes a curse.

 

But going back to my blog about the Mayan New Calender and what I wrote then, makes point 3 methinks. So maybe he is right and my Dark Queen is gathering the faithful, for what purpose, well She has not told me, nor do I expect Her to, but I will know when it happens.

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