Bee Priestess

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Sacred Circle Gift Shop, Tyendinaga Territory

Posted: March 5th, 2015 | Author: | Filed under: Murals | Tags: , , , | No Comments »

 I was so happy to be asked by Charlene Maracle to conjure up signage
for her wonderful shop on Hwy 49.

The gifts she has in her cosy little space, are a blend of the sacred tools
of the Celtic Culture and the Aboriginal Culture.

The wordless signs were installed last November 2014, high on a sturdy frame in clear view of the highway. The visual language says it all…and more!

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Mural in Toronto at St Cecilia’s Catholic School – Dec. 2014

Posted: February 17th, 2015 | Author: | Filed under: Murals | Tags: , , , | No Comments »

St Cecilias Catholic School

I have been honored to paint depictions of the St’s in Catholic schools recently. I am learning a lot, as I research the lives of these advanced people. I am not a Christian, but I am open and respectful to this faith.

St Cecilias Catholic SchoolI learned that Cecilia was a young Italian woman who lived around 800 ACE. She was forced to marry against her will. Her own choice was to devote her life in service to others. As she walked down the aisle, she immersed herself so intensely into the music being played for her, that she went into trance and let the sacred sounds transport her. There in communion with the “Divine” she asked to be saved from this situation.

Magically, after her marriage ceremony was completed, her husband, after hearing her desire to devote her life to serve humanity, was so in awe of her that he supported her wish, agreed to not consummate the marriage and became her devotee, for the rest of his life. That is the potential in the power of great music.

With that inspiring story I began to sketch out the composition I had designed and soon called in the kid’s 2×2 to help block in the colors. As we worked I asked them what they knew of Cecilia (these were little kids, so not to be critical) since their school is named after this great Saint.

“Oh she is the women who built the school. Didn’t you know?” 

I had a wonderful time with these children and they were a great help to me in pulling together this mural, to help celebrate the school’s 100th anniversary.

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Musings on the Need for Balance

Posted: February 17th, 2015 | Author: | Filed under: Wyldwood Sojourn | Tags: , , , | No Comments »

Siberian ShamanThere is a view, it seems that pits white culture against indigenous cultures that live with reverence towards nature and therefore towards the feminine principal and women themselves.

The white culture is extremely patriarchal and so we have all, men and women, indeed lost touch with the feminine within, and so subjugate nature based cultures, and label them undeveloped.

The positive aspects of the masculine are mostly buried today and the negative aspects have gone wildly destructive, without positive feminine qualities engaged, to sustain balance.

What I feel both types of societies have forgotten is that this white culture too was once nature based, one holding great reverence for nature and the feminine and was thus balanced and more harmonious than now.

White women and men, of power and influence, were part of a thriving European nature based culture. Yes even white women had moon lodges and birthing temples and Witches were held in high esteem for their beautiful healing and midwifery skills.

Yes even white women were landowners and farmers. White men were not seen as weak to shed a tear and to honor their emotions! There was less pressure on them to be “superior and hard hearted”. It’s difficult to believe that white men, in the past, shared equally with women in business, property ownership, decision making, prophecy, philosophy, higher learning etc.

Yet it is true. We have been steered away from remembering our true history.

Many white women today are reaching out to learn from all who are in tune with their inner feminine, no matter the gender or culture, to remember who they are!

In Europe it has been at least 3000 years since this balance existed, at least in pockets! …it is long lost, and difficult to access. Most recently, its worst state of fear of the feminine was in the middle ages, during the 300 years of witch burnings, led by our white brothers (and supported by some white sisters).

This newly blossoming search for the Inner Divine Feminine is being eagerly sought by women, and some men, of many cultures today.

Now I realize I have omitted the other patriarchal cultures that oppress the feminine spirit, such as the Middle East, and India and China. I am focusing this musing to, white verses “colonies” because the white culture went out to conquer, convert and destroy other nations. So as a white woman healer, artist and spiritual feminist, I do not align myself with my white brother’s history and feel estranged from them.

I am rejoicing to see this trend coming, of the return of the Divine Feminine and to see white men being attracted to it, even though in small numbers! This movement knows no boundaries and embraces all and everyone as equal and that is why it feels right. The Feminine principal in women holds the direct link to pure Soul energy.

Creations of profound beauty cannot be birthed on earth without a deep connection to a purified Feminine Soul, together with a loving heart.

There are two qualities within the Masculine and Feminine principals, which are confused on a “popular” level I feel. The Masculine principal holds divine and not so divine qualities, as does the Feminine. The patriarchal culture makes the mistake of holding up to the light the positive aspect of itself and the negative aspects of the Feminine.

In this way the positive, or rather divine aspects of the Feminine, have been lost, silenced or distorted.

For example in our current culture, the sun is seen as life giving and the moon is seen as destructive. If we lived in a Matriarch (which would be just as awful in reverse) the moon would be life giving and the sun destructive, both are wrong.

In a balanced view, the moon would be known to cause things to grow round and full and low, and gather in and magnify all the beauty. The Sun would be seen as what forms and finishes and give divine order to all the beauty that the Feminine creates. In our coming Egalitarian culture (as prophesied by the Mayan) this will come to be realized and lived.

I am not denying the destructive aspects of the sun and moon. The sun and its light can burn, overexpose, dry up and kill. Without the gentle, quiet, protective Darkness, to reflect in and restore oneself in, we would die. The Moon also can attract negative energies and magnify that! So we have four active aspects to show the contrast in life.

I am grateful to the Indigenous people for preserving, against all odds, the Feminine Soul Wisdom, within their heritages, and in sharing it with those who seek truth and in helping us remember where it lies…in our wounded, shattered souls.

I am grateful for the re-discovery of the Sanskrit Palm Leaves in India and of the Inca tradition of the Womb, kept sacred and hidden until the 1970’s.

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Quinte Mohawk School, Tyendinaga Territory

Posted: January 2nd, 2015 | Author: | Filed under: Murals | No Comments »

Stepping back – at Quinte Mohawk Federal school with Kathleen Manderville (principal) on Tyendinaga Territory very grateful to her and the community for bringing me onboard to paint many murals of the Mohawk traditions, in the foyer, the Gymnasium, the hallways and even surrounding a skylight.

Though taking direction from traditional people, I was given much freedom to interpret from my own inspirations as seen in this small mural of the Sky Woman. I painted there in 2005 then for the summer in 2007 and again in 2012. You can view the whole collection in my gallery called school murals and sample murals.

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The Black Madonna…my understanding

Posted: July 21st, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Wyldwood Sojourn | No Comments »

She is the Cosmos, the great cosmic void, the source of all creation, the silent Divine Darkness which brims with all potential of all that is to be and what has been. A place of great intensity and anticipation. The place of gestation. The Womb. The nurturing warm, darkness were life grows to perfection. All tender new life unfolds from within the Black Madonna/  Dark Mother. No Light is allowed here, for all new life would die from premature over exposure.

So we see Her image with a tiny Sun on her lap. For the Sun’s light reaches only so far into her great vast realm. In her hand she holds the planet earth. The other hand shelters her Moon, which is in her Sun’s hand. The Moon controls the waters & the Blood of Life. The Sun’s other hand forms a gesture…a voice. He appears to express what she is creating. He brings divine order to her creations, if he is sitting on her lap, and remains deeply connected to her Soulfulness.

The Black Madonna gives birth to the whole solar system as well as the universe beyond. It is all contained within her. She is the Soul energy which enlivens all of her Creations and gives will and feeling and substance to them. She is the master of Divine Manifestation. Her movement is downward pointing, into Illusion. She is warm and moist and makes all things grow wide and round and full of loving emotion and feeling. Her tools are the elements. Her sister is woman. A woman’s womb is the gateway to bring the Black Madonna’s blessings to the Earth in all ways. on all levels. A woman holds a direct link back to the first creation in her earthly womb.

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Colour is born out of the Dark! From Lianne Collot (Steiner)

Posted: July 21st, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Wyldwood Sojourn | No Comments »

When darkness meets with the light it appears as a rainbow.

Light cannot give birth. For it is the end result of all that was born in the Dark.

Darkness moves in all directions & is forever unfolding & birthing (it is the womb space & primary resting place of the Soul)

Light forms & gives structure to everything the Darkness creates.

Quote;  “The arising & weaving of movement by Cosmic Soul, is carried on the nurturing hands of Darkness…to reveal itself as illuminating colour!” Liane Collot.

Colous behind the Light;  (cool)

Green– carries a spiritual quality deeply into the world of soul.So balancing the two opposite love energies of Masc. & Fem.

Turquoise; Transperent,a cosmic feeling colour,frozen in th e light, living in soul & longing for weight.

Cobalt: an opaque colour moving toward the light. Holding the will of the sacred darkness.

Indigo: free from light, Indigo is the door to mystery. a veil before the unknown, bringing you from a feeling of aloneness to a feeling of” all is one!”

Violet;  In suspension. A lake of compassion, quieting, nursing conscience.

Colours in Front of the Light:

Lime Green;  release of the first veil of darkness. Shattering dividing & reforming. Lime is split by the powerful antipathy of light.

Yellow; Radiating joy! Dying into the light(absence of dark)

Orange; Expression of awe,a gathering of soulful weight. Dark in its concentration.

Carmine: Seed of the soulful sacred dark.Resulting in an active, willing & strengthening of ideals. Expanding nature of darkness & longing for compassion.

Magenta; a revelation of creative mercy! Holding an eternal outpouring of creative will!

The perception of colour is affected by our depth of feeling.

For example one sees colour more intensely in fever (or green tea) The experience of colour can become more deadened through a lifetime because of our modern life styles. (atrophy of soul quality) this is found in a lack of enthusiasm, inner striving & will. It is revealed in colour blindness. (Since more men than woman suffer colour blindness, it reveals the lack of the inner feminine connection in men)

Colour is free movement of soul in spirit. Colour is an expression of cosmic feeling in continual movement.If one can “feel” the shift from one colour to another, one is feeling the movement of the Soul, and so we engage in “enlivening” Nature & working with the Elementals.

Sept 2013 Maureen


 

Rapunzel Rapunzel, let down your hair!

Posted: May 19th, 2014 | Author: | Filed under: Wyldwood Sojourn | 2 Comments »

Rapunzel Rapunzel, let down your hair! A Shamanic journey. A retelling by Maureen Walton 2014

Once upon a time there was a young woman who was pregnant. She was full of joy & felt as powerful as the great Creator herself…which she was . All her senses were peaked and presently her sense of taste flooded in, as she noticed the lush crop of hardy northern vegetables in her neighbours back yard! It was rapini, also known as rapunzel. So nourishing and green! Her dear partner, wishing to please, leapt the fence and gathered a big armful. ‘Not so fast’ came a voice! It was the gardens owner. ‘If only you had asked I would have given but this is a transgression that needs payment’. The old woman made him promise to give up his baby when she was seven years old.

Partly out of fear & partly from careless thinking that she would forget, or be dead in seven years, he agreed.

So time past and one day the old woman knocked on their door & before you could wink ,she had whisked the child away by magic.

The old woman took her to a hidden sanctuary situated on a powerful fault line in a forest. It was an ancient stone tower and had two rooms at the top and a little balcony. This was where oracles came to spend time in deep meditation & seclusion. It was richly and comfortably furnished and held many ritual objects and instruments. Here the old woman proceeded to pass on her vast knowledge to Rapunzel. For that was her name. The old woman often sang medicine songs to Rapunzel as she combed and braided her hair. Rapunzel grew in purity & wisdom. Time passed and her hair became very long. All her power seemed to be bound up in her hair, that was never cut. The old woman would leave for extended times now that Rapunzel was older and Rapunzel would tie off her hair to the railing & let the old gal climb up, as the stairs had long ago been sealed off.

One morning after the old woman had left her, to go on a mission, Rapunzel was singing her sweet songs out over the forest , when a man appeared from out of the thick woods. Both were shocked. Both were afraid. For the young man knew only powerful witches dwelt there. And the young woman knew that her time of seclusion was over.

They studied each other for a long time and read each others field of being. In time they began to speak. And finally she let down her hair for him. After professing their love he departed, promising to return to free her.

Of course when the old teacher returned to visit her prodigy, she sensed immediately the change, the smell of her and the look in her eyes. IN a rage and in despair she cut off Rapunzels hair. As if to sever forever the student who had violated the strict law of seclusion. Then she tied off the braid and waited. When the young man returned and had climbed most of the way up to the tower balcony, he plunged to the thorn bushes below, as the old woman let go the severed braid. Then she spirited Rapunzel away to a distant dry landscape, and left her alone.

So began the young couples yearning , and the search for the other. The young man was blinded by the thorns and could not find his way to his own home , or to Rapunzel. He became a beggar, forever listening for the sound of her sweet voice.

Meanwhile Rapunzel retreated to the safety of the forest to give birth to their child .She emerged saftely and in time ,because of her beautiful voice, was welcomed in many town squares to sing for people and thus she & her baby were fed & given shelter.

So it was, by fate, one day that the two arrived in the same town and the young man heard his sweethearts voice drifting to his ears. He walked towards the sound and soon felt her arms around him with her tears of joy falling into his wounded eyes. This was the medicine he needed, for soon he could see once more and Rapunzel , her hair now long again, realized her power had returned.

So they returned to the young man’s own home, with their beautiful child. And do you know that he was the King of that land and she became the Queen.

And so true balance and peace reigned in that country for as long as they lived…and that’s all I know of them.


 

Power of the Womb Retreat NO. 2 Jan 17.2014

Posted: December 29th, 2013 | Author: | Filed under: Wyldwood Sojourn | No Comments »

Feminine Retreat Women's Murals | Red Tent Wyldwood SojournI am excited about this Winter retreat. We will be creating snow altars to Pachamama! We will have the stove lit in the tiny yurt…our Sacred space,moon Lodge,were we will practice our listening and meditations. The waterfall is perfectly situated in the west,though frozen in time! Edgar,our cook is preparing elegant dishes from the vegan diet,warming and nutritious. The communal sleeping loft has an added feature of two south facing skylights in the attic roof. it is here also we will clear for our sacred circle discussions of the Qero wisdom of the Womb Power.In the downstairs studio we will gather for creating clay and copper art works to honour the womb. All this in the deeply delicious Darkness of winter. The perfect time to go inward and share stories and knowledge,. this is not about “shadow work” this is about Creation and Birthing work! The good aspect of the Dark.


 

Metis Theme Mural / Rideau Heights / Kingston PS

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