At the time of last week’s solstice the tectonic plates of the lower dimensions shifted, exposing and enabling great shafts of energy from the planes beyond to stir our human world into self-revelation and a final choosing. The energies released were, distinctly, dark and light, and it was as if millions of black and white balloons had been released for each of us to choose one in the colour of our choice.

I invite you to remember how it was and how you were when Earth was young, and so were you.

This year of 2020 will be remembered for the unexpected: just as we feel we know what is happening and are adjusting to a new reality, another shock occurs to challenge our complacency and cause us to reflect again on our attitudes and approach to life as we are thrown further into a seething cauldron of uncertainty.

In my home there are three large, visible clocks.  One is radio-controlled, one is battery operated and the third is a Victorian mantel clock, and none of them work, while all of them should.

The global situation we are in is testing and may seem baffling in its uncertainty.  No-one knows what will happen next, or indeed what to do.

Some years ago a kale plant in my garden self-seeded and I found two stray plants growing alongside roses in container pots in the kitchen yard.  Side by side they have flourished.  I left the kale alone as they got woodier by the year, rarely harvesting the leaves and intending to remove them altogether but not getting round to doing so.  I took them for granted.

COVID-19, already, has teased and tested each of us, bringing out through our experiences and reactions glimpses of the truth of who we are.  I speak not of being ill, necessarily, but of being a part, a witness and a participant, to events far greater than the current situation may indicate. 

Some years ago, on a night of wild-life, I asked to meet the Master of Aquarius, to question him about the storms battering the Planet even then.

While my heart grieves for the fiery suffering of the land and life of Australia, I see their sacrifice as hope for the future as the year of the Planet begins.  Every death and hurt and all destruction will not have been in vain.

It may be that you like me live in a Celtic land, as so many people increasingly are drawn to do.  Wherever you are now, it is probable that you have lived in Scotland, or Wales, or Brittany, or Cornwall, or Ireland or the Isle of Man at some point on your long soul journey.  The Celtic influence was strong too throughout much more of Europe in ancient times, and you may have been a part of it there also.