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Wollumbin - The Cloud Catcher Of Golden Dreams
Posted on Oct 9th, 2006
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Peace=One
Peace=One
Today upon being requested to share the news of where I am at, I have felt it obvious that these blogs can help share the vision...
I had the sheer pleasure of attending a beautiful festival in the North Eastern New South Wales region just west of Byron Bay. This was the 6th annual event which is themed around tribal reconciliation and artistic festivity on a sacred site in a town called Tyalgum
I had the honour of serving wheatgrass shots, icecreams and drinks from our dear friend Kayla Kim Vanderkyl's stall which was next to the chai tent.
In reflecting upon the festival I feel to acknowledge that the festival is still happening right now. It is happening in our hearts and is growing like a pulse raising in the expected excitement of the greater successes we can now accept.
Yesterday on the Yellow Spectral Seed I felt the call to get to the Murwillumbah Whole Foods store to get some lovely organic foods to nourish my mind body and soul this week... and this is where the cosmic story begins a gain, it's an activated Mer K Bar being invoked now through our dedication to love and the full glory of life on Earth.
As soon as I arrived in the store, having seen Meghan4Mirror there was Brian Whyte, not surprising at all, having last seen him nearly 3 years ago. Brian had been mentioned in a "trippy" story by Rob Price who has been working closely with the forest and the community for a number of years now and had just arrived at the festival to see me talking with Soulore Solaris down at the river on this White Solar Wind. ... So I see Brian and I go straight up and say g'day Brian...and asked him of his rocky journey over the last days.
It is a story of redemption in which stones he took from the top of Wollumbin a decade before had been reported by the Bundjalung elders of having been taken from the mountain. Brian had heard this and felt very responsible for his innocent indiscretion. In the meantime he had kept them for a year before throwing them in the ocean near Tyagarah. And nearly a decade climbs buy.
It was only on the day of the Yellow Resonant Sun (Thursday) that he had finally called the elders to seek forgiveness and notify them of what actually happened to the rocks. He was surprised to be asked by the elder receiving his admission about whether he could still see the rocks in his mind's eye. It was true, something was going to happen, maybe a miracle. He was inspired by fresh hope to make a pilgrimmage to the area intent to find the rock(s)?...
He did eventually find it!!! It is the story of Brian Whyte. Listen out for it.
And this rock was being returned to the top of Wollumbin at the same time as the opening ceremony was beginning.
Symbolic that the white man returning what he had taken from the mountain, stones that originally came from the sea were now returned again to the top of the mountain.
This is certainly a beginning of Divine rememburance... uniting opposites in collective differentiation
So Brian and I have reconnected in synchronous style of course we're not surprised, bring it on! And the story is now rippling like a stone fell in the pond UR of hue man consciousness... for how can we reconcile this happening?
The funny thing is that on Friday night at the Chillingham Community Centre, Brian met Dave thinking it was Pete the guy he met 3 years beforehand which was me. He didn't know my name has been officially rectified since that CCCentre was opened on the day 6 planets formed a star of David around the Earth 9th November 2003... and now he went to call me Pete(r) and I gave him an Ark Key, also known as a fun ticket with my name on it... I am David Peace=One Love ... certainly some reflections upon which the foundation of this unifying dream story can be founded for this self he had filed in his mind has changed, his currently bald head polarising my hairy appearance at this time... Such is the switch we flick when we open our eyes...
For ultimately there is neither black or white, there is life and there is life, there is relativity and there is what is as it is that it is what it is as U R. We can also acknowledge there is black and there is white and we can also rejoice in all this is the rainbow serpent in all it's myriad forms ... as weir living water reflecting on the nature of our being light everchanging.
What is the message of Thomas?
My mind floats to the Exodus festival I attended earlier in this year of 2006 and I note the peculiarities within this living dream that my disposition found me 260 days after this festival living at The Source with Wayne Smith the treasurer of the Wollumbin festival who amongst his mammoth commitments to seeing the festival work was the supplier of bamboo to hold the raise the lights like moons above for this 6th Wollumbin... in having cut the bamboo we had to seer it through the fire to be able to preserve the material to last longer. I decided this was a task well worth doing, to establish the light at Wollumbin.
I asked Wayne if he didn't mind me standing by the fire in the sun naked as we cured the boo, at a point in time I reflected on the fact 260 days prior was a Red Self Existing Earth and that I had taken the initiative to dance with the Bundjalung tribe on which I ended up mostly painting myself up in ochres including a big heart over my whole chest and joining them in front of the amassed crowd. I decided the impression on these memories was so worth expressing that I told Wayne what I was reminiscing. Wayne asked who had been the leader of the Bundjalung, I said Louis Walker, then Wayne went on to say that Louis had been banned from the festival for some sort of protocols that had been broken...
I said "Louis should be there, he is a very good man, he is a strong man"
At that moment the bamboo exploded with an almighty clap...
And I said...
"Need I say more?"
*** ***
At Exodus I met up with Peter Thomas who had been running Planet Radio in Brisbane with whom I have had some incredible synchronicities and it was through his connection to the Bald Rock that I just ask this question at this time.... how does Thomas' message relate to Peter?
My experience at that festival was very much inspired by three or four key conversations with brothers who agreed that it is all about being with the one.
We agreed the honour of meeting the one is given through our conduct in being the one. We could see the strengthening of the tribe through our individuality, the weave the serpent breathes through this inner-spiration to entirely devote oneself to true love. This is our loyalty and through this commitment the Di-Vine revelation unfolds as much as it entwines.
Through faith in the all as one, we knit together the fabric of one collective mind now, loyal as one remembering all parts of who I am this infinite capacity is realised like an immaculate reception embracing this opportunity to fulfill our wish for prosperity's gifts in presence.
These words spoken bear the fruits of golden rain bowing down to life on high, we let the emanations of our activated heart of love radiate through all that is potentiating greater intelligence through this Heavenly presence.
As an Altar Nation, we remember together every day this dream deepens and expands, yet simplifies and distills this one rememburance of me. For as I am the sun, I am on the Earth in all this metabolism we know as life, see I may breathe with U for we are the same reflection as this difference we share is this presence.
Let us acknowledge the riddle which unties the binds of minds maligned by loyalties askew of true love. Let us accept the glorious miracles presenting themselves as the golden hue of faith in the highest feeling of being is hear, do you know what I mean?
Be the essence of what you know U R, know there is no greater authority than you, for as we meet transcending frowns accepting our crowns we see I n I together honouring our true dreams.
Children, know that all structures are put in place to serve a purpose. These purposes may have changed through our new awarenesses as we share our hearts and minds. Know our service is to continue to clear and set the altar according to our new higher desire. In case we may have missed the point and are swirling in the all that is, remembUR this we speak is NOW.
Know our actions follow the worders we invest in as we do follow through in all this... that is trust.
Trust
And in joy
Be in this moment
Wholeheartedly
For this is UR true
Response
Ability
Thankyou For UR
Presence
I had the sheer pleasure of attending a beautiful festival in the North Eastern New South Wales region just west of Byron Bay. This was the 6th annual event which is themed around tribal reconciliation and artistic festivity on a sacred site in a town called Tyalgum
I had the honour of serving wheatgrass shots, icecreams and drinks from our dear friend Kayla Kim Vanderkyl's stall which was next to the chai tent.
In reflecting upon the festival I feel to acknowledge that the festival is still happening right now. It is happening in our hearts and is growing like a pulse raising in the expected excitement of the greater successes we can now accept.
Yesterday on the Yellow Spectral Seed I felt the call to get to the Murwillumbah Whole Foods store to get some lovely organic foods to nourish my mind body and soul this week... and this is where the cosmic story begins a gain, it's an activated Mer K Bar being invoked now through our dedication to love and the full glory of life on Earth.
As soon as I arrived in the store, having seen Meghan4Mirror there was Brian Whyte, not surprising at all, having last seen him nearly 3 years ago. Brian had been mentioned in a "trippy" story by Rob Price who has been working closely with the forest and the community for a number of years now and had just arrived at the festival to see me talking with Soulore Solaris down at the river on this White Solar Wind. ... So I see Brian and I go straight up and say g'day Brian...and asked him of his rocky journey over the last days.
It is a story of redemption in which stones he took from the top of Wollumbin a decade before had been reported by the Bundjalung elders of having been taken from the mountain. Brian had heard this and felt very responsible for his innocent indiscretion. In the meantime he had kept them for a year before throwing them in the ocean near Tyagarah. And nearly a decade climbs buy.
It was only on the day of the Yellow Resonant Sun (Thursday) that he had finally called the elders to seek forgiveness and notify them of what actually happened to the rocks. He was surprised to be asked by the elder receiving his admission about whether he could still see the rocks in his mind's eye. It was true, something was going to happen, maybe a miracle. He was inspired by fresh hope to make a pilgrimmage to the area intent to find the rock(s)?...
He did eventually find it!!! It is the story of Brian Whyte. Listen out for it.
And this rock was being returned to the top of Wollumbin at the same time as the opening ceremony was beginning.
Symbolic that the white man returning what he had taken from the mountain, stones that originally came from the sea were now returned again to the top of the mountain.
This is certainly a beginning of Divine rememburance... uniting opposites in collective differentiation
So Brian and I have reconnected in synchronous style of course we're not surprised, bring it on! And the story is now rippling like a stone fell in the pond UR of hue man consciousness... for how can we reconcile this happening?
The funny thing is that on Friday night at the Chillingham Community Centre, Brian met Dave thinking it was Pete the guy he met 3 years beforehand which was me. He didn't know my name has been officially rectified since that CCCentre was opened on the day 6 planets formed a star of David around the Earth 9th November 2003... and now he went to call me Pete(r) and I gave him an Ark Key, also known as a fun ticket with my name on it... I am David Peace=One Love ... certainly some reflections upon which the foundation of this unifying dream story can be founded for this self he had filed in his mind has changed, his currently bald head polarising my hairy appearance at this time... Such is the switch we flick when we open our eyes...
For ultimately there is neither black or white, there is life and there is life, there is relativity and there is what is as it is that it is what it is as U R. We can also acknowledge there is black and there is white and we can also rejoice in all this is the rainbow serpent in all it's myriad forms ... as weir living water reflecting on the nature of our being light everchanging.
What is the message of Thomas?
My mind floats to the Exodus festival I attended earlier in this year of 2006 and I note the peculiarities within this living dream that my disposition found me 260 days after this festival living at The Source with Wayne Smith the treasurer of the Wollumbin festival who amongst his mammoth commitments to seeing the festival work was the supplier of bamboo to hold the raise the lights like moons above for this 6th Wollumbin... in having cut the bamboo we had to seer it through the fire to be able to preserve the material to last longer. I decided this was a task well worth doing, to establish the light at Wollumbin.
I asked Wayne if he didn't mind me standing by the fire in the sun naked as we cured the boo, at a point in time I reflected on the fact 260 days prior was a Red Self Existing Earth and that I had taken the initiative to dance with the Bundjalung tribe on which I ended up mostly painting myself up in ochres including a big heart over my whole chest and joining them in front of the amassed crowd. I decided the impression on these memories was so worth expressing that I told Wayne what I was reminiscing. Wayne asked who had been the leader of the Bundjalung, I said Louis Walker, then Wayne went on to say that Louis had been banned from the festival for some sort of protocols that had been broken...
I said "Louis should be there, he is a very good man, he is a strong man"
At that moment the bamboo exploded with an almighty clap...
And I said...
"Need I say more?"
*** ***
At Exodus I met up with Peter Thomas who had been running Planet Radio in Brisbane with whom I have had some incredible synchronicities and it was through his connection to the Bald Rock that I just ask this question at this time.... how does Thomas' message relate to Peter?
My experience at that festival was very much inspired by three or four key conversations with brothers who agreed that it is all about being with the one.
We agreed the honour of meeting the one is given through our conduct in being the one. We could see the strengthening of the tribe through our individuality, the weave the serpent breathes through this inner-spiration to entirely devote oneself to true love. This is our loyalty and through this commitment the Di-Vine revelation unfolds as much as it entwines.
Through faith in the all as one, we knit together the fabric of one collective mind now, loyal as one remembering all parts of who I am this infinite capacity is realised like an immaculate reception embracing this opportunity to fulfill our wish for prosperity's gifts in presence.
These words spoken bear the fruits of golden rain bowing down to life on high, we let the emanations of our activated heart of love radiate through all that is potentiating greater intelligence through this Heavenly presence.
As an Altar Nation, we remember together every day this dream deepens and expands, yet simplifies and distills this one rememburance of me. For as I am the sun, I am on the Earth in all this metabolism we know as life, see I may breathe with U for we are the same reflection as this difference we share is this presence.
Let us acknowledge the riddle which unties the binds of minds maligned by loyalties askew of true love. Let us accept the glorious miracles presenting themselves as the golden hue of faith in the highest feeling of being is hear, do you know what I mean?
Be the essence of what you know U R, know there is no greater authority than you, for as we meet transcending frowns accepting our crowns we see I n I together honouring our true dreams.
Children, know that all structures are put in place to serve a purpose. These purposes may have changed through our new awarenesses as we share our hearts and minds. Know our service is to continue to clear and set the altar according to our new higher desire. In case we may have missed the point and are swirling in the all that is, remembUR this we speak is NOW.
Know our actions follow the worders we invest in as we do follow through in all this... that is trust.
Trust
And in joy
Be in this moment
Wholeheartedly
For this is UR true
Response
Ability
Thankyou For UR
Presence
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