KEEPERS

KEEPERS

Deep in contemplation upon a cliff of limestone and thyme

Turquoise... infused with the echoes of long lost ancestors

Bees, humming, their tireless mission

to raise vibrations

within an auditorium

filled with binaural beats of the drum

greeting in the landing on the hills

Walking on an amaranthine carpet

the pungent fragrance of crushed flowers underfoot

drifts into sequestered realms 

to greet the ancient beings

  a place where carob and gold are as sacred 
as the wisdom of the keepers

(Bees & Time)

I stand at the edge
as echoes swirl into a vortex 
that takes me to the brink

Vertigo creates ecstatic tears

as visions of submerged etheric cities come to life

The warmth of the dragons’ breath crystallize my tears

as I hold the turquoise to open my thymus

and then into my heart

(c) D1v1n1a N1ghtf1re 11/6/18

I feel so terribly humbled to have been a part of such a momentous day.

I feel in life that so often, we go searching for our callings, our missions, wondering if what we are doing in life is right. 

We constantly seek, and search for answers. 

What I learned on this momentous day was…we are all already exactly what we need to be.  We don’t need to go looking, fixing, or doubting who we are.  We are enough, exactly as we are. 

We have taken the bravest steps of all, to walk outside the perimeter of paradigm of the times.

The ground I walked upon that day was rocky, hard, unassuming… the most unlikely place on earth that a group of "strangers" could come together in a predestined mission to be a part of something, none of us foresaw.  How could we know we were chosen?

Malta and her many secrets…lol  she hides them well, so that only the few finely attuned could tap onto her mysteries.

  

I didn’t get any messages as such, but on the bus ride home, I listened to the song I added, and wrote down every single word that came to me into a note on my phone.  I incorporated those words and sensations into the body of the poem.

Three words stood out:-

Thyme, time and thymus.

 (I see that another couple in the group from the Netherlands,also saw the landing, dragons,  and spoke of thymus, neither of us aware until weeks later of each others thoughts)

I’m the one who spoke with and got a lesson from their head sound engineer…me, the dorky kid who used to read books on sound and amplification as a 10 year old.  Yes….REALLY.

So I was told to LISTEN…listen to how the sound was travelling, bouncing, creating a feedback loop, binaural in nature.  The fact that a human voice in the valley could be heard all the way to the top with very little trouble.

Had it not been for the people talking in the valley in the distance, and those bloody cars revving up a storm in the distance…I’d not have been able to see how the sound-waves travelled, and how they are used .  They can create both confusion and precision simultaneously.

I know that these people used sound as energy.  They were wizards of acoustic ecology.

The chanting and drumming were perfect accompaniment.

It’s interesting too, that as we were all waiting to board the mini bus to go to our then unknown destination on that Sunday morning, I remember looking up at the sky in the direction of the Gillieru hotel, out to sea,  and I could have sworn that I saw a dragon in the clouds.  I didn’t say a word to anyone, because I always seem to imagine whales and dragons floating in the sky…just a quirk of mine.  So, I was most floored when someone else mentioned the dragons as well…

I am still deeply integrating what has actually happened, this will take time, and I’m in no rush.

This was my first ever trip to Malta, even though my whole Mothers side of the family are from Malta, so I feel a deep connection with the land and the people, as well as the energy…it suited me just fine.

I went to most of the temples, and got some interesting feelings and observations about them.  They are all built to a similar scale and measurement in the doorways.  They mostly all have 4 main pillars

1111

The whole time I was in Malta, I saw crazy amount of 111 prompts.  This is not new for me, Ive been seeing this for so many years now.

But OMGOSH, it was off the chain!!! More than I could explain or even comprehend.  It was so in my face.  I took photos of many of them, but it was overwhelming.  This tells me that I was most certainly meant to come.

I missed out on seeing the hypogeum…I had no idea that I needed to pre-book.  I also had my day in Gozo cut short and missed out on seeing the church at Xewkija I’d always wanted to see.

So what this means is…I have uncompleted my mission, and will need to come back….YAAAAYYY!!!!!

I WILL BE BACK!!!.

I feel that I have more calm and serenity…thank you MOSTA. 

I never ever felt my whole life that I belonged anywhere.  I love Australia, and it’s the only place I've ever known, but after visiting Malta, I understand my roots and connection to the Island, and why I could read her, like the mysterious creature she is.  And her male energy…whoooo heee lol

Next time I come, I know exactly who has to be there with me.  We have the balanced divine male/female higher union, and this is what Malta is drawing to her…Divine union, the end of polarity and separation.  And Unconditional LOVE.

Teresa