Continuing on from the previous post and indeed from the previous location of the Singular Stone. As I walked away from the stone, closing the portal to the Fay. I approached a site that I was really looking forward to…The Moon Temple. I could already see that Chris was busy inside the circle and as I opened the door to the place I was stopped.

Apparently this wasn’t the time for me to go into this place. I queried the rods and they agreed, tonight, in the light of the near full moon was the time for me to work at this sacred place. I hung around outside the place until Chris was done and we both continued the walk to a nearby chambered cairn.
We arrived at the cairn and walking around it noted that there was an entrance and an exit or birthing exit as we like to call them. I followed the rods into the chamber and sat down on a ledge to commune with the place. Chris, I heard, had climbed atop of the chamber and you can read what he was doing in his post.

There had no need to prepare for this place or so the rods had told me so I was sat quite still, letting the muse take where it would. A butterfly floated into the chamber (or a vision of one did) and with a brilliant flash transformed into the Goddess known hereabouts as Cailleach. I had never seen her appear as a butterfly before so that was a surprise in and of itself. That nagging question of why such a being was interested in me, came back to haunt me for a moment before I brushed it aside and paid attention to my erstwhile mentor(ess).
Let go of the process, she said, the outcome is determined. You are holding onto the process. Let it go and you will be the flow.
It was a familiar message and had been for the last 5 months, however it seems that I needed to hear it again. So be it. I acknowledged the message and the Goddess became transparent. I was done. Simple and straightforward I thought, until I clambered out of the birthing hole. It was as I stepped out that I felt that this whole experience had been a preparation for this evening and the Temple Moon.

Kal.




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