nasturtium flowerDearest Hive Tribe,
This post is about healing on a holistic and cosmic level which, when it works, can align all aspects of life.
beniamino, playing with betty on the other side of the lamppost, outside our houseHow can we talk about the integral, the whole, the private and the natural healing process – without being pulled into the lie of separation – of our being dis-eased or inherently ‘flawed’ by ‘imperfection? And without getting distracted by the detritus of modern concepts of medicine?
I must at least attempt it, even with clumsy words and concepts, or inefficient framework to contain my experiences.
fridha, and some passiflora, along our streetWe are just over one week into our use of the Masterpeace remedy, and @vincentnijman and I have been up to the heavens and down deep into our own shadows, whilst sleeping dreaming and waking in a profoundly dynamic state of being, shall we say! 
wallflowers and marigoldsSee the work of the Masterpeace creators, via their website masterpeacebyhcs.com
(I’ve long ago given up on mainstream ‘medicine’, and will try to avoid referencing it here – even if this might leave readers a tad confused about what I’m describing.)
lilies from an overgrown garden below our houseMy feeling, having been upping our dose slowly, and observing the energetic 'dust' or 'clutter' which is clearing – from within and around us – is one of solution arriving: this remedy is a solution. It is an answer to a problem that I have been seeking for a long time, and which I have gotten tangled up in various cul-de-sac distractions from, over the past decades.
new grape leaves opening...My health over the years has been occasionally fabulous and then very occasionally quite awful: debilatating. Flare-ups seem to come out of no-where, though they later on make sense within a more panoramic view of what was unfolding in that time.
the wee street garden below our house, thriving again since we got back from PortugalOne thing I can be sure of: my consciousness and my identity as divine co-creator are always improving, and this is my guide. I am not guided by conventional measuring of ‘wellness’, strength of muscles, blood levels, or the like; my health, to me, is a wholistic thing, inseparable from my intellect, my freedom, my breath, my sleep, my capacity to express myself/ move/ say No to that with which I do not resonate (to co-create)… My health is my very presence in living Vital Force, in this time and place, in the context of a living continuum of time, space and beingness, and relative to how I feel that my cosmic life purpose is unfolding rightly.
plum and pomegranate leaves bloomingThere have been moments in my life in which this health has felt clouded by horrible toxic static, by murkiness of the soul - a kind of hazy darkness which has enveloped me. This has felt like a temporary situation, sometimes, but at other times it has felt like a downwards spiral – which feels like I am cascading rapidly towards the very edge of reality.
our beautiful, if scruffy, lemon treeSpiralling downwards can be terrifying to our earth-based ego, who attaches all kind of catastrophising predictions to any journeying ‘below’ – to any kind of symptom or sensation that isn’t either bland, and/ or (at least superficially) pleasurable. The ego can get entwined with all that we are not, and can be confused with the entwinement, believing it to be permanent, all that is. It takes immense effort to remove one’s egoic focus from the small things, and make it view from high up and low down, the much much MUCH greater picture.
the magnificent Vincent, in alpha male mode ❤️🔥
All good medicine allows us to do this; to gain perspective – to see the world without ego and with the freedom that permits far greater choices going forward.
new fig leavesThere are many good medicines in the world right now, but the very best ones are most certainly being hidden from us, and require a consistently discerning mind, great stamina of research and comparison, experimentation even, in places. The very best cures must be based on real (NOT pharmaceutical!!) science: the real science being that which also includes Great Spirit, Cosmos, and the Living Universal Intelligence.
the more jungle-y part of the gardens, where we love to hang outWe can truly know Spirit, Cosmos and Universal Intelligence ONLY through our senses – and ONLY through senses which are actually intimately symbiotic with both our wholistic beingness (mental, emotional, physical) AND with our immediate and surrounding reality. The more we integrate, symbiose and refine our cocreative relationship with All Things we come into contact with, the more we will know Spirit, Cosmos and Universal Intelligence.
a succulentAnd that, to me, is how we can progress with our own healing. I am healing for the Universe to be more whole, symbiotic, vital and well – not just my own body to be physically cooperative enough to return to a striving-full existence. In fact, if I notice myself striving, or fearing authority, or worrying about the scarcity of anything, I duly note this as a symptom, and seek to integrate it – or at least to overcome subserviance to it.
We met yesterday afternoon, down in the jungle-y part of the gardens, Vincent with a nice bunch of asparagi already… We felt drawn to another part of the gardens which is particularly overgrown, and where a cherry tree and an elder were wrestling with brambles and vitalba. We quietly laboured away for an hour or so, pulling down months’ of growth, tightly packed into layers of weaving.
new sprouts of borage and chardsWhen we wandered back up, observing plants left and right on the way through our neighbours’ unkempt ‘lawns’…. we found some ‘cultivated’ asparagus too! We’d been looking out for this at the top of the (also unkempt) neighbours’ gardens, under the skeleton of the old plant, to no avail. But seeing three big solid stems, I was excited and grabbed them quickly. Don’t tell my neighbours! But I know that they were not planted there, and so must have grown from a dropped seed. They’re practically on the path anyways, so not an ideal spot for an aspargus bed.
a pot of strawberry plantsOur lunch consisted of a pasta salad with wild and cultivated asparagi, olives, fennel and wild onion/ leek, turkey meat from yesterday’s cooked-in-the-soup meat, and a newly-opened jar of nasturtium ‘capers’. Not bad for an improvised meal, if I do say so.
the steps down to our cellars and bathing roomThe ingredients, the flavours, the good vibes between us, the right-aligned feeling of tiredness after the clearing work in the neglected part of the gardens, and the deep satisfaction of having eaten well... all builds into a solid confermation that our path is right, and we are healing: we are in good relationship with things around us, which bodes well for more of this coming to us. We pray for further unfolding in this way, peacefully and masterfully 😇🙏👑🤗
Praying for all of us healing and cleaning up this crazy-toxic world abd all its unnatural systems!
