The theme of this edition tickles my fancy and tempts my imagination even though I have learned tremendous lessons from engaging in the pursuit of mystery. I had a dream a while back inviting me to consider the place I live, Dunsmuir, California, in ways that aren’t necessarily visible on the surface. Dunsmuir sits just south of the majestic Mt. Shasta in northern California and is nestled in a steep, forested canyon of beautiful trees and wildflowers. This is an old rail town with old rail houses and a very quaint downtown that looks much like it did several decades ago.
I have a thing for nature and this region is filled with amazing waterfalls, beautiful forests and fascinating wildlife. We live next to the Sacramento River, just six miles from the headwaters, and I can always hear the river song which whispers her mysteries to those that listen. During wet weather, steams of mountain mist dance along the tree tops in the canyon beckoning the day dreamer to adventures yet unknown. And, on days like today, the town is enveloped in the silence and beauty of falling snow.
And yes, Mt. Shasta is full of deep mysteries replete with the mythology of ancient times. She is said to house remnants of the great Lemurian people who hold the knowledge of crystal magic. If you know of someone who has made the trek to this mountain chances are you know somebody with a tale of magic. She tempts thousands of visitors every year yet walking her pathways isn’t for the light of heart. Inviting Her mysteries often results in tremendous life lessons and if you accept, transformation isn’t far behind.
Often overshadowed, Dunsmuir hosts the amazing Castle Crags; 6000 feet of tall granite spires said to be over 200 million years of age which have inspired many myths and legends. It is believed that Castle Crags is a similar interdimensional vortex of energy, similar but not the same as Mt. Shasta, and a gateway to other dimensions. People come to the Crags to engage in embodied spirituality – the hike to the top is a challenge. Exploring the spires at the top of the trail can be a profound experience.
The Winter Solstice, the quiet time, still holds space for the ancestors to share their wisdom. In this place, the ancestors that have made their presence known include the oak, pine and cedar trees as well as the great osprey and trout. If I am still enough the murmurs of the peoples of this land can also be heard. They all speak of the need to hold a strong reverence for Mother Earth and to care for each other well. They remind us to be patient, resonate deeply with home, to honor the seasons and to share our beauty regardless of who is watching.
Dancing with the realm of mystery takes a special person; one with patience as well as a sense of adventure. Entering the ring with mystery promises transformation of one kind or another. Mystery irrevocably keeps things in the shadows where they remain hidden until their time has come. My only advice is to access women’s wisdom and let things unfold as and when they should. Perhaps you might begin with formulating an inquiry about the mystery of your place.
I have a thing for nature and this region is filled with amazing waterfalls, beautiful forests and fascinating wildlife. We live next to the Sacramento River, just six miles from the headwaters, and I can always hear the river song which whispers her mysteries to those that listen. During wet weather, steams of mountain mist dance along the tree tops in the canyon beckoning the day dreamer to adventures yet unknown. And, on days like today, the town is enveloped in the silence and beauty of falling snow.
And yes, Mt. Shasta is full of deep mysteries replete with the mythology of ancient times. She is said to house remnants of the great Lemurian people who hold the knowledge of crystal magic. If you know of someone who has made the trek to this mountain chances are you know somebody with a tale of magic. She tempts thousands of visitors every year yet walking her pathways isn’t for the light of heart. Inviting Her mysteries often results in tremendous life lessons and if you accept, transformation isn’t far behind.
Often overshadowed, Dunsmuir hosts the amazing Castle Crags; 6000 feet of tall granite spires said to be over 200 million years of age which have inspired many myths and legends. It is believed that Castle Crags is a similar interdimensional vortex of energy, similar but not the same as Mt. Shasta, and a gateway to other dimensions. People come to the Crags to engage in embodied spirituality – the hike to the top is a challenge. Exploring the spires at the top of the trail can be a profound experience.
The Winter Solstice, the quiet time, still holds space for the ancestors to share their wisdom. In this place, the ancestors that have made their presence known include the oak, pine and cedar trees as well as the great osprey and trout. If I am still enough the murmurs of the peoples of this land can also be heard. They all speak of the need to hold a strong reverence for Mother Earth and to care for each other well. They remind us to be patient, resonate deeply with home, to honor the seasons and to share our beauty regardless of who is watching.
Dancing with the realm of mystery takes a special person; one with patience as well as a sense of adventure. Entering the ring with mystery promises transformation of one kind or another. Mystery irrevocably keeps things in the shadows where they remain hidden until their time has come. My only advice is to access women’s wisdom and let things unfold as and when they should. Perhaps you might begin with formulating an inquiry about the mystery of your place.
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