from New Zealand.
New Zealand has hosted me well since mid-June. I arrived in Auckland, took the ferry to Waiheke Island, and the synchronicities began. I walked to the water’s edge to visit the grave of a Maori Chief, who welcomed me “home”.
No time to digest this piece of information as we headed off to the Marae or meeting place for the Mayan Pulse ceremony on June 15th. I sat with a small group of women, after being welcomed in the traditional way with a hongi. A ceremony where our noses meet and our foreheads touch as our eye brows make the shape of both the whale tail and the eagle’s wing span – as above so below, where Earth and Sky are represented on our face.
In the circle sat Andre’A, the Mayan Elder, who with others, initiated the Pulse ceremonies amongst the indigenous communities. She is a member of the New Sun Council recognising the importance of the twenty day consciousness pulse, as we close the cycle of the 13th Baktun in December. Puawai, (Poo-ah-why) a Maori elder facilitated the circle.
My arrival coincided with Matariki, the Maori celebration of the appearance of Pleiades, home of their ancestors, who appear above the horizon mid-June. At Pirongia I was shown a stone platform with a standing point where an earlier culture viewed the appearance of the Seven Sisters each winter solstice.
I travelled with Puawai to visit some of the sacred sites of this ancient people, and spent time in many special places and stayed in the homes of Puawai’s friends who welcomed us warmly and shared their knowledge, their stories and their wisdom. A place they refer to as Lemuria had me enthralled, as did Tane Mahouta, a two thousand year old sentinel of the forest who has the diamond pattern of our chakra-merge on his bark. I would love to know for how long he has been holding this template for us. Time and weather were not in our favour to drive to the Temple of the Four Winds – the site where the Pacific triangle of Easter Island and Hawaii connect within New Zealand.
Wishing you happy unification; as you send your own unique sound, into the galaxies beyond.
Love and blessings Helen
In 2001 Helen McCarthy asked loudly and vehemently to be shown how the visible and the invisible work together. Be careful what you ask for.
In the middle of that year she experienced an epiphany. A loud voice shouted the same sentence into her head twice. That sentence made little sense at the time; yet was a premonition of what was to come. She was about to live the answer to her question through a cancer diagnosis.