As July opens up its summery portal
I am sensing its warm invitation to venture into its secret garden to the unknown
Yet there is a familiar sort of expectation in the air,
Somehow I cannot help thinking that this is nothing but all our collective outage upon the universe
Our yearly wish into the ether around this very time last July .. “this time next year..”
And so it feels like the planet is responding. Certainly, something is brewing.
Are you a part of this great expectancy?
For those of us who are leaning towards spirituality it feels like an inner earthquake towards a brand new kind of awakening.
The tide is in, the waves are rough, the T’s uncrossed, and the I’s are still not dotted
Nevertheless, I am hopeful, my soul is quickened, and I am in readiness for whatever is eminent.
I am wide open, with an upward onward steadfastness that says, ‘I’m ready, Here I am.’
Are You?
'OPEN and READY, a personal summary of the times' ~ written by Lady Dawnecia Palmer, July 2025
Even as the seasons change so can we. We get the opportunity to fine tune our mindsets and chance to renew our expectations.
closing off this section, I wish for you a very successful and productive June. But it is entirely up to you what you desire to have, what experiences you wish to have, and what you wish to express throughout this month. We might well resurge our dreams, take a long vacation from doubts, visit warm bright inner realms where hope beans brightly, where spirits sores, and laughter is the corner stone and centre pillar of the body temple.
March is the 3rd month of the year, 
December, beginning of winter, twelfth, and last, and first of the three coldest months of the year! December solstice marks the shortest day north of the equator and the longest day in the south. Yet, despite the damp, darker days, shorter evenings, and much darker nights, it is still a special time of the year.
For it is at December that the Christmas tree goes up, with its bright, sparkly lights, and jingle bells songs; the warmth of fireplaces, and the delicious scent of spiced hot-toddies.. of cinnamon, cloves, lemon mingled with rum, brandy or whisky.. fills the air around pretty Christmas Markets stalls usually held in the centre of many downtown this time of year.
It has long been acknowledged that though December is not really the authentic time period that the boy Jesus was born, nevertheless, it is the month that has been designated on the calendar for us to commemorate his miraculous birth, and the wonderful stories these offers us.
And it is this Christmas Story that give the narrative for the endearing nativity scene, where we see Joseph, and a young mother and her child neatly tucked in warm swaddling clothes lying in a manger in a stable, along with angels, shepherds, and animals. A Saviour to earth has come. And it is these stories which creates the backdrop for our carols today.
December, there are beautiful festive lights everywhere in lands far, and near. It is the season for shopping for presents, exchange of gifts, visiting with loved ones and friends, eating grand, and more than usual merriment.
December, represents a time when things of nature sleep, hidden within roots, boughs, clouds, and buildings as well as the realm of soul. And within the hush of this hidden dark there is also an unfolding, as the planet, nature and species, having turned inwards, unveil a freshness so that out of the dark and hidden appear new inspiration, new directions, and hopefully for us humans a deeper understanding of what was, what is, and what could be.
