White Coral Bells

September 12, 2010

White coral bells
Upon a slender stalk.
Lilies of the Valley deck my garden walk.
Oh, don’t you wish
That you could hear them ring?
That will happen only
When the fairies sing.

We drive to Rishi Meadows and set up camp. Then we drive to the end of the road. I take the crystals that wanted to come with me and Sky takes her crystal bowl. We both see the place to go. A vibrant green patch of low-growing foliage up the mountain slope. As we climb to the place, I’m singing the old Girl Scout song White Coral Bells. I’m weeping, although I don’t know why. But I’m sure that this song is somehow a message to us. When we reach the spot, a lovely aroma envelopes us. The low foliage is actually some kind of pine exuding a heavenly scent. We sit on boulders and put our crystals on a lovely red cloth Sky has brought for just such occasions. From this place we can see Lake Bountiful below and the exact bank where we did our Misselthwaite ceremony last April. We’re about to start when we’re joined by a young man who appears to be in his early 20’s. Sky starts the bowl singing and I connect up this place with all the other Misselthwaite points plus Emerald Lake, Destiny Mountains, and the Coastal Cliffs. I ask and intend that this grounding be used for my highest good and the good of all on earth. The energy of this ceremony is high, intense and pure. When Sky is done with her playing, the 3 of us each take a crystal, infuse it with our essence, and throw it into the mass of vibrant green foliage. The young man leaves us and Sky and I linger on the rocks enjoying the feeling. Another man joins us and thanks Sky for the crystal bowl music which had fortuitously started as his group was infusing energy into some crystals. When we return to the parking lot, I balance the energy work with soil balancers (dolomite and kelp) and stabilize it with flower essences (V-1 and Moon). At first, I’m only able to identify the V-1 essence, although I know another one is needed. Sky was getting a hit each time I said “Moon” and finally she realized that I need her help. So we get it done.

We get in the car and drive the short distance to the higher Rishi Meadows. We’re on the trail to the springs when we run into Shawna and her daughter returning from the meadow. On greeting Shawna, my energy surges higher. She immediately asks me if I’m doing flower essence work and comments that the flowers are blooming much later this year than usual. She asks us to phone her later.

At the spring, I hold the crystals in my hands as on my previous visit and ask the saint to infuse his essence into them. This time my hands become nicely warm but not so dramatically hot. As I meditate, I see roads, cliffs, bridges, and waterfalls. I see Sky and myself at all these places. I also decide to make a flower essence from the flowers growing near our campsite. We feel that these flowers magnetically pulled us to choose that particular site. They called to Sky and now they’re calling to me.