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Tuesday, Jan. 17, 2006 — Raton, New Mexico

Letter from Mark David

Dear Friends of the Light,

If you’re of a certain generation (ie, mine), you’ll likely remember Elizabeth Montgomery as the TV witch Samantha who created magic with the twitch of her nose.

Whenever there was a situation that required more time for resolution than human chronology allowed, Samantha would magically freeze the scene.

For those twitched into statue-like stillness, time stood still to allow those with superior powers to work out a solution.

In these still early days of 2006, some super witch appears to have performed a similar feat in our lives.

Even as time is clearly speeding up, the earth seems to have stopped turning, leaving everything to hang in suspended animation.

It’s as though God has inhaled and we’re all waiting for that Divine breath to release and propel us back into motion.

Unlike the “mortals” in Bewitched who were oblivious to their state, we writhe in the discomfort of stasis, longing for movement even as none seems imminent.

From discomfort, it’s an easy step into frustration or anger, into depression or fear, into hopelessness or despair, into anxiety or worry.

I know. For I have stood in each of those places at least once in recent weeks.

What pulls me through is faith. What pulls me through is trust. What pulls me through, as I mentioned last time, is the knowledge that I have never been let down (even when it has seemed that way in the moment).

As we rest now in the infinite space between God’s in-breath and out-breath, it’s important to remember that God’s breath is the breath of creation, the breath of rebirth, the breath of renewal.

Even as we stand, twitched into apparent immobility by the superior power of our own beingness, that same higher power that is you is arranging resolutions, re-creations and re-alignments.

This period is one of stillness, rest and allowance. It’s one during which we let the invisible magic of creation play itself out. It’s one in which we patiently await the breath of God to initiate whatever is next for us.

I know, even through my stressful writhing, that something wondrous is being readied for me — not by some outside force, but by the Lord God/Lady Goddess/Creator Spirit of my beingness.

My job is to state my desires, as clearly as I can, and then step back in trust, releasing all attachment to outcomes and freeing the maximum energy and space for the magic of creation to have its way with me.

As I mentioned in last week’s newsletter, however frozen in time we feel, we stand poised to move through a powerful gateway.

When the sun enters Aquarius on January 19/20 (depending on your time zone), you will begin your walk through the Aquarian Earth Gateway into the New Earth, the Heaven on Earth of your own Ascension, the legendary Age of Aquarius.

That portal coincides with the beginning of God’s out-breath and the beginning, once again, of motion.

As you step through that gateway, you will begin to see and experience more consciously the visible effects of the magic that is now working its way through you.

The next phase of that gateway will occur on February 2, a date celebrated in the pagan calendar as Imbolc, in the Catholic calendar as Candlemas and, here in North America, as Groundhog Day. It’s a day of creation, purification, light and renewal.

New Earth Initiations on the January 19 and February 2 portals will work with all those energies.

The initiation energy of 19th will be like a push through the birth canal, propelling us forward and restoring us to motion.

The initiation energy of February 2 will be more palliative and supportive, easing our walk between the worlds.

You’ll find dates, times and registration info/links for both in the calendar, above right.

However you choose to spend those days, I hold in my heart the knowingness of your radiance, of your mastery and of your divine purpose fully and joyfully expressed.

Today and every day, I believe in you.

Blessings,
Mark David

The Way of the Buffalo: Notes Toward a New Earth

In December 2004 I left my Sedona home and began an odyssey I never expected to last more than a few months. Although I have stopped in many places through my year's cross-country travels, none has yet called me to stay. And so I continue, carrying my words and songs to you and to the earth. These are my chronicles of this journey.

January 11-15, 2006 — Santa Fe, New Mexico

• January 11 — I determine that I'm truly ready to ease up on my wandering and settle into a home base from which I can continue to travel with my work. To that end and unattached to any particular place, I begin a list of desires and criteria. As if to prevent me from continuing to work with that list an release it instead, I keep forgetting it in the car.

• January 12 — I treat myself to a Japanese hot tub experience only to drop my watch in the locker room and have the back pop off. Time continues to tick away, but I can't wear my watch. It's that whole time-paradox thing, where acceleration continues even as it seems to continue without me.

• January 13 — Throughout much of my past year of travel, food has not been a primary concern. Often, I have not felt like eating and, when I have, I've been more focused on standard fare that doesn't involve lengthy restaurant searches. So it's perfect (in that twisted way Spirit has of expressing perfection) that I find myself in pricey Santa Fe, at a time when my income is in suspended animation, wanting to eat and eat well. It's perfect because it forces me to trust and to hold the resonance of affluence and abundance (in this city with more millionaires per capita than anywhere else in the U.S.) despite my outward circumstances.

• January 14 — As I wander through a jewelry store on Santa Fe's ritzy Plaza, waiting for the watch doctor to re-affix the back of my watch, I overhear another customer telling a sales clerk that she has just moved to Santa Fe. It’s the first of a series of synchronicities that suggest that the magic of my list is at play.

• January 16 — I leave Santa Fe knowing that I have planted the seeds of my new home (be it in Santa Fe or elsewhere) and that all I can do is surrender to the invisible, as those seeds germinate below the level of consciousness. One day soon I know that their delicate green shoots will reveal themselves. But for now, all I can do is move on.

January 16, 2006 — I-25 between Santa Fe & Raton, New Mexico

As I drive through an overcast, snow-flurried mountainscape north of Las Vegas, New Mexico, I remember that the French for overcast is couvert, or "covered." And I do feel covered. Not with a gentle, protective blanket but, almost suffocatingly, as though the clouds are pressing down on me.

Then, in an instant, the heavens above me and vista before me clear.

A dramatic sweep of cloud fills the sky to the west. To the east, an armada of spaceship-like puffs sails across the endless blue.

In both directions, and ahead of me, the sky is a canvass of possibility...infinite possibility.

I feel as though I have moved through the heaviness. I feel free.

The MoonQuest: A Journey of Surrender

Q'ntana, the mythical land that is at the center of my novel, The MoonQuest, is crippled and silenced by fear. It's a land where the King's Men, black-shirts on black mounts, carry out a reign of terror that has put an end to imagination, expression and creativity.

It's a land that represents aspects of each of us as we live the inner struggle between submission and surrender, darkness and light. And its quest is your quest and mine as we move forward into healing and wholeness.

The latest free installment of The MoonQuest was added on January 9. If you prefer to read the story at your own pace, it’s also available for sale as an eBook.

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