sol terra

sol terra
a new energy bridge
time lines set free
time lords wars -no more-

a new truth emerging
a new sun coming
into sight

a new time of aqua
unravelling folds of

in the new ideas
new thoughts
new understandings

a new time of travel
travelling suns
knowledge more than
from long long ago

an aliveness comes
a way of expressing we laid to rest
aeons ago
treasures buried and opened
and their truth
kept out

answers we’ve been desiring
love we’ve heard of
troubadors wandering
magic aligning
faeries homecoming
mermaids shimmering light
seen once again on yonder
shining star

sol terra a golden delight
with silver tips showing the moons
full glorious stance

and the new music
winging their way
once more

the magnetic dance we all
embarked on
from yonder yonder yonder

are gracing our airwaves
with the love of
our layered
self being
and shifting the gravitational
node that has
allowed us to walk blindly
where no one has gone

shifted through
the eye of the needle
came full circle around
to the new golden era

no longer shut down

lotus flower shouting
a new love tone

a golden spiral moves
reaches in
another direction, a new

so that life no longer
becomes, or is lived as,
a travesty

a travesty of unknowing
disolutioning, terrifying
death songs

sol terra
golden one
a new travelling troubador
love song

at my door

i invite you in

breath me
through you

new doorways swing open
new ideas come through
new connections reestablished

sails unfurling
tall ships slipping their berths
dolphins gracing our waterways
with their untamed joy

and the ships of the wall
holding us still

elvens singing
angels eyes wide opened
dragon breaths showering
us with
tingling excitement


our homecoming assured

sol terran
that which you are
what shall you choose
in this new hope day

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Posted by on March 3, 2018 in writing


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Compass of the waves
Compass of the passages of time

Fireman’s hat
the Wave (photon belt)
the sunset
the rocks and treasures along the beach
under the wave
Where we go from here
a whale’s tail, a whale’s breath
Who knew the things we would do?


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Posted by on February 11, 2018 in cosmic adventures




i am i = the intelligence (knowing) of my imagination

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Posted by on January 9, 2018 in art



a good morning

magnetic (magenta and turquoise) hearts
magnetic health, wealth
soul streams wake up

let your fingertips wander through the soil. let your fingers share graciousness with the soil and the faeiries. feel the connection, the small bubbles of cool, colourful light entering the fairie realm streams through your fingertips. feel the soil come alive, rejuvenate life. let your heart open, blossom and bloom. feel the joy shining endlessly in surges of gentle essence through the entirety of your being.

give joy back to the soil, a gift of heart, magnetic strings alight

you are the soil (soul)
plant within you a small kingdom of flowers
the faeries will love you forever

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Posted by on October 2, 2017 in cosmic adventures




Perhaps, , , all the dragons in our lives are in fact princesses who are only waiting to see ….. us ….. act, just once, with beauty and courage.

Perhaps, just perhaps, everything that frightens us is in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants out.

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Posted by on March 9, 2017 in cosmic adventures


… and

a Shield is a Shield
and a Home is a Home
But … a golden life is a way
of becoming Home.

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Posted by on November 8, 2016 in writing


Dear David

In the days of Long’mer, when the sun sets later than now, and the early morning songs brought forth a breath of newness to gladden the day, we knew the end was near. We knew our world was moving on. To something newer and grander than so far we had had the joy to know, to experience, to express. So we spent those days and hours celebrating how far we had journeyed in our troth with others. We knew that we would sleep this eve and in the new morn wake brand new. Something different in the moments in-between was being brought forth from our hearts and our breathing. Time stood still. Doors opened wide. Life stepped out and stepped right back again. In that in-between all was discovered. All was perfected. All was understood. Life moved on. The dance continued. Yet did not. It ended. Yet did not. It began anew. Yet did not. It was all so still. Stillness. Depth. Well.

Well being. Came. Comes always. No matter the lengths and breadths we go. No matter how grand, nor how small.

We stand on this threshhold now. Awareness is the key.

Let the mists speak well to you, bring wisdom to you. Acknowledge the wise you are, the mists you know, and the ones yet to be.

Freedom sails beckon. Christ lights descend again. New bright arrives. The life you were born to and for roars into being once more, stands before you, ready to soar. Wings well lit. Grace becoming. Songs understood.

The time is now. It is always now. We have forgotten that. Open that time well. Let the remembrances come flooding in. Embrace all of everything. Peace is. Simply that. Peace is.

You do well. As do we.

Trevallion Moorscroft
Lothlarian Ofthwain

Peace be with you.

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Posted by on November 8, 2016 in writing