2012 …. the YEAR of ALCHEMY

Happy Solstice ~ Happy New Year!!!!

After an evening of peaceful ceremony, I did my annual Winter Solstice reading for the upcoming year. Sitting in meditation surrounded by a plethora of candles, I always dip into the depth of the womb of darkness to harvest the Wisdom of Sophia.

This year’s Winter Solstice reading brought a delicious smile to my face. Whereas last year’s reading was filled with major arcana, denoting extreme changes, this year was far more gentle. I like to draw upon multiple traditions with my readings and then weave them together with my own internal wisdom. The decks I “play” with include: Native American Sacred Path, Medicine Woman Inner Guidance, Fairies Oracle, Goddess Guidance Oracle, and Angel Cards. So as you can see I’m far from traditional!!!!!

Last year, the Love that flooded the planet stirred the pot. All the dross rose to the top, personally and for our collective humanity. There is much unrest in our world as it’s all bubbling in its Alchemical cauldron. In the ancient tradition of Alchemy, the Alchemist is not able to produce Gold until he or she has been spiritually purified. Only then will the Gold begin to glitter. Well my BeLoveds, over this past year our emotional bodies have been unraveling. We’ve been purifying, and purifying, and purifying. Alas, as the Sacred Alchemists, we are ready to begin the process of manifesting the Gold!!! That’s the year I see before us!

I know it’s a mess out there, and if we continue to buy into fear, it could be a messy year. But if instead, we choose to manifest that Gold, this is the time to do it. Everything has been broken loose, which means there is an abundance of potent energy just awaiting for our direction. It’s no longer business as usual with everything stuck in it’s old structures. There’s free energy floating around saying, “Hey look at me, I’m here for YOU. What’re you going to do with me?” Are you going to try to fix it by forcing it back into place? Or are you willing to be the Adventurer and find new ways to play with this free flowing Sacred energy?

I don’t know what the world will look like for any of us by the end of 2012. And for me, that’s exciting!!!!! It is OUR Responsibly to see beyond the old world of victim“hood” and shake our tresses free to step into the Power of our Oneness. We’ve been prepared to move forward in leaps and bounds beyond anything we’ve ever experienced before. WE hold that magic wand in OUR hands. What I see is a year of Alchemy, a year of Miracles.

Here’s a brief sharing of what I ascertained in my reading, brief because I prefer to give you a few key words to inspire you to dive deeply into your own inner wisdom. That is, after all, what an alchemist does. So you may as well begin that practice now, on the first day of the New Year of Alchemy.

The primary words that came up for me were: Love, Gratitude, Joy, Nurturance, Creativity, Adventure, Expectancy, Prosperity, and Miracles. The Eagle has come forward to give us the bigger picture, to see the Golden Light within the mundane world, and to focus with clarity on that which we desire. The Dolphins are teaching us how to joyfully flow with Life and be more Playful. Mother Mary opens our hearts to the Journey of Love to experience Miracles in our everyday lives and the Goddess Hathor instills us with Beauty and Harmony. We, the Rainbow Tribes will be weaving together in Unity as Soul Families, seeing beyond our old limitations, to share in new opportunities beyond our wildest imagination in infinite JOY.

WooHoo!!! I have never enjoyed such a wonderfully AUSPICIOUS Reading. ~ 2012, the “Year of Alchemy” is ushering in Love, Joy, Creativity and Miracles filled with Adventure and New Opportunities. Continue to follow your *in*tuition and Allow a new life of possibilities to unfold for to YOU! We are the Alchemists of the New Golden Era. What a fabulous time to be alive.

Welcome to the Year of Alchemy!!!!
I present you with your Magic Wand and wish you many Divine Blissings¸¸.☆¨¯♥´

In Love, Joy and Gratitude,
Sharon Lyn Shepard ~ www.sharonlynshepard.com

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The Illusive Christmas Bug

It’s only a week until Christmas and I still haven’t caught the Christmas bug. No urge to fight the crowds at the mall. No urge to outline my house with strings of lights in the bitter cold. No urge to stand in line at the post office to mail cards and packages. No urge to stuff my refrigerator with glutenous foods. No urge to squeeze into a cocktail dress and rub elbows at the high brow parties. No urge to fulfill empty traditions.

Christmas was celebrated very differently when I lived in Spain. Oh how the Spanish love a fiesta and as you can imagine, Christmas is the ultimate fiesta. They celebrate for an entire month, but not in the shopping malls. On December 8th, the feast of the Immaculate Conception, the biggest city to the smallest village is strung with a plethora of colored lights swaging from giant white stars over the main street with life sized nativities featured in the town square. Jovial local holiday markets spring up and the locals congregate in the streets to simply share in the joy of the season, listening to street music, warming their hands over kettle fires, nibbling on tapas and sipping mulled wine.

Nochebuena, Christmas Eve, is celebrated with two important traditions. One is in the cathedral for Christmas mass. The other is the gathering of family and friends around the table for plate after plate of decadent food, washed down by copious amounts of wine, celebrating into the wee hours of the morning. After the flourish of the night before, Día de Navidad is often spent as a quiet day of rest with family or a paseo to visit neighbors in the local square.

In January, the “Three Kings” come to town, ambling down Main Street on their camels in splendid regalia, tossing sweets to the children. This is their time of gift giving. . . and the gifts are to the real kings and queens, our children!

Once I was removed from the pandemonium of the American Christmas, there was no going back to the old trappings for me. I now savor the simplify of the season with whatever brings me joy in the present moment. The more simple my life, the more enlivened it has become!

My only urge this holiday season is to bring in some cedar boughs most graciously offered from my enchanted forest, illuminate the house with candles, light a fire in the fireplace, enliven the house with harp music, engage with my heart-centered friends and family, savor some delectable chocolate, and toast another miraculous year of Heaven on Earth.

My desire is to rest in the Peace I feel within me, send Loving Blessing from my heart to all of humanity and to sprinkle the world in Joy. I haven’t been bit by the illusive Christmas bug, but I DO have the Christ-mass Spirit. . . . For me, the holiday is one of Love and Light, expanding Joy-filled Hearts, and MAGNIFICENT multidimensional unfoldings. No wonder I haven’t found it waiting in the wings, I celebrate it in every moment all year long!

So my Beloved friends and family, as one Christ Child to another, I gift you with an Abundance of Peace, Love and Joy. . . and remind you that Miracles and Magic are Always afoot¸.☆*¨¯`♥

~Sharon Lyn Shepard~
www.sharonlynshepard

artwork by Josephine Wall

ps: After reading this Capricorn New Moon Report, it’s no wonder so many of us have been drawn inward to return to the simplicity of Love and reinvent the old Holiday traditions!  http://lightworkers.org/channeling/148853/capricorn-new-moon-24-december-2011

Transfomation with Comet LoveJoy

Anyone else feeling like their tail has just been burned off?

When Comet LoveJoy came into the sun’s energy field yesterday, December 15th, scientists fully expected it to disintegrate. But instead, when it kissed the sun, its astounding Love and Joy dissolved the baggage of its trailing tail and it now shines like a diamond blazing across the sky.

That’s us folks! We’re the microcosm of the macrocosm. When we entered the 11-11 portal, Love flushed out our entangled time worn emotions and mercury retrograde gathered them all together. Since then, we’ve been carrying them in our wake. How many of us have been feeling this recent heaviness, eh? With the blink of an eye, in the Light from the sun, we’ve just burned off our long held tails of baggage. We are FREE, blazing our Love and Joy as brilliant diamonds across the Universe. Turn around, take a look, the baggage is gone!! (unless you’ve chosen to hang on a little to tightly) What a way to blaze into 2012!!!

Add there’s a bonus gift!! The sun is now in the galactic center, streaming nonstop Universal Wisdom. If your receptors are clear and tuned in, you realize that the volume has been turned up and the music has taken on new harmonics which the brain is busy trying to interpret. So, tune IN and tune UP!

Need a nap to rebalance? No doubt, I do!!!! But before I slip under my goose down duvet, I’ll add a little harp lullaby to the new harmonics wafting toward the planet. Rest well my BeLoveds. Time for some rest and rejuvenation. Ah….

~Sharon Lyn Shepard~
www.sharonlynshepard.com

~ If you’d like to know more about the comet, you can find it here:

“Sungrazing Comet Lovejoy has confounded the experts and survived its close encounter with the sun.  Last night, NASA’s Solar Dynamics Observatory recorded amazing movies of the comet entering and exiting the sun’s atmosphere. Comet Lovejoy’s scorched remnant is now receding from the sun in full view of the Solar and Heliospheric Observatory.  Visit http://spaceweather.com for the latest movies and discussion.”

The Hypnotic Illusion of “work”

I had a crazy dream last night that I puzzled over for most of the morning. Once it’s message became clear I felt it was worth sharing. In the dream. . .

The fluffy white clouds in the bright blue sky began to accumulate into clusters that culminated in ominous black funnel clouds. When I pointed it out to the people I was with, many of them became afraid, frantically running around trying to decide what to do. I remained calm and simply observed. As the big black funnels drew closer, they dissolved into office buildings that spun out of their darkness landing on the lawn in front of us. When a few aliens walked out of the buildings, the frantic people in our group immediately formed a line and walked into these buildings. One of the aliens ambled into our garden and looked around to see if anyone remained. But he never saw those of us who were sitting calmly around the edges. After he went back to his buildings, the few of us that remained began to observe and chat between ourselves. We realized that what we were looking at was only an illusion. If that was true, where were all these robotic people going? It made no sense. At the end of the day, the exhausted robotic workers returned to our garden. Before long, the aliens served trays of pretty hors d’oeuvres and drinks to the workers. They still did not see us, but the some of the workers did and offered us some of their food. When we tasted it, it was pure chemicals. So we declined any further food telling the workers it had no nutritional value. But it’s so pretty and tasty they said. We still declined. Then we asked what they had experienced that day. When they were in our energy field it became clear to them that they had been hypnotized and many decided to “awaken” and not return. The next day, when the aliens entered our garden, many followed them to the office buildings again. But…. some remained with us, unseen by the aliens.

As I was awakening, there were some tendrils of fear and I wondered if this was a prophetic dream. With so much recent talk about aliens, I wondered if there was something I was supposed to do about this dream. So I went into meditation and became clear.

But of course!!! This isn’t prophetic, it’s the illusion of our present day. Our present day definition of “Work” has hypnotized us. We step into its illusion like robots. I don’t care if its an office building for a corporation (where we are required to wear the uniform, punch the clock and abide by the rules), or if its in front of our own computer in our pajamas. If we’re buying into the present day illusion of work and business, we’re being hypnotized. Not by aliens but by group consciousness. “Work” is alien to spiritual beings and it continues to drive us deeper into the hypnotic illusions.

So how do we step out of the illusion? out of the hypnosis?

Play, play, play!!! Play is natural to the spiritual BEing and we are ALL Spiritual Beings. The more time we spend with others in the “real” world, the “natural” world, the more acclimated we become to our authenticity as Magnificent Creators rather than robotic replicators.

Are you ready to step out of the hypnotic trance? Are you ready to play with those who are no longer sleep walking in the alien world? If so, the playground is wide open and in full swing. We invite you to come play, sing, paint, sculpt, write or just be in the midst of Universal Creative Genius. That’s the purpose of Earth and She is the ultimate example. We invite you to Come Play in the Garden of Eden!!!

~Sharon Lyn Shepard~
www.sharonlynshepard.com

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The “Father of Love” has Returned

“Wait until your father comes home!” How many times did I hear that phrase while I was growing up until I began to cower when my father walked through the door, rather than run into his arms with love and excitement. Growing up with a precocious sister and a younger brother, it seemed like I was always in trouble. So I could usually conjure up some reason to fear my father coming home. So I eventually learned how to “be a good girl” to please my father, and everyone else, just to find peace in the household.

Religion taught me that God, the Father would be standing at the pearly gates with his check list to see if I measured up to gain access to heaven. The alternative that would await scared the bejesus out of me. So I was always on the lookout for ways to rack up those heavenly points. Catchy phrase we use isnt’ it…. Scare the “Be Jesus” out of us. That’s exactly what it did! By fearing our Father we lost our ability to love unconditionally and Be the Christ.

Marriage did a number on me too! The man is the head of the household, the provider. And…. if you wanted to be provided for, you had to follow the rules, his rules. That phrase, “Wait until your father gets home” kept ringing in the hallows of my mind. Only now it wasn’t my father I was trying to please, it was my husband. By now I was feeling quite rebellious. So I thought, I’ll show them! I can be just as masculine, then I’ll be worthy! Poor guy, I don’t think he ever had a chance. I was already programed in the archaic patriarchal paradigm.

Well I’m here to tell you, the “Father of Love” has returned! The old paradigm is being swept away. As the veils of illusion dissolve we are seeing the truth of Love. The old doctrines that have been handed down from generation to generation are dissipating before our very eyes, through the eyes of Love.

I’m not throwing blame at anyone here. That’s not what Love does. I am simply opening to a new way of living…. in love with the masculine rather than fearing the masculine, within me, as well as the men in my life. No longer trying to please “the Father” for fear of rejection, but to Love the Father as I know the Father loves me.

I shall take the liberty of adding to the words of Jesus, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind” …… as the Father doth Love YOU.

What freedom that instills within me! The only thing asked of me is to LOVE. Without the need to please anyone else, I am at liberty to love and please myself. That’s where Love blossoms…. within me, to be shared with everyone in my life free of constraints, whether masculine or feminine. Love has no gender and flows freely.

The “Father of Love” has returned and knows no bounds. Ah but he was never gone, it is I who am returning… returning to Love.

PS: I experienced an interesting observation as I was writing this. I felt sick in my solar plexus and the burn gradually moved up to my throat. It became so restrictive that I was choking. How many times in the past have I stopped at this point afraid to speak my truth. I almost quit writing, but gathered the courage to continue moving through it. All of a sudden a burst of light filled my being with the essence of Love and freed my heart of it’s old restrictions. Ah the sweetness of Love… the freedom of Love. Blessed be.

~ Sharon Lyn Shepard ~
www.sharonlynshepard.com

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