Music Monday – Earth

Spooky, Beautiful, Earthy

Norupo

Krigsgaldr

I’ve seen the live video of this one, but this animation is fascinating.

Traust

Shaman

LIFA

I may have posted LIFA before. This band is scary and weird and good. It must be hypnotic to actually perform this music.

It would be fascinating to see them live. What a trip!

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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

14 thoughts on “Music Monday – Earth

  1. New comment, as in a sense it belays my last…
    Something about the living petroglyphs in the Krigsgaldr video, something about your post, something about my comments above now expressed out here… expressed and birthed and framed a new perspective for me:

    Yes, rite of passage in 1991, very powerfully. An, yes many many crushing and spendorous things between then and now. Though, 5 years ago, out of necessity, I took a J.O.B. As Director of Purchasing & Coordination for a company. 4 1/2 years ago I started 3+ years of bi-weekly Brainspotting Therapy/Counseling.

    2 weeks before the shutdown I was started awake be a feeling of celebration.Still very liminal, still very ??? Dafuq???, though it was there. Being awakened to the resonance with a high honor given to me several years before. Like to took me that long to own it and just say, “Thank you.” Which, of course I had before, though “Thank you” to myself in that liminal moment.

    I sat there in the dark. Steeped in it without words or figuring out what this meant. I only had the feeling of, “don’t pollute this with words. There’s more here than you know.”

    And, it came. A creative Ex. Not that I broke up with it, just that in 2012 it was complete, and now suddenly as it came rushing forth to greet me, only semi-complete. 8 years gestated? Yup. It was the 78 Divination Spreads inspired by my art, though now… Now, it came with the same name alluded to in my Tarot deck and book. ImaginAction.

    So, two weeks before the 3/19 – 3/20 shutdown, I turned back to wade into this intense pool of my own creation. And yes, with a bit of trepidation in, “Am I creatively strong enough to not get consumed, and Fantasia style wand it and conduct it into… hmmm, what am I conducting and into what?”

    The Creation story spilled out of me as if I was taking dictation. The method just tracked 1 by 1 by 1 start to finish to… several hundred hours of file prep to get to assembling the pdf, and Voila! There it was. ImaginAction.

    Thing is. It may be the biggest, most wonderfully robust thing I’ve ever created, though that’s not where I am going here in this comment.

    Something about the living petroglyphs in the Krigsgaldr video, something about your post, something about birthing ImaginAction, something about my comments above now expressed out here, and something about a shift that just occurred now, and was seemingly always occurring throughout the past milestone cairn of the last weeks… expressed and birthed and framed a new perspective for me.

    That perspective. I haven’t had fear and anxiety about this. At all. I even felt a bit ashamed and tentative at one point that I shouldn’t express that as it might seem to demean the vast and real feelings of fear and grief others were legitimately and strugglingly going through.

    That perspective is that, sometime between two weeks before this all it the fan across the human community, I nestled in to seat in myself More naturally. And, date I say, though feel it to be so… I may have just seated another natural notch into the Heartfelt Hierophant of my Soul Seat.

    Thank you for being part of that. You and Paul have provided a perspective of continuing your work. That’s part and party to my nestling in to… not a 6-speed turbo convertible, or my current car which LOL needs brakes… nestling in to seat in myself, soulfully, and actively.

    Thank you Holly & Paul. Thank you for being part of stacking the stones of this milestone cairn time.

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    1. Wow, Jordan. There is so much of your work that I want to take the time to take in and have a meaningful response. Thank you so much for sharing your inspiration and your story. I need to reread this and have a better response. I feel like there are many parallels happening on our soul /creative journeys!

      I also want to say – Paul says he is very humbled.

      Thank you again!

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  2. Krigsgaldr. Rather than war and violence, I felt the Powerful ritual and process over ages of shamanic dismemberment finding Self. Regardless of the words I embrace and resonate with to put to it, the visual story may very well come across to everyone in an ‘all similar, each unique’ way as much as we are all different, like everyone else. Powerful. An epic movie short.

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    1. “the shamanic dismemberment finding Self” – I feel like so many of us are going through this right now. Or we can allow this global strange time to be this, the rite of passage to the Self.

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      1. “the shamanic dismemberment finding Self” – I feel like so many of us are going through this right now. Or we can allow this global strange time to be this, the rite of passage to the Self.

        the theme continues . . .

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      2. Yes, and not to be smug or condescending in any way, though what I most enjoy In this time about that, is that that rite of passage to the Self, the child becoming the parent of the Man, The Temple In (Wo)Man and Temple Of (Wo)Man occurred for me in 1991 during my architectural thesis in a psychospiritual set of experiences over 3 months brought forth by my thesis itself, a house for me — catalyzed by my whole life up to that point — and will continue to occur in small and large ways throughout the rest of my life. This time, now, is gifting me a more unfettered sense of clarity in action. Rather than kneeling at the Altar of Self, I am more reverently seeing the world, and ironically enough, notice I don’t cuss so much now.

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        1. Add, Truthfully, I kinda miss the cussing. It’s amazing the molecular things we adapt to that can cause change across the board. The cussing was actually a barb or poison of sorts. It wasn’t seen that way then, though now, there’s a diff tenor to the poetry of it. Adaptation, part of change, part of process, part of slow-form evolution.

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