At a time when obtuse and unquestioning certainty seems to be the fashion and the ignorance and stupidity of extremist thinking rears its ugly head like an over fed and angry dinosaur, we need to be bringing out the stardust and glitter and putting on our glad rags as a matter of course.
This is a time for rainbows.
This is a time for play, for passion, for pageantry and for people. This is a time for ceremony and ritual. Shake, rattle and roll. Drumming towards a different dimensional destination. The Sun and the Moon. The four elements. Earth, Air, Fire and Water. The four directions. North, South, East and West. The Wheel turns. The Wheel of the Year.
Turning, turning, turning, bringing us back into alignment with the natural order of things.
This is a time in which we need to let go of everything that is false to fact. Drowning in the plastic sea of a fake world. Extinction or Rebellion? It’s time to stand up for love, life and the future.
We live in a word that hangs on a thread. The energies of light and dark are amassing in force as we approach a final showdown. Those in power, who would have us believe that they are fit to lead are driven by fear of a greater spiritual truth and resort to self-serving greed as a means of propping up their tired, flagging egos.
So, as the dark clouds gather and the demons prepare to feed, what else can we do but dress up brightly and dance like there’s no tomorrow.
In a space beyond the ice walls of the Antarctic lies a land of unicorns and rainbows, of witches and wizards, of magical light beings, pixies and fairies. And just a little of that energy sneaked its way into Hackney Wick on Saturday 18th of May 2019 (the weekend of the scorpio full moon) and lo, Morning Gloryville did mani-festival in a great big gorgeous gaiagasm of love, movement and music. The front line against the grey plague: hegemony, monogamy and monotony.
Consciousness shifts into kaleidoscopic fragments. Bodies move in yogic bliss, then dance, combining, shining, holding together, as one.
This is life. This is love. It’s the hyperreal deal…
Raw food. Super dude. Vegan treats. Nourishing meets. Breathless bops. Turnip tops. Plant meds. Comfy beds. Gorgeous hugs. Free of drugs. Organic. Shamanic. The Rainbow tribe has come together. The young, the old, the gay, the straight, women, men and the 23 other genders that occupy that liminal space that moves us beyond binary opposition, to new position, its that smashing orangey bit in the middle.
It was a big day out at the Morning Glory Ville Festival. The full moon in scorpio was stirring up some profoundly deep emotions.
Chilled waters run deep.
In the Old Baths at Hackney Wick, home of shamanic magicians, emissaries of love, warriors of the wasteland and the best Greek Cafe in town, we danced the dance of the spellbound. Hugging and slugging it out. Weaving a tapestry of empathy, sensitivity, love, light and a moist, warm chocolatey human connection.
The LOVE power of raw cacao. We want it, we need it, the time is now!! And of course, there were yogas in so many luscious flavours too. Glitter and face paint to do the do. Talks on relating, never hating. Jumping Jupiter, this is almost a case for communal dating.
There were talks on the magic of the plants and the land and how to be the very best human we can.
There was drumming and chanting and planting a seed for the future. There was fire and water, the goddess and her daughters. Children at play. The Queen of the May. Unicorns, pixies and fairy fay. Healing and massage. Hands to the ready. Space filled with love. Hearts holding steady. An imagination station. All aboard this Cosmic Nation. This train now has dancing room only. Come on down, the dispossessed and the lonely. To a rainbow engine, fuelled by a box of delights. No fights. Boom, boom – out go the lights.
And the rest we’ll leave to YOU…
YOU with the great big open mind and the great big open heart.
…the beautiful and the ever more beautiful…
…because at heart WE ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL, and all is welcome here, do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law.
As the Chinese would say ‘We live in interesting times.’
Guest blog post by Andrew Logan