Kirstie Sivapalan
Can you ever stop your heart leaping up, painting right into the corners of a future not here? That may never be. Could never be. Yet the heart has already vanished over a golden horizon - titles up, audience jump to their feet applauding the textured script, the wonder of realised vision. Except nothing, not… Continue reading Heart beat
When I was a child I used to love those paper-folding "chatterboxes". The snip-snapping of the folded paper, the anticipation of what would I would find after I chose a random number or colour, the layers to be unfolded and the final "statement of truth" that would be revealed to me, which depending on who… Continue reading Unfolding
Well here we are and it's exactly a year since the shop opened its doors. To mark the occasion we had a small sale last week with some bubbles and delicious home-made cake made our resident Angel and healer, Loretta McCabe. Looking back over the last year I have learnt so much about making a… Continue reading The First Solar Return of RSL
After an incredible and lively party on Halloween, enjoyed by both people and energetic beings alike, we have focused on the themes of regeneration and renewal. Samhain, the pagan ritual from which we take most of our Halloween hullabaloo, denoted Summer's End and a time to honour the ancestors, reflect upon life and death and… Continue reading Wave Goodbye, Say Hello
So this is it. Day 365. Final post of Crystallising Dream. I thought I would have something profound to write, one of my more deep and meaningful posts but it appears I've gone word-shy again...How do I put how I feel into words? How do I sum up the last year? How do I possibly… Continue reading It’s here.
FIVE... days to go! I have an entry in my Calendar on 1st November which i forgot I added. It says "Shop Day". For a while I thought it was something i had planned for the RSL Collective Shop - sorting, stocktaking etc but no this was the first indicator of my intention which I… Continue reading Two words
Today has felt like one of the "old days" as I am tired. Almost jet-lag like tired. Rather than push through my intuition told me to rest today today. For the shop day off to be my day off too. Well...ish. Rather than the old days where I've either been tired from HR work or… Continue reading Something old…
Yesterday we transformed the shop space and today it was the turn of my blog. As everything else has unfolded so it unfolds that this virtual space becomes the home of the Collective. A new page has been written and added. Dream crystallised. Time for next phase. Always in humble gratitude to supporters here and… Continue reading Turning the page
I have written and posted something now for 300 days straight. Today is 301. I really can't believe it. I couldn't believe it at 50 let alone 6 times that. I can honestly say that there is nothing I have chosen to do for that length of time day in and out. And, you know… Continue reading 300
I received a visit today from someone else who is following and manifesting her dream. Someone whom I met last week and had that instant "inner knowing" that I'd met her before. Also someone who has an incredible gift of healing and compassion through teaching the practice of Yoga, to children. What an amazing service… Continue reading Showtime
Writing and M.E. 