Sing We Noel

I was lifted and opened by the sweet voices of this year's Mother & Daughter choir which performed at St. John's Lutheran Church in Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia on December 22, 2010. Here is captured one of their pieces, an Ethiopian piece called, Issay!Issay! Directed by Leslee Barry of Clearland (near Mahone Bay) and supported by an amazing team of talented instrumentalists including the young 15 year old, Kathryn Wagner you see on piano in this short video. Enjoy!

If you have a relationship,

you tell the truth.

If you don't,

you have an entanglement.

Most communication can be cleared up in 10 minutes

if people are communicating heart to heart.

Gay Hendricks

We can never know real intimacy until we befriend all our feelings and inner states, including the ones hiding inside our fears. Only then can we be open with others because we are no longer afraid of what they may touch in us. Then, we can be as intimate with other people as we are with our own being and with Life itself.

Alan Lowen

The Art of Being

A November Saturday in Halifax

This film was created after a trip to Halifax with my son, Roan.

Life is always an adventure with you, dear Roan.

I love you dearly!

Lovesong Sacred Ceremony

Here is a taste of what the Lovesong offering is. We are a core group of sound healers and energy workers who are creating a safe container for you to receive a bath of sound and movement intended to renew, purify, awaken, nurture you deeply. Suzanne Hollett of Peggy's Cove is the creator of the Lovesong. Players shown in this clip are Suzanne, Kelly Beale (guitar,vocals...), Paul X Newton (didgeridoo), and me, Sarah McClure. We are now prepared to offer these healings to the public - both individual and group session work. Please contact me: sejmcclure@gmail.com or Suzanne: suzanne@thelovesong.ca with LOVESONG in the subject line. We are delighted to be of service to you!

Temple Talk with Sarah

Sarah Priestess' Message by the Mush-a-Mush

Sarah at Sperry Beach, Petite Rivière, Nova Scotia

Drumlin Fairy

I lived in Petite-Rivière, Nova Scotia in 2006 with my son, Roan.

During our time there, we spent time every day walking by the sea and on the magical emerald green drumlins. Every time I walk this land, I feel deeply touched by the magick: the salty sea air, the presence of the fairies. Worries seem to be graciously lifted from me; I feel playfully invited to work my own magick, to extend my loving heart to the world.

I present to you, the Drumlin Fairy, in all her mischievousness, in all her innocence, in all her power and beauty.

Sarah

the Drumlin Fairy

Selkie Gypsy Enchantress

Dear Friends:

I am sharing here a story of my own sacred sexual journey. When in Scotland, on the Isle of Arran, I asked of Spirit how I had experienced this land at another time. What I share here is the journey/vision I received that day. I am offering this 'medicine-story' as a deep sharing from my heart. I want you to know that what is important to me from this vision is the essential feeling of CLEAR, PURE and PLAYFUL LOVE, with no sense of sexual guilt or shame attached. This struck me as TRUE to my basic NATURE. True Love does have a free-flowing, generous, playful quality that extends to the all.

This powerful feeling of purity invited me to place loving attention on any feelings I had/have of sexual guilt or shame. I have been on a dedicated path of 'clearing my own womb'.

In sharing this truth, I would like you to know that my current path does not involve a disrespect of monogamy or a choice to be intimate with one other. I feel this is a beautiful path and choice....and it is not for everyone.

My invitation to myself and to you also, is to be totally honest with ourselves around the agreements we make in forming relationships. Are we being deeply loving and respectful of our true nature?

Be blest.

Sarah McClure

Selkie Gypsy Enchantress

Journey of a Sacred Sexual Healer

If I Could Dance Your Love Forever

Dancing Temple Gypsy

Swing and Smash

I see you in your goofiness

and today it does not delight me -

but repulses me.

Which is it you want me to be?

Your mother or your lover?

Your lover or your mother?

It struck me the first time I saw

you eat at the table

fork and knife poised skyward,

elbows raised for efficiency...

I saw you dive in

like a pubescent boy

slurping, sucking, gnawing, chawing.

Is this the way you enter me

with your rod, your tool?

With no finesse, nor grace -

but with ravenous appetite?

I spit on your boots

and push you to the ground.

I goad you with a stick.

Hovering over you

until you release yourself

from your own prison

of Mother-hating boy.

Go there, be there,

remember that painful place

now

and you will be free

from creating a life

which is made of running away,

being cool,

playing the good boy,

the trustable one.

I dare you to do something foolish,

rebellious,

truly irresponsible for you.

Swing and smash

yourself awake.

Be free,

my brother.

Sarah Priestess

March 26, 2010

Temple Burger

Return to the Temple

What does this chocolate-eyed, big-hearted man do, inviting the Goddesses into silence to consider these questions?

Shall I dare tell him that the Way for me is not through deep contemplation, but rather by leaving

the man in the dark cave to ponder these ideas himself...

...whilst we go on hands and knees touching roots and mosses, sniffing and snorting the Wild Earth pungency

...plunging into river madness, screaming to the mountain-tops our joyous craziness.

I sit and watch my Goddess deny her Nature - hold her Breath, leaning back in her seat, not swallowing; eyes squinting and straining, cringing and grimacing, forcing a 'restfulness' making herself the steady one - which was never God's design.

Hallelujah!

She is the wild one and must be witnessed in all her raving madness - tripping and falling, hair flying, pelvis writhing, screaming and exalting like the wildest thunderstorm.

Wait.

"Are thunderstorms dangerous?" you ask.

Do you know the most beautiful freshness in the air that comes only after a lightning storm?

I invite you to Breathe that in Sisters and Brothers!

Go ahead.

Within that is both the answer and the question.

And we focus so much on the danger of the Lightning storm and the potential of the towering tree being incinerated to the ground leaving nothing but a piece of smouldering charcoal on the Earth.

I am as wise and open as the towering tree. I am as humble and reduced as the piece of charcoal.

I return to the temple to dance before the men and await to hear their deep ponderings from the cave.

Sarah Priestess

December, 2009

Dreaming Dragon Girl

Dreaming dragon girl

clouds and hills and icy snow

riding on the winds, we go

Shape our dreams

Shine our beams

Warm us by your fiery glow

Only those who dream will know

Dreaming dragon girl

by Sarah Priestess

March 2, 2010

inspired by Grace on Jake's drumlin

Sip and Pray

Sit here

and drink

this healing elixir

I have made for you.

Sipping slowly

the healing love

medicine

Mother Earth

has provided.

Green gold

Earth sun

Pour some more

Hold the cup

in vessel hands

Prayers for you

eyes closed

sipping down

the healing Queen

the dreaming dream

the golden green

the golden green

the golden green

quenching

quenching

quenching

tea

the Grandmother's drink

quietly

they sip and pray

sip and pray

their life away

wild children play

the sweet medicine

of old

sweet medicine

of old

Take this cup

the elixir made

for you this day

sip and pray

your life away

a golden green

a dreaming Queen

sweetness made

this day

by Sarah Priestess

March 9, 2010