Once I received the information about landing in London then I was able to start looking at where else I wanted to spent time on this continent. Looking at a map Canterbury was the first place that called me. At the time I had no idea what was there or why it was calling me but as always I do my very best to listen to these messages when they come in.
Prior to leaving the house sit in Sidcup I took a look at what was available to see in Canterbury and picked the things that spoke to me.
The cathedral was one. Although I have zero interest in what the guide book tells me or what fancy church folk have been buried there - the water tower, the gardens, and the sections devoted to Mother Mary and Jesus are what speak to me. They are the spaces that call me. They ask me to move energy and just in being there the codes I am carrying mix with what has been waiting for my arrival. Sometimes I am picking up lost parts inviting in a remembering, and sometimes I am inviting what has been dormant to become active once again. I’m not always privy to exactly what is taking place and that is part of the surrendering.
I spent time in the water tower and in the space where the water flowed through. Allowing myself to be immersed in that flow.
After visiting the Cathedral I headed back to my room to do some personal healing.
I used to think I was healing so that I could be done with it and move on with my life. Now I view things differently. Each opportunity I get to integrate another piece of myself is just a gift of self love.
This particular day there were two parts of myself that were ready for integration. One was a cartoon pelican that had swallowed far too many truths. This bird was ready to come into the fold. Another was a 10 year old version of me that has some outdated beliefs about what it takes to be a “REAL” woman.
The next stop was St. Augustine’s Abbey. There I was called to dance and sing in this section but it was hard to gather up the courage to do that alone. Instead I settled for some energy work that I could do in a more subtle way.
From there I found the perfect spot for meditation.
A few weeks back I had some work done with the lovely Jen. She brings through earth elements and I was wondering if someone specific had a message for me for these travels. What came up was the acorn and the oak tree. She mentioned needing to take an acorn with me. Funnily enough I have an acorn in my traveling altar that I picked up somewhere along my travels this past year.
This space where I sat to my meditation is of course under an Oak tree. I didn’t notice it until after the meditation.
So grateful always for the way things come together.
The last place I visited was the Franciscan Gardens. Unbeknownst to me when I booked Canterbury was that this was the first settlement of Franciscan monks in the UK. While I was there I had the distinct impression that I was one of those early settlers.
Turns out there was also a bit of dragon energy that I was there for.
He was ready to be set free.