Sunstar Letters of the Elven

Star Companions Retreat

Pistyll Rhaeadr, May 2017

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Each morning we arose to the Sunstar Drumming ~ the flames of the Elven directions lit in the great ceremonial yurt ~ drumming and chanting in the circle of those who softly gathered. Drumming the sun as it lights up the western ridge of the hills ~ as golden footsteps travel the land. Drumming that realm of gold-white, the heart of the sun and its benediction and blessing upon our day. It is beautiful ~ gentle, frequencies of white and golden radiance building and sweeping through, a most delicate song, and at times a thundering drum, of the far light within and without. Of the solar light codes like beautiful white pods thrumming into presence. Delicate, beautiful, powerful, a wise grace stirring and awakening. An Immortal Grace that is held deep within, that is attuned to the cadences of the Light beyond light.

Each day the Great Crystal Cavern, the Chamber of the Shining Ones within the waterfall, behind the curtain of the w...

Like the far realms within the scent of the rose, from far far away other-dimensional gifts are unfurling, entering sentience ~ far lights sparking from an impossible distance that is now present ~ as galaxies, star systems, our sun and Gaia merge in a reunion of stellar realms, kindred vision and alliance

Within these far golden spheres, architectures are re-forming ~ templates of inter-dimensional existence. Bridges and archways are spun, stellar causeways long dreamt in other realms.

And each of us a stellar, golden temple, a Golden Rose of the Dawn ~ how beautiful, beautiful, beautiful it is to be connected again to the great spheres and far stars of Creation ~ a sequence of exquisite temples linked by bridges of Light

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Sunstar Ceremony

2 Day Ceremony in Avalon

22nd & 23rd April

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Another beautiful weekend where the frequencies of a new Solar Age, of a New Dawn, flowed through.

Under the leafing trees of Avalon, we quested for long-lost other-dimensional gifts whose time it is to return. For this is a time of returning skills, abilities and talents that we never knew we had. Gifts that have been stored away and hidden far away in other dimensions, that were not energetically compatible with the realms of density through which we have travelled, yet now as we ascend they begin to glimmer and shine, to make themselves visible, to send out a call to us that they wish to be found and activated in this Eternal Now moment.

In the teachings of Silver Wheel, these lost treasures, long held and hidden, are symbolized by the Moonstone Orb. This Orb holds the subtle inner iridescence, the shifting hues of the rainbow moonstone.

Pale and mysterious, it holds the dreams that have become hidden througho...

Amenti. Violet, sapphire, silver and golden the pillars that whirl downward from the Flower of Life, woven out of Elven starlight gems in the forest floor.

In the wind and the snow, by the light of the Snow Moon, came the Morningstar transmission in Avebury. This moon, the Morningstar has brought a message of remembrance from the Earth: she bids us remember that we are the vessels of direct inspiration, we are receiving direct access to her records. The Elven Ones truly are one of the Amenti Races, those who hold the Ascensional timeline of the Earth. And into the realms of Amenti they guide us this Snow Moon, to initiate ourselves as true Memory Keepers, to learn to trust this returning flood of remembrance, of the vast and vanished timelines of Lemuria and of the Earth’s connection to the star realms.

It was as though rose-light filled the room, flowering up from the hearts gathered. Rose radiance suffused the Morningstar altar, everything bathed in stellar heart radiance, beaut...

A vast expansion of swanfeathers is felt, a celestial and inner spaciousness, a ground swept clear, shimmering cosmic templates anchoring into this world. The powerful dynamic of ascension and descension: the elemental body awakens to her celestial DNA, her blueprint long-written in sapphire, created in the time of Lemuria and earlier. 

These are the higher dimensional star realms of the earth within, beautifully encoded, the sapphire footprints of the ascended Angelic path on earth. It is a memory and a sphere being accessed ~ the original, ethereal strands of our DNA being swept clean and restored. The Elven Ones, the Shining Ones and we ourselves are architects of this transformation: it is spoken of in the Deerskin Book as the restoration of the Lost Temples.

And it is a restoration, but it is also the inauguration of that which has never existed before. As the elemental body is uplifted, deepened, expanded into its full shining spectrum, as ancient gifts and propensities awok...

Magenta, peach, fire opal and gold, dusky teal clouds. Aloft on the Tor at sunset. The waxing moon and the Eveningstar in a deep blue sky. The worn winter emeralds of Avalon.

It seems to me more and more possible that we can reach this delicate state of Creator Being on earth again.

The ethereal Elven Eveningstar Palace overarches Avalon. Delicate new shades of the Immortal Rays are pouring through. My body breathes with galactic spaciousness, Creation Light, that white star radiance, and a soft magenta shawl that keeps falling and falling through: softening the journey of every cell as the walls of protection, the walls of control gradually dismantle and fall. That which is being awakened already exists: these precious sapphire memories, a sapphire star Way of Peace.

Magenta, white star radiance, softly, softly, old robes of an Old Star, New Dawn of an Old Love

Ruby star, softly, violet flame, ruby star and violet robes: shimmering with sunstar radiance, Immortal Love.

White S...

Imbolc has been an extraordinary portal of activation for the Elvenstar Lemurian energies. A sequence of exquisite White Starlight Pipe Ceremonies, from ocean’s edge to Stonehenge to Avalon, in wind and rain, by apple tree and mistletoe, has brought through another wave of Lemurian energies and remembrance.

The precious wisdom and earth ways of that time, the Lemurian light-body, its graceful palace of encoded Immortal and Dawn energies, is truly awakening ever more fully. Like a flower that is opening into this age and time, the realities of Lemuria are flowering back through the present moment.

The grace of the Elvenstar wisdom is dancing through the veils, and its ancient alliance with the other star lineages and energies, especially the Marian star lineage, so beautifully activating and coming together.

Those star lineages that have been devoted to Universal Love and Compassion upon earth, to an exquisite field of loving co-creation, are re-uniting with one another. The anci...

This is the Moon of the Morningstar, according to the Elven teachings.

The Morningstar Lodge is the sacred sphere of the Elven Elders, the ancient star souls who for so long have held the evolutionary vision of the Earth. They gift us a vision of her true origin and destiny.

You climb the topaz steps that spiral upwards, ascending amongst the silvery trees. It is a spiral ladder of inlaid topaz, guided into the shimmering realm of the Morningstar Lodge. It is a crystalline lodge, built only in the hours when both moon and Morningstar shine in the sky. You enter this ethereal and otherworldly sanctuary, suspended in the forest like an ancient prayer. Within are the Eagle Elders, each with a fan of feathers at their brow. Sitting in a circle, their presence is formidable…

With their gaze of fierce focus, they ask for your truest hope, for that deepest and most beautiful hope that is truly the flame and Morningstar of the Dawn

‘Hope, ancient, brilliant star of memories. Hope is the...

What is the gift, the sacred heart of this ancient Elfin Queen, this Gwenhwyfar, Guinevere, White Enchantress? She who has so long haunted our hearts and our imaginations.

As the old elemental essences awaken, and reveal their cosmic wisdom once more, we listen.

For within her heart burns the beautiful solar flame, the golden one. It is not the lunar mystery, but an ethereal solar radiance. This that they call the Christed Light is hers, these Solar Crystalline Codes that so alter us, that restore us to remembrance of ourselves as Creators.

We are existing in a whole new way. So powerfully different, and yet so subtle. Lit up, as Shining Ones, there is also a disappearance. What this is, disappears from the sight-line of the old consciousness. It falls under the radar of the old notion of existence.

As ethereal solar radiances, we introduce the star realities and the dreams of the soul to this world. We are the Daykeepers, the ones who keep the golden drum beat of the Dawn on ea...

I sat for a beautiful Pipe Ceremony this evening, blessing the soul of 2017, calling to its spirit and wisdom. Sitting before a crystal mandala laid around Silver Wheel, in the dark of the evening.

I see the Immortal Tree of Peace, the violet flame of her leaves, her branches that touch the heavens, her roots that reach into the earth. And within every cell ignites the knowledge, ‘You know what to do.’ The soul is so old, timeless, wise. The soul with beautiful, perpetual radiance holds the music of the future in her heart. 

This is the immortal and angelic aspect that is becoming ever more accessible, the Shining One stepping into embodiment. With shadowy, infinite grace, there she stands. She knows how to play her part in the choreography of the Dawn: its beautiful map is written within her, it is her soul’s breath.

There is a radiance within that knows, just as a star knows, how and where to shine. She knows her own flares and cycles of luminance: she is her own rhyth...