#christmascorner

[doggydrooler]

𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝕰𝖛𝖊☃️ for me is all about watching 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒄(𝒔)🍿, drinking full fat milky & creamy Eggnog🥛 infused with oodles of Rum🫗 and prepping the 𝗣𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗕𝗲𝗹𝗹𝘆🐷 for the day after.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ 𝕸𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝕰𝖛𝖊 🎅 everyone!⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #christmas #christmastime #xmas #christmas2022 #xmas2022 #christmasfun #christmassy #christmaspirit #christmasmood #christmasfun #christmaseve #christmascheer #christmastree #christmaseve2022 #christmaslove #christmasfeels #christmasready #christmasholidays #holiday #holidayseason #holidayspirit #festiveseason #happyholidays #christmascorner #mychristmascorner #noel2022 #feliznavidad https://www.instagram.com/p/CmizOQHBNPt/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[starlightiing]

I had to fix it this morning because the cats seem to think it's a jungle gym for them. It's still a little messed up, but this corner of my apartment is super cozy #christmascorner #christmastree (at North Little Rock, Arkansas) https://www.instagram.com/p/BrJnoggAhj_/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=s1r69gybjurq

[mycosmicbackyard]

Dark blue and purple divans.

He is gone after that. I don’t know how but it is like I no longer care.

I look around in my beautiful living room. The Christmas decorations are gone, it was supposed to be my safe Christmas Corner, but I delayed it too much, the limit has passed, and I can pretend it to be Christmas still, but nothing replaces the energies of our unity. I can feel the pure and fresh energies of January.

This is when I rise in my antique living room. I raise, and then I start to move furniture I don’t need to physically touch to reorder, but I still do. It feels important. 

I move away many of the sofas, and I make a large opening in the middle of the room. Here, I want some tables in a line. Against the wall, I want even more bookshelves so that people may come and study traveling texts whenever they want.

My feet are suddenly bare, I feel the warm grass, and as I look down, I realize that the tabled area is without carpet. The ones under the sofas have new carpets - it looks like they are glowing in matching colors. 

Above I can see that the glassed roof no longer is there - but so is an oval hole - with a spectacular view to the stars. An energy fills me, the oval area with grass and tables - and now chairs - feels indeed very connected. As I turn around to look at the walls, bookshelves are in most of them, and I get to witness the act of arriving texts. It is marvelous: from nothing they suddenly appear in golden dust.

I walk further out in the room, looking at the area where I want people to appear when they’d like. I breathe in. It looks good. Warm. Inviting. Some lamps shaped as planets and cosmic symbols meet me with a feeling of calmness. 

Yes, this is right.

As I walk towards the fireplace I observe that the furniture look different. Old, antique ones are replaced with dark blue and purple divans. The tables in between them constantly glow. As I come near, silvered dust appears on the top of the table and I gasp as a red cup with golden decorations appears. Inside, I see the light brown liquid, and my heart jumps as the white square appears and gently floats in the liquid.

When the caramelized apple sprinkled with green mint and a little salt appears, the tears stream down my face. When I turn around, he stands there once again.

He smiles. His eyes are proud. His red cape is replaced with a blue and purple one, and he bows at me. 

When he does, I observe how the scepter in his hand sparkles in the top. I want to take a closer look at it.

Cosmic Backyard’s Delayed Christmas Calendar 2017// Cosmic Journey Part 21

[aesthetically-flora]

🎄 Saturday Cleaning🎄 Only days away from Christmas and I still have lots of gifts to give away 😅🎁 Thankfully I’ll have visit of my aunts today so they will pick theirs 🎁🥰🙌🏻 For now I am just resting in this comfy chair, me and Ole have done some cleaning and soon start on our dinner. Homemade pizza with lots of beef and then another with chicken 🥰👏🏻 What are you doing today? Are you all set with gifts? 🥰💗 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - #christmas #christmasdecor #christmastree #christmascorner #christmasgifts #gift #gifts #christmastreedecorating #plant #plants #plantsofinstagram #plantstagram #flower #flowers #flowersofinstagram #flowerstagram #rosebear #rosebears #love #inspo #inspire #inspire_me_home_decor #myhometoinspire #myhome2inspire #saatilikesit #gardenandflowers_mette #beautifuldecorstyles #enjoy #enjoylife #enjoythemoment (ved Kjøkkelvik, Hordaland, Norway) https://www.instagram.com/p/CI-rbuGFc06/?igshid=1uh03pz4lc46m

[isavlavegana]

#sarnico#lights#christmascorner#christmas#natale#luci#decorazione (presso Sarnico) https://www.instagram.com/p/B6hdZtLq93E/?igshid=1anlv1ll66tkz

[elamorfati]

[filmette]

Christmas magic. #christmascorn #unichrist #moveoverrudolph

[doggydrooler]

🎄 Christmas Corner 🎄⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ ⁣ #christmas #christmastime #xmas #christmas2022 #xmas2022 #christmasfun #christmassy #christmaspirit #christmasmood #christmasfun #christmasscoming #christmascheer #christmastree #christmascountdown #christmaslove #christmasfeels #christmasready #christmasholidays #holiday #holidayseason #holidayspirit #festiveseason #christmasiscoming #christmasisnear #christmascountdown #happyholidays #christmascorner #mychristmascorner #noel2022 #feliznavidad https://www.instagram.com/p/CmOFC8EB3of/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mycosmicbackyard]

Soil to Self-Love.

She holds up the purple book named “Self Worth” - the one that I found in that floating library in space. Something immediately happens inside of me; I crack, hard surface turns to soft, tension to relief. 

“It looks like you forgot this at the table?”

Her eyes glow as she hands it to me. I take it and softly caress the front slowly with my one hand. I try to open it - but it is locked.

“Not yet,” she says, blinking an eye.

I look at it for a long time before I push it against my chest. I want to cry. A dusty feeling of grief reaches the surface. I breathe in slowly. It hurts in my throat. 

One of my most significant crimes has been not... loving myself. All those times I’ve given myself negative thoughts. All those times I’ve cursed myself. 

“For what?” I reply to myself. 

The dark lady nods. She turns around, picks up something and comes back. A cup of tea is placed in my hands. 

I didn’t even react to the fact that a ghostly being could carry anything. After all - this is my mind, and I am the creator. 

Yes - I am. A creator. I look at the cup with the tea inside. I smell it. 

It smells like dry deserts in yellow sand temples and harvest of past, like rainy seasons of praise and the sun, warmth of peace. 

When I take a sip I guess that is what I feel as well: my grief softly turns to a breezing wind with warmth on top - the soft inside of me gets carried away in the wind, it travels to the rays of light - back to the sun. 

I understand that this is a place that I can return to. That this is scenery made by me - for me. A place where I can feel free, relax and let go. I have to remember this for later. 

When I look down in my tea again, a powerful voice comes bursting out from within. It tickles in every bone, and my whole being vibrates:

“If you do not feel the pain you cannot feel the joy.” 

I let go of the tea: I hear the cup breaking. 

“You are my soil to self-love!” I shout, almost manic:

“If it hadn’t been for you, I wouldn’t have been able to see the contrasts! One can also get lost in the light of the ego! The darkness is the soil we need to use to reach the light - in equal portions!”

The dark lady smiles, a most glorious laugh - and all that I know of darkness becomes gold.

Cosmic Backyard’s Christmas Calendar 2017: Christmas Corner Part 15

[mycosmicbackyard]

The Therapists.

When I stand yet alone again, I try to remember what she - or what I - said.

"... left is one... sun! Go through the sun!"

I immediately turn around to try to find out what she was talking about. Did she perhaps mean the golden colors here - is there a door I can enter?

Yes. Three entrances. But none of them feel right... if not...

I look at the monolith and react when I see a symbol of a sun. Eagerly I trace the pattern with my finger, finding out that it seems like a path. First through one portal, then another.

I then turn around once more and head for the door in the middle. Intuitively I feel that this has something to do with the middle road between darkness and light. As soon as I enter the entrance in the middle, I see a new one; this has the symbol of a sun over it.

I run as I am eager to find out. It looks like I am entering a type of temple garden. Around me, I see several columns - all with ancient hieroglyphs lined up like in a book. I remember what I have read about the Mystery Schools in old times, so I feel the goosebumps on my arms.

Alongside the walls are little roads of water, and as I hear it dribbling, I feel content. Until I hear a moan somewhere further inside the temple garden.

When I get to the source, I see that we are not alone; three individuals clothed in white draperies are sitting around the patient, and I immediately recognize them.

"No... It can't be!!" I eagerly whisper to myself.

At the same time, one of them spots me. He waves with his hand to show me that I have to come closer, and I do without hesitating.

He stands up and whispers.

"I have to go and get some herbs. I need you to take my place for a while."

I take a step backward. "What? I cannot... I... have never healed as you do! I'll ruin the balance of three for sure!" I shake my head, as to confirm my belief of me not being able to lay my hands on this sick individual lying on the floor.

The stranger shakes his head. "You'll have to. You know you can, as I know you can. Don't you remember?"

I open my mouth to say "no," but I realize that the other two are looking at me, and therefore I don't feel like it. Instead, I take the strangers place, put my hands where I know they should be, and close my eyes. A feeling of shame creeps up my cheeks, through my temples and further back on my head. My hairline tickles, and I slowly breathe in.

I start to listen to the stranger's footsteps, as I hope that he returns soon.

I am after all - not worthy of this.

Cosmic Backyard’s Christmas Calendar 2017: Christmas Corner Part 17 

[mycosmicbackyard]

The Lady of Gold.

I close my eyes as the golden light fills the room - being used to the darkness, I am in pain for some moments.  I use my hand as protection and wait. When ready, I see a great hall with walls, and columns covered in gold. As I take my first step towards the woman hovering above the floor, a great echo hits the walls - it is like each step that I take is confirmed by the universal plan of existence!

For some reason, I want to look up. I get touched by how the stars still are there, following my every path, looking at my life from an angle of great love. I also love how the light hits the walls and continues upwards towards the sky. This, for some reason, reminds me of an old, Egyptian temple. I look around, trying to find some clues - and of course: I find the monolith. I also see the entrance towards Naos - the most sacred part of an Egyptian temple. I suddenly feel nervous, and I swallow as I start to walk again - each step slamming back against me, as a 

Question - Answer

or an 

Action - Consequence

Until I stand there, in front of the woman, who, only moments earlier - looked like a dark lady, a tired version of myself. Now, she looks like a queen. 

Her soft smile makes me want to laugh nervously. She still wears my face!

She salutes me. I mirror her actions. 

“Do you understand?” she asks, looking at me with depth. 

I let myself think. I frown. Breathe in, then out. 

“You were - a dark part of me. Something happened to you - or me - or...”

She nods, and her previous chuckling as the dark lady is absent. I start to wonder why.

She answers. “It is because you have lifted one of your dark aspects into the light. It is a very demanding process, and I am not just the beginning of something else. In time, you will see that I go back to a little more darker state - until I reach the golden middle-way. I will get my giggling back then.”

I don’t know what to say. My darkness had more humor than my light? I start to laugh, and suddenly I am very grateful for being on both sides in a way.

She smiles now. “Yes - this is because you see the light as something serious - something to strive for, your morale, ethics, the right from wrong - the seriousness of life. You have never embraced your humor, so it fits into your darker aspects. When you have worked with this for some time - and your humor is out in the light - it will be present both places, in perfect balance.” 

I nod. “Wow, that actually sounds pretty awesome!”

She smiles. “It does, doesn’t it?”

“So,” I continue, looking down at the pink nebula tiles, “what’s next?”

She raises an arm and says:

Two out of three - is done!

Left is one

go through the Sun!”

And with that - the golden lady disappears.

Cosmic Backyard’s Christmas Calendar 2017: Christmas Corner Part 16