Gateways, Doorways and Bridges Between The Worlds.

Autumn is a Doorway!! Message from Breena

You know that soft Autumn light where everything seems to have a orange golden hue, everything becomes a little slower and dreamy, time feels as if it soften and slows.. Moments where it seems as if you have stepped outside of it....

The leaves within the trees burst with colour an explosion of red, purples, oranges and yellows, the light pouring through the branches... A prism of light... A space cracks open in the liminal and this is the very light I travel on... I become a thousand threads of light, if you were to see me, I would look like an array of Orange , Golden, Red fire flies.

I move beyond time across the rainbow bridge ... I burst through the hedge .. for this is how I journey and travel ... I move between the Worlds..

Beloved Shane, You have spent a lifetime with one foot here and one foot in the afterlife somewhere we call the Summerland's... And a thousand souls have travelled to speak with you and those they hold dear.. Would it not be possible to do the same, between our worlds?

It would and you will.. Between now and Winter Solstice you will remember how! Remembering the rites and rituals.. As a child when playing you chassed the light, the particles and fractures of that light, tumbling though your hands...

The soft hues that become a crack in the worlds... Autumn is a doorway, see it as a opening into the liminal... See it as a gateway, as a doorway, a bridge...

May eve and again in Autumn Equinox a window, gateway, doorway and bridge that stretches open into Winter Solstice, Yule and beyond...

Your curiosity stirs to Enoch the Owl.. Owls are the guardians of those openings , they sit between the worlds , they are creatures of twilight , dusk and dawn. They live in the liminal they have stood at the entrances to our worlds for thousands of years.. They are a messenger for where they appear, we are close by......