The Arising Lion Spirit and the Bifurcation of Time

Are we having fun yet? SAY YESS!!!  Life is meant to be a gas instead of a bad fart.

Okay well I simply must roar this out to anyone who can hear it and needs validation about it: 

THE TIMELINES ARE SEPARATING.  
The separation of worlds is in full swing. It has been in swing for awhile this is true, particularly since what has been termed the 3 Waves that have come in in the last year and a half.  Anyone remember hearing about the Butte Fire and others in CA at that time, Sept. 2015? That was a manifestation of Wave #1.
How do you know when this bifurcation hits you?  When you have something potentially devastating and/or incredibly life altering show up in your path, like it or not, with a choice for you to make.  Something so huge and pregnant with unknown potential, loss and pain that, if it rocks your world, you don’t quite know how you’ll face it or who you need to be to do so.  Wouldn’t it be just easier to go hide in a hole and pretend like it isn’t there?

No, not now, not this time, DON’T,
I say.

There is a whole bunch I could say about who, what, how and why things are occurring as they are on Earth right now, and the understanding and story evolve daily for me.  But let me segue to my own current drama, post Butte Fire recovery:




I have just had something occur to really rock my world and rattle me to the core; I decline to say exactly what at this time.  For me to get so rattled isn’t easy, I’ve already been challenged a bunch in this matter. 

Well, what to do, there it is.  To take it in blindly would be akin to suicide, without first discerning the truth behind it.   Usually what happens when I receive a Warrior’s  Challenge is to feel the rage.  FEEL THE RAGE at the intrusion, the obstruction, the domination and control.  Ooooh I hate control and being forced into the position of a victim, it makes me ROAR.  


I often go into a place that can only be called ‘Bad Witch’.  You think I’m joking?

I'm not.  At least I'm smart enough to not act out too much from there, not good for anyone's health, ahem....






Well, what happened this time is, the challenge was so potentially devastating that my higher being said, “Bypass Bad Witch, go directly to Creator God frequencies and stay there in an elevated state of gracious unknown until Divine Truth is revealed”.
Whoa!  Easier said than done, but man o man what has come for validation!  
Basically when you attempt to hold court with the Divine at all times, using the Violet Flame of transmutation, calling out, invoking, speaking to Nature and the Spirit world most emphatically, whispering, communicating from the most vulnerable secret places in your being or screaming at the top of your lungs, call it what you will but it is clear to me that a loving intelligent consciousness does indeed respond.
A Bit on the False Light
This is a very condensed few words on a subject with vast implications.  I am not the originator of these concepts.  Go do your own research, start with the Rig Veda’s 3 Gunas, or Ayurveda’s 3 Doshas, or as a more modern seer Lisa Renee says, the 3 basic subtle but all-pervasive qualities governing balance in all of organic existence.   They are all talking about the same thing.
These subtle forces are characterized as Tamas, the Black force, 










Rajas the Red or Yellow force,


 

and Satvas the White, Clear or Neutral force. 



Lisa says it way better than I and in more detail, here is a very recent article for more explanation.

https://www.energeticsynthesis.com/resource-tools/news-shift-timelines/3082-geomagnetism

So what was utterly revealed for me recently is that, the Black force corresponds to the consciousness of being a Victim; the Red force corresponds to being a Tyrant, or a Victimizer, in service to self only; and the Clear, White or Neutral force is the KEY to balancing these energies, allowing an evolutionary break out of the closed loop system that can develop between Victim/Victimizer roles.  

Which brings me to the Predator, the Parasite.  The interdimensional, multidimensional Baddies that have been attempting to enslave this Earth and her people since Gaia left the Pleroma.  
This would be the Invisible Predator and its manifest minions the nagual don Juan Matus talks about, the force of consciousness who ‘gave us their mind’.  Well now there’s a whole chorus of folks out there, myself included, who understand, who get it.  
Earth has been stuck as an insane assylum/prison thanks to these misguided characters; they/it thinks to take humanity and the planet down as its prey.  How do you like the idea of being someone elses food source against your will?  I don't. 
How have they done this?  By creating a prison-like, manipulated system of energy/consciousness that is powered by negative emotional expression called the False Light Paradigm that is void of the Clear Light, the 3rd force needed for balance and evolution in Creation.  Basically Earth has been hijacked and purposefully stuck in a harsh, barbaric 2 poled system void of the full spectrum of necessary life frequencies for a very long time.  

Because of this we got the whole Civilization of Yuckdom where it seems like the only choices one has in life are to become a tyrant so that you get rewarded with all the tiddly wink$, $ucce$$, $tuff, ‘Money for nothin’ and yer chick$s for free’ et cetera; or to become a poor, downtrodden, unsuccessful, sick, abused, miserable victim.   Sheesh, they both suck as choices. 


And if you buck the system in favor of awakening, unfortunately one becomes a target by said forces of darkness, because they sure don’t want their jig to be up, we are their food source.  YUCK!!!!











Presently, humanity is being herded down a path of their own perdition and enslavement by this False Light system, and agreeing to it of their own free will by a tyranny seemingly bigger than what any one individual or the whole group of us can possibly manage to do against it.

I’m here to tell you that is part of the Big Lie!  The way out of being stuck in victim/victimizer False Light dynamics is to refuse to be either.  No one can make you feel like a victim but that you consent and allow it.  Don’t think I don’t know what it’s like to get hit on on many levels, I do, and likely if you are receiving these words, so do you.

Forget the pressure to succumb to one or the other, that is not the way.  The way out is by utilizing your right as a sovereign being to invoke the Clear Light.  Invoke, call forth, embody the neutral force in the situation that holds the tension of the conflict without succumbing to either pole of it.   

The 3rd force, the Clear Light, completes the trinity of forces and brings the situation back into balanced alignment with the Creator.  The 3rd force is the necessary ingredient for higher consciousness, is truth, is love, is a higher way, is the Divine Outcome for the highest good of all.

Here is a link to another article by Lisa Renee where she writes exclusively about this happening:
https://www.energeticsynthesis.com/resource-tools/blog-timeline-shift/3085-white-or-clear-subtle-forces
It is the way out of a seemingly unsolvable or terrible conflict but it must be sought and invoked, prayed to and for, and called in.  And then one must stay in the unknown until truth is revealed, totally trusting in the unfoldment of the Clear Light, with no attachment to said outcome.

I know, way easier to talk about than to live, but to live it is to know truth beyond the shadows that may be threatening to engulf one.  

And here is the real kicker in favor of humanity’s evolution:  When one person refuses the False Light matrix in any facet and is able to hold the Clear Light, it departiculates the matrix and weakens it for all!!!   Like David against Goliath, one person’s growth and refusal to be either a victim or a victimizer opens the pathway even wider for more to tap into.


The Big Split:  A faction on Earth is going Galactic
Okay this is my take on what is occurring and going to occur in the next couple months.  My sense is, the collective consciousness on Earth has reached the point where frequencies that are too dissimilar can not continue to co-exist.  The balance of the Universe is being threatened, not just earth.  If Earth is taken over, it is said many things will go out of balance and be lost, that is why there is so much interest and cosmic activity surrounding the doings of this small planet.

Some of the seers whose work I read are describing a non-physical wheel-like structure arriving in our solar system, as well as this very same inflection point dynamic of critical choice: 

https://augtellez.wordpress.com/2017/04/06/the-highest-potential-is-the-creation-of-the-new-world/

https://highheartlife.wordpress.com/2017/02/19/aim-higher-embody-more-light-fly-through-the-sun/


https://soulfullheartblog.com/2017/04/01/a-time-of-great-choosing-fear-or-love-happening-in-the-now/

I’m going to call this the cosmic router.  This thingy, whatever it is, is what is going to separate timelines to break deadlocks in energy so that evolution can continue.   There is a potential timeline (that I want to be on!) where Earth/Gaia breaks out of the deadlock of the False Light system and rejoins the positive Galactic and Universal society.  

This is the Ascension of the Earth, where we finally have Disclosure, where the corruption and the False Light matrix are transcended, planet wide, archons be gone, yippee! 

In Gnostic terms, this path is Gaia (the Living Soul of the Earth being) returning to full multi-dimensional consciousness instead of being host to the parasite force that wants an insane assylum/war zone rather than taking Her place as an ascended planet.   For that to happen, humanity must hit a critical mass in uplifted consciousness and must request it as a timeline.

Well, some are ready and some aren’t.   The portion that is will likely move onto an unfolding pathway of increasing harmony and awareness which includes Earth getting reconnected with the various other star races that have been seeding and visiting this world from the beginning.

And the rest who are not conscious of this time of routing are going to have to make the decision of which path to follow on the fly as their critical challenges come up. 

https://www.energeticsynthesis.com/library/bifurcation-updates/2855-bifurcation-planetary-update-12-11-2015
Thankfully this cosmic router is going to help direct the flow of things for us all.  What determines one’s route is the energetic frequency signature one holds and the karma one has balanced.
So in order to not be stuck in victim/victimizer dynamics and heaven forbid be routed to some ghastly circumstance filled with even more control, archons and reptiles, better to stand in the Clear Light, call it forth and be willing to change if IT directs you to change.  But to never again buy into and succumb to the False Light, it’s only path is down the cosmic toilet to be recycled by forces more intelligent than it.



What I have found time and time again, when faced with a challenge by the False Light, is that I absolutely hate being a victim.  It just doesn’t sit well with me.   Then I usually get really really mad and raging, and go into Bad Witch, where of course I realize in short order I’m not a victim, I am a creator.  Only, to take action and work the conflict from Bad Witch takes it into the realm of black magic.  I don’t like to do that.  Not good for one’s health, I say again.  Too easy to get stuck in fractals of black goo, the Tamasic force.

No, the way out is to hold the rage and pain and desire to lash out in check, as a tension of possibility, and balance it by calling forth the Clear Light, the 3rd force.  

I have been doing this recently.  After what can only be called a wonderful restful Warrior’s Winter -- spent cutting firewood, watching it rain, seeking truth by firelight, walking in the woods, being out in nature alone many many days, and not being bothered at all by a most uncertain and unpredictable trickle of an income stream that could have derailed me at any time had I lost faith -- there was a crescendo, a grand finale challenge at the end of all this that has threatened to derail me utterly.

It hasn’t.   The challenge has brought through my rightful spirit name, the name I am to use going forward as an Earth-keeping priestess.  It couldn’t be more perfect for me.  

This is not something I dreamed up with my mind, it came through as a gift in the aftermath of a very ugly recent encounter with dark tyrannical forces.  Those of you who know about my animal predilections should love this, I do:






The name is Lady Lion Paw.  



Warrior’s Laugh !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Are you feeling the energy behind that one?  I certainly do.  My prayer is to be worthy of such a handle!

Which brings me to closing with these words for those who may be struggling right now as I was and still potentially could be.  It seems that the ferocity of the lion is somehow missing or stifled in humanity as a group.  The true lion heart is not malicious, is not evil, is not of the false light.  

Yes the Tyrant is aggressive like a lion, but without heart, cowardly and ruthless, increasingly non-human, in-organic, AI.  

True feline consciousness is one of great heart, I understand.  Lion Hearted.   Courage comes from the heart.  There are so many references and connections out there to the Christ consciousness, the Lion of Judah. 


Seek the balance of the Clear Light in all conflict and the mystery that is the re-emergence of the sacred Lion Heart capacity while in human form will begin to reveal itself.  May my life stream be living proof of this.  

 

Happy routing, remember Life’s meant 


to be a gas, not a bad fart. Arrrrrgggghhfffffff !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Let me give a shout out to various bloggers whose work has totally helped me, now and over the last years.  Look them up for more awakening to your DNA:

Denise LeFay,

highheartlife.wordpress.com

Lisa Renee,

www.energeticsynthesis.com

Aug Tellez, someone relatively new for me, blow yer mind,

https://augtellez.wordpress.com/latests-posts/

Lisa Gawlas, 

https://lisagawlas.wordpress.com/

The mysterious Valiant Thor,whose weekly stories have definitely pinged MY DNA,

http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=72750

And the peerless Les Visible, who knows way more about applying the Clear Light than I,this is just one of his blogs,

http://www.lesvisible.com/blogs/reflections-in-a-petri-dish

These are some of my favorites, there are many others.

http://howtoexitthematrix.com/

Blessings Friends, choose well.
Kristine Lavender Love







 

Life on the Edge of Living Fire: The Night Calaveras County Went Up In Flames

There is something about sudden change.....

In the aftermath of fleeing the inferno that most likely consumed my home and everything in it that didn't come away with me -- which wasn't much -- already the spirit of freedom begins to arise sometimes bittersweet, sometimes joyfully within.  Knowing that there is a whole shitload of grief to be gotten through before it can really burn pure and bright.

What is the heart of Calaveras County for me burned up in less than 48 hours.

Picture of burning Calaveras County from the Ledger Dispatch

 Of course my home was the center of my Universe.  I am a total home body.  It all happens for me there, and FROM there I can move out into the world.  Being a double Capricorn, well, earth life is very important to me:  Gardening.   Firewood.   Movement.   Drums.   Plants.   Critters.  Rocks & Trees.  Food.

A great swath of beautiful magical Calaveras County went up in flames on 9-10/9-11 and continues to burn at 30% containment now on day 6.  I am not alone in this apocalypse, so many others have lost their places as well, not to mention the change to the landscape like none of us have ever seen.






The day of Thursday 9-10, I went to my garden clients Di and Blair Jackson out on Worden Road, like usual.





It was VERY smokey as the fire had started less than 24 hours earlier and was rapidly moving into Calaveras County, but I hung out for a few hours starting lettuce and beets in trays, la la la.








Coming home around 1 through Mtn. Ranch by the Joses, the sky and landscape were utterly surreal and remarkable.  Of course no camera in hand.  It looked like the cover of one of Carlos Castaneda's books.  The sky was the same color as the field, a golden yellow, and lit with a light like you see in bright lightening.  The sun was blood red in the gray black sky and the trees an odd brilliant green.

So I carried on home and hung out on the internet for a few hours, hearing the fire planes getting closer every so often.  I could also hear explosions and rumblings now and again, some louder, some further away.  That was in the afternoon.

About 4 o'clock I got the idea to shoot some pictures or video.  I went up on my roof and lo!  Eeeek!  I could see it from there, over the trees, still some ridges away I presumed, but flames were clearly visible and the smoke was black.

A great swath of the skyline was engulfed in smoke and there was a lot of ash raining down, including burnt leaves.










Okay I have to tell you something about me, I'm kind of a closet pyro.  I get off on fire.  It releases odic force, I perceive this.  I'm into working with fire, I love  loved my woodstove, love to make fires, love to WALK fire, love sweat lodges, especially if I can tend the fire and the rocks.  It's an elemental attraction but not to the extreme.  One has to be very careful handling fire in my world, what with miles of the finest of the fine dry tinder and firewood growing on trees out here.

So I wasn't too freaked out to see this inferno in the distance, not really thinking it would .... do what it did so fast.  I'm out there shooting video for nearly 20 minutes chattering away about it.

I went out again after dark, which happened very early that night and shot this:

Butte Fire from my home in Mtn. Ranch on 9-10-15

Some hours later, like around 11, the power started to flicker and go out.  That should have been my que.  Actually it might have been.  I really don't recall what happened after that, how long I may have sat there in the dark listening.  I know I tried to call my friend Peter in the Bay Area but couldn't find his number.

The roar had definitely gotten louder by then, with nothing else to listen to.  If you can hear the roar of a fire that you think is some distance away, well then, that is one big ol' blaze.  The explosions were more frequent and louder as well.  I noticed there weren't any planes any more, which was kind of my gauge for how close it was coming.

Suddenly I felt very alone out there.  Me and the fire.  It occurred to me that I was maybe not going to get a nice sheriff coming down the drive to say "excuse me Miss, you have 4 hours to pack up and leave" -- No.

And then when I definitely saw from my living room window that the canyon directly across from me was on fire, I said to myself, pack what you absolutely need and can find into your car and get the hell out of there.

It was dark.  I put  my laptop in the case, grabbed a flashlight, my 2 herbal notebooks, a couple tinctures, a blanket and pillow, some apple tart to eat and 4 jugs of old stored water -- because the power was out and I couldn't run any fresh.



I opened the cat food bin.  The cats were scared and didn't get what was happening.  I told them, I'm
leaving, RUN!!!!    There was no way to take them.  I was fleeing into the night, into the unknown, I had no provision for taking cats, not to mention the fact that even the tamest ones are hard to catch under the BEST of circumstances.  I trust their instincts more than I trusted what would happen to them loose in my car.  I told them, RUN!

I will never forget that scene, chucking the last things into my car, seeing my cats in the yard and at the gate, my house back lit from the fire behind it, knowing that these might be last moments at the home I have loved for so long, but still somehow thinking too that maybe I would just go down to town and spend the night at the Resource Center and be back home in the morning.







I got in the car but before I could leave something said "get yer chainsaw" so I ran back in and got it.   Sheeesh, never leave home without your chainsaw and gardening tools.  I also had all seeds and tools I haul around to clients' gardens for work still in the car.  Which is not a bad thing.








When I got to the park entrance in Mtn. Ranch I could see a sheriff car at the intersection ahead, lights on.  I had snuck down the back way into the parking lot by the Resource Center and was planning to spend the night in my car.







But before doing that I walked over to where many vehicles were parked by the side of the road and the officer was directing things.  I asked him for an update on evacuations, he told me nobody was being allowed back up my direction except to get animals.

So I guess that was my official evacuation notice, thank you.

I settled myself back down in the car to rest a bit.  Shortly thereafter 2 people with flashlights approached my car, it was a friend and her daughter.   She reported that she was coming up from Pacifica to her home away from home in RR Flat and heard that her road was gone.

We talked for a bit, then I let the ladies into the Resource Center to spend the night, figuring we would all have more info by  morning and there was nothing to be done about it.  I settled down in my car again to have a puff.  Nothing about the night was quite conducive to sleeping.  As I was sitting there, after awhile I noticed, gee it's getting a lot brighter in the direction of the Joses Ranch, which was just up the road.

And then the breath of hell swept up.  Wind generated by fire has a completely different quality to it.  It said "GET OUT OF HERE".   I immediately got those ladies up and hustled us on out.  We got in our cars and both drove off into the night.  For the second time.

By that time it was around 2 in the morning and not lost on me that I was in the middle of doing something I absolutely hate -- driving at night out on the highway, and under extenuating circumstances.  As I approached San Andreas where there was an evacuation shelter, it just didn't feel like the right thing to do.  San Andreas was way too close to it as well and just as likely to get evacuated.  So I turned towards Angels Camp with the intention to head to Sonora and see my friend Alan.  At 2 am.

So I made it through Sonora like a little gray mouse and headed up the 108 to Alan's road.  I hadn't been there in some years, trying to recall the entrance, which I found with no problem.  However once on the road I realized I had no idea, what with all the driveways this way and that, and some changes.  After getting turned around in several people's places that clearly weren't the road, I decided to go back out.  The dynamics of his road were only slightly better than mine, what with the all night cranksters in residence at the top of it.

I went to the nearby mini-mart and called him, not expecting an answer.   Terrible message for anyone to have to hear:  "Alan..... This is Kristine.  Calaveras County just burned down and I had to evacuate, I'm down the road at the Standard Mini Mart after  trying to find your house in the dark.... etc etc etc".

Well I tried one more time to find my way down his road but again, it was just too confusing and no way I tried seemed right.  Rather than get shot at, I opted to go back down to the Mini Mart area, found a distant parking spot and spent what was left of the night in my car.

Alan found me in the car the next morning on Wifi at the adjacent McDonalds.  We drove back to his place and I've been there since, 3 or 4 days now I think.  It has been wonderful to be in such familiar circumstances.

One of my former black cats Nanna Bella

I'm sleeping on a pad on the deck -- which I totally like.  His black cat who looks just like my black cats who I will love forever comes and sleeps next to me and cleans the burrs out of her furs on my bed.  That makes me feel so at home.

And the last 2 nights I've heard a mountain lion calling in the distance.  It is all I can do to not call back.   But I know if I did that, it would come down here to investigate.  Somehow though, I feel it was calling just for me.



Sudden change.  It's different when it affects a community.  It isn't just me.  And it's true, at this moment, I don't know for absolute certain that my place is gone.  But I think it is, and even if there is something still standing -- other circumstances surrounding my being there will more than likely make it impossible.






Who do we think will be the first ones back?


BORG.  

Oh yes.  Well I have had my fill of Borg.

In the last weeks before the fire I got 3 nails in 2 weeks in my tires from those losers.  Several folks in my world got them too.




And I even got a nice "F*** You" hand print left in my driveway during the last nail siege.










No, I'm not going back there.  MAYBE to look, if that is even possible.  There is also one more circumstance I don't want to write about at present that I know would close the door on that chapter of my life.

Besides, I know by reading the energy -- I've been released.  My desire now is to live in simplicity for awhile.  I want to live out in the woods in a simple structure.  And am having a warrior's giggle over it -- because every time I've been ejected from there, always under traumatic circumstances, what do I do?  I seem to end up somewhere where I can live in the woods, sleeping mostly outside.

Here we are again.  Today I will go up to a most fantastic ranch on the Tuolumne River and stay with a dear friend who lives there.  Bottini Apple Ranch has a long colorful history of hippie doings, and is still the mountain shangri-la home of friends who came there years ago.  I can sleep on her deck, wander in the woods and call to the mountain lions.

Calaveras County Earth Day

The grieving will come.  My warrior's character totally carries me at this time, as well as the fact that there is nothing to be done about it but grieve and go on, look to the arising of the new.   I live in an amazing community of people.  I can't think of anyone I'd rather rebuild life with than that group over there in Calaveras.

Clan Dyken

As ash particles still continue to rain down slightly, the fire STILL burning now for the 6th day, I will close this blog on a note of great hope amidst terrible loss.  It will be life altering but again I say, my community is the best, we will rebuild.  Trees grow.  People like me know how to call the nature spirits back.  I look so forward to what is to come, including a community grieving process to help share the burden of the loss.







I feel very lucky indeed.  Blessings and love to all who have helped me, sent prayers and healing to me and to the whole of the situation for all involved.


I grieve also for the wild animals and the loss of those many relationships, especially the Maha.

But somehow I know there is another one in my future.



Goddess Bless.

How To Woo the Wild Maha

Happy Spring Equinox!

Staying in balance? I hope you all are having as much fun as I am. 

Nails, kooks, cops. 

Lions, bears, hiding cats. 

"Ooh La La",
Fabric Art for the Mtn. Ranch Resource Center show,
"Fibers, Textiles and Old Junk"

Artwork out of fabric bits, bra parts, beads and buttons.

But now for the guts of this blog. My my, it certainly is the wild kingdom around here.   And it's beautiful spring in the awesome Sierra Nevada. All the animals act up in spring. All activated. And some of them get extra encouragement.

Okay so if you have been following my posts on FB you may recall I got this trail camera -- mainly out of necessity, but that shall be the subject of another blog. I've actually wanted one for years to see what's going on out there at night.

Well the other night was my second try and I was astonished at what showed up: 

There he was..... No, not that fool Dean.   It was Mr. Gorgeous Feline Himself showing up -- coming right in one of my silly fencing arrangements that keeps nothing out.

Mr. Gorgeous Feline, The Maha

Of course it just so happened that the day before, I actually saw the Maha in the yard that morning early, when I stepped out.   This doesn't happen very often!!  It's only the third time I've actually caught sight of him.

When he saw me he jumped over a silly piece that used to be a gate. Wow what a big tail. 

When I got up that morning I noticed there were very few cats around. 

By now we all know what that means:

 "WHERE ARE THE CATS!!!" 

He must have been out there prowling around in the night. Later on I realized he was just coming out of the barn when I saw him.  When he saw me he hopped over the fence, right where he is in this picture.


So the next night I put the camera in the front yard peach tree, facing

both the barn and silly fence area, not really expecting anything but hey, gotta try the thing out.


Well well well, check it out. My goodness isn't he just the Cat's Pajamas. What a cat. 

Maha in the yard

They're cats. They are actually in the Feline family. However, they are also SUPREME STALKERS AND PEERLESS HUNTERS, highly intelligent, very mysterious, usually quite solitary and naturally very curious. The nagual don Juan Matus says great cats read us directly. Our emotional and more subtle bodies.

Maha posing for the camera

So there he is coming around the yard 2 nights in a row, and actually the times on these video clips show that he was around during the 10 pm hour, then moseyed off, came back and went in the barn around 6 a.m. the next morning. 

Where the Maha climbs over silly fencing

That dark opening is the barn entrance

To do what, sleep the day away in my barn? Out carousing like a drunkard....



Retiring to the Barn after a hard night out



Methinks he has decided the barn is his new hang-out. They love old wrecks like that to crawl into.





I've been pondering this behavior of course. Usually something precipitates him acting up, although not always. Sometimes just because it's spring; or maybe sometimes because I've done some transgression that wouldn't occur to me, but in Lion World it means something.


There actually was one of those, as I thought about the last days...

A few days ago I was brushing my hair out on the doorstep in the morning sun. It takes a long time sometimes, so I wandered out into the parking area and over to his favorite manzanita scratching bush that just happens to be right there, probably 20 yards from the front gate. 


By the looks of it they've been walking through and scratching on it for years.


But since this has been going on now for nearly 8 years, I can tell which marks are definitely his that I have discovered over time.

So I walked right up to his scratching post, took my hairbrush in hand bristle side down, and smacked it lightly against all his scratch marks, repeatedly. Basically rubbing my hair scent all over his area.....

Then I took a small handful of loose hairs from the brush and wrapped it around the scratches, "Hi I'm Here!!", which is the little game we play. I then went in and forgot all about it.



Until he started acting up noticeably. How timely to get that camera just then. I"m wondering if I'll ever be able to tear myself away from monitoring Maha for Deano down there.



It's now several days later, after the video incident. I got nothing last night. Today was a superb day to go out walking around, seeing what could be seen, looking for potential cat remains and sightings. I feel quite confident that the remaining missing three are in hiding and will eventually come out.

When Amon Ra appeared this morning, emerging out of the greenery like a little lion himself, it totally eased my mind that they are just hunkered down somewhere. 

I heard no feline death shrieks in the night, and have seen no telltale signs or furry body parts out there, so good. It is a bit harrowing where my little ones are concerned.

But for myself, I don't have fear about him. He's behaving properly. So far he has deferred to me when we have come face to face. And he's been very very good with the cats in the last years. He probably gives them a bit of a run for their lives now and again, but I feel he can see that they belong with me.


And I have told him - you eat my lil ones, and it will put a serious damper on our relationship, Maha. The End.

This is what it should look like in the morning

So I'm walking around out there today, down at the pond -- and whoo hoo!! What must go on down there at night! I need a camera at several stations. Lots of good fresh lion prints, there were fresh bear prints -- no doubt coming to see what carnage I have wrought in the orchard this year with my chainsaw.

I just love to put my foot on his prints and feel the contours of those paws, "Hi I'm here Maha!". You think he doesn't get that? He totally gets that.

Then I walked out onto the big pasture to see the orchard. It's so beautiful, I hadn't really finished with it for the winter but its a mega-early warm dry spring so there we are, all budding out.








And then onto his scratching bush to see if anything was new -- and LO!

Looky there!! Isn't THAT just the most blatant feline display!  Do you think it could be screaming "MINE" any louder in Lion Language?


Now we know what stirred him all up! Oh my.

Ooops!

Well, I certainly do know that the animal kingdom takes things like scent,
territorial markings and boundaries VERY seriously. I meant no disrespect to the dear creature, but it was probably more like the equivalent of a french kiss as opposed to a handshake.





Anyway, he seems to have wandered off for the moment. I love it in this last clip where he's coming back at 6 am and goes in the barn. He obviously just walked up the garden lane right where I walk. Which I knew, because I've found poops many times further down. But this barn entrance is right in my front yard.



That's the Lion Equinox Report. With any luck I'll have a good kook report shortly. In the meantime, keep your eyes out for nails and tracks in the dust and all hair implements safely tucked away!

Equinox Blessings -


Kristine Lavender Love