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Defeated in Durango! Patrick Michael Mooney Releases Two More Magickal Spells in Gratitude!

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – I posted a story on this website in the middle of last year, writing of a “pregnant pause” in the journey of my wife and I to establish our place of kin and desirable dominion in this world.   At the time, I did not know how pregnant I was, nor how my life would change as a result of what was born nine months later!

According to the Guides we follow in our life, a signal to move would come to us towards the end of March.  In the meantime, I set out to do the best work of my life, hoping to establish a foothold in the town I loved with all my heart.  My wife also gave it a good go, and for awhile, it looked like we just might flourish here, against the odds and with help of miraculous synchronicities and friendships.

By March, not only had I produced four very high quality audio meditations for the spiritual betterment of our fellow brothers and sisters, but my skills and talents in other areas of my artistic endeavors also began to flourish.

Then a signal came…even though I was expecting one, it still caught me a bit off guard, looking back on it now.

“Are you guys moving out of Colorado?” a friend asked out of the blue one day in the middle of that month.   Oksana was traveling in Virginia at the time, catching up with her sons and leading a shamanic workshop.  Our friend thought that we might be entertaining a return to Virginia.

I assured her that this was out of the question.  For my part, I was “locked in” to Durango and The Four Corners.  I was expecting the next move to be somewhere to the north side of town, because that’s where Oksana felt the most alive, in the areas that more closely resembled Alpine environs rather than dry desert borderlands.

Upon Oksana’s return from Virginia, she gifted me with an astrological reading for my 45th birthday.

“What are you doing in Durango?” the astrologer queried.  He went on to state his reasons for better astrological placements elsewhere, but what was really happening in me was a reeling kind of confusion that only happens before moments of great change arrive…not always pleasantly.

Our decision to come to Durango was based on a prophecy from an astrologer that Oksana also trusted, but was different than the one who normally did readings for me.   Moving out of Virginia was essential at the time, anyway, so I would have said yes to anywhere out of the state.

During the 18 months here in the Four Corners, it was amazing to see what the astrologer predicted coming true before our eyes.  But to both Oksana and I, there was something missing to the quality of what was manifesting here.

When you are truly in the flow, you can almost SEE the HIGHER POWERS moving things in your favor.  We certainly saw them here, which means THEY were in support of our decision to come to Durango…just not permanently.

Oksana and I spent the past few weeks pouring over our star charts, journeying shamanically and re-tracing our steps that led to the decision to come to Durango.  An error in calculation was discovered!

While this initially caused a sick feeling in me, due to the mental and emotional gyrations one has to go through to re-orient the will and set the momentum of creative magic moving again, I am ultimately overjoyed at our discovery.  When our new course is set, we are confident that the best part of our living dreams will be found waiting for us in our appointed destination!

For any residents of Durango who will miss our presence about the area, we are glad to receive your sentiments of regret.  It means you cared and that our time here was impactful.  It was not the recent vote to continue adding poisonous fluoride to the public water supply that caused us to leave, even though we were surprised to see you do that to yourselves and your children.

Nor was it the rude treatment I received two years in a row from the promoters of The Durango Voice, a local singing contest and charity fundraising event.  I understand my art is a very unique and free expression in a country and a colony that is still very much infatuated with genocide, fascism, and the outright assault on children that takes place on a daily basis in hospitals and schools.

I’m not here to win any popularity contests.  Oksana and I are here to build a human-friendly future through works of peace, healing and joy.  That means swallowing some very bitter medicine when one lives in a sick society, but the magic and medicine is growing stronger everyday.

It is our destiny, first and foremost, to take care of that.

So, even though we stand defeated in Durango today, not having succeeded in planting our roots here as we once had hoped, we are OVERJOYED in our loss, because it means we are now ONE STEP CLOSER to where we need to be.

By the end of April, both Oksana and I felt our energetic ties to this part of the world had been cut, and that we were free to wander the Earth again, following the signals of our guides to their joyous fulfillment.

In light of these very sudden and life-changing events, I have produced two more spells for our Decade of Love (2012-2022) musical campaign.

Spell 54 is a prayer of gratitude to the overwhelming power and beauty on display in Southwest Colorado.  Even though Durango is not the final destination our Guides had intended when they sent us here, I was very richly rewarded by my time here, both in the flourishing of my talents and the great improvement to my physical health and vitality.  What a joy it was to grow my own marijuana out in the open, too!

Who better to capture the feeling of what Colorado is all about than John Denver?  If anything, I hope my singing of this song points the younger generations into looking up this very beautiful talent and discovering him for themselves.   You can be sure I have come to know and taste the true Rocky Mountain High!

Spell 55 is one of my best rock ‘n’ roll karaoke covers™ to date.  Changing course and moving your life in another direction can require courage and drive, along with a good bit of Natural Magick, so I chose a song that had a lot of punch and energy.

My wife, Oksana, donned her shamanic attire and joined me as Queen Zara Heimdall, invoking her powers of guidance and manifestation to open the way for the next part of our journey, wherever that will be.   Once it is known to us, we will certainly take Drivin’ ‘n’ Cryin‘s music to heart, flying courageously towards what is revealed in the fullness of time.

As always, your support for our dreams of a human-friendly future are deeply appreciated!  When I began the Decade of Love five years ago, I had no idea that it would be this much FUN!  All I can do is continue to encourage each and every one of you to pick-up your relationship to the divine again and make it real!

Obviously, we’ll keep you posted once the guidance is clear for the next portion of our wonderful journey.  But for right now, our focus is on gratitude for our time in Durango.

 

Spell 049 : Patrick Michael Mooney – The Rainbow Connection (Paul Williams)

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony –      Patrick Michael Mooney takes a nice long pull of marijuana out of his favorite glass pipe.  The marijuana in it is his own, grown and harvested by his own hands during his first year in the Colorado colony.   It burns gracefully into a white smoke and ash as the activators of feminine consciousness now swim through his lungs and into his blood like luscious undines out for a good time.

They find that good time in Mooney, the former High School teacher turned world class binaural beat engineer and magical multimedia artist.  “Marijuana is my sacrament.  It’s every bit as holy to me as the communion of bread and wine is to the Christians and the ripshaw brancoot is to the Yurekis of Outer Mongolia,” Patrick says with the certainty that makes me blush over my lack of awareness as to who the Yurekis actually are.

Sensing my partial bewilderment, Mooney breaks down his own spontaneous koan.  “Yurekis are those who believe in what they are told.  A sacrament is what someone else says it is. The ripshaw brancoot might as well be the phony war on terror or Ron Jeremy’s penis.  Yurekis will swallow it until they gag on it.       (You can actually hear the noise recorded all over the internet!)    As such, it is best to leave their actions unmolested in faraway regions, such as Outer Mongolia.  But if you are Mongolian, then you can adapt the metaphor by substituting New Jersey.”

Before we can get started talking about his latest spell, the wizard felt compelled to finish his expostulation. “Even though Yurekis have it rough in life because of all the lies they swallow to their own detriment, each is born with the power of choice to transform themselves out of the situation they were born into.  In this, they are given the abundant love of god, for that is all that is required to become awake in the world.  One simply has to choose it.”

Pulling again from his mixed salad of sativa and indica strains, Patrick looks long into my eye with a playful Irish grin causing him to squint with glee.  “Spell 49 is about VICTORY, plain and simple.  49 became a special number to me through my work at The Monroe Institute.  There, it has the unique meaning of being indicated as a focus level where Bob Monroe and his explorers came into contact with a consciousness known as Mirannon.  Focus 49 has a special resonance with another focus level, labelled 18, and I AM that in more ways than one, which is beyond what I can explain to you right now.”

The White Wizard continued.  “Mirannon was such a palpable presence that Bob Monroe named the lake he had created on his development after his friend from focus 49.  In 2002, when I attended the Institute for the first time and visited the lake, I was grasped in my whole body with a power I had never felt before.”

Mooney says that last part, never feeling something before, is a common and often repeated phrase in the life of a wizard, whose journey is to work with and observe the divine parts of nature that reveal themselves to the aspiring adept and the full fledged master.

“Suddenly,” Patrick picks up the story again, “I was being pulled out to the center of the lake by two very beautiful undines, who knew I could not swim, yet did not pull me under despite the horrors sometimes invested in their reputation.  It was an introduction, as if to say, HAVE NO FEAR.”

But Patrick had many fears.  He says that when you wake up to realize that most of your education has been a fraud, and that your government is the perpetrator of that fraud, it becomes very hard to find anyone to trust, let alone begin working on what might be a solution to what feels like a very horrid dilemma.

“But that’s precisely what the work of a wizard is called to do.  I had to trust that my position among the Yurekis, swallowing choad like the pablum of presidential politics or gyrating on religious postulates, was actually a good thing, created for my benefit.”

One of the benefits Mooney cites is compassion.  “When you enter into a conscious KNOWING of your divinity, you see the soil from which you sprang up, and you most certainly can smell the bullshit.  It is the fertilizer that compels the awake flower to grow upwards and outwards into its unique singularity of being a sex  object to birds, bees and human noses.”

“I became a sex object to the Faery Realms, because my work at Monroe was making my soul smell good!”  So good, in fact, that a dangerous synchronicity with a karaoke machine kicked his creative life into overdrive.  Instead of filing court briefs with an American judicial system too invested in covering up the 9/11 fraud and its corresponding genocide (not to mention a long list of other sordid behaviors), Patrick followed the calling of The Muses and began his work on the Orphic Mysteries.

“As each spell is cast, my relationship with The Invisible becomes more grounded and integrated into a loving human form.  For a time, this form will be a beacon of light as the world transitions out of an age of darkness.  In other words, my magic is the annoying guy that turns on the light while you’re watching TV and actually invites you to get up off your ass and live a little bit before your tired mind dies.”

What’s so great about the outdoors?  Isn’t that where the chemtrails and the terrorists are?  “Yes, but its also where the hot pussy in yoga pants can be found, and you’re only but a moment away from Nature creating a grand spectacle out of pure love for you (not that yoga pants aren’t a grand spectacle in and of themselves!).”

It’s hard not to blush when you’re interviewing Mooney.  There’s a playful boy and a sexy man put together in a pleasing package.  Or is it that his package is pleasing?  He’s giggling as I’m squirming.

“Don’t forget about my woman!”  Mooney says of my observations about his sexual energy.  “I’ve got as much girl in me as any human sporting a vagina.  The Divine is both male and female, otherwise, how could the gods have created both?  It goes for women, too, many of whom I have observed as being more masculine than my cock hanging brethren.”

So much of the karaoke wizard’s kosmology seems strange to anyone coming at it from a mainstream, black and white perspective.  Mooney claims that Nature will reveal all of these teachings and more, firsthand, to those who have the courage to follow spirit.

“We are on the cusp or a truly unimaginable world.  There has been an impressive campaign to hold back the truth from almost every quarter of human society and civilized inquiry.  I AM here to say that, while efforts are being maintained to suppress the rise of truth, THEY HAVE ALREADY FAILED.  Victory for the human spirit is assured throughout all eternity.”

“That’s why I sang The Rainbow Connection!”