The Story of Avalon Spring

by Dawn Isidora – 2007

Once upon a time, not too long from now and perhaps even as soon as tomorrow, there was born a baby community. This young community was an old soul and had many memories of many past incarnations. This young gem of many, many facets sparkled brightly, in part because of the reflections of darkness as well as the reflections of bright and shining light. The dark gave depth of perception and understanding which is, itself, the seed of compassion. And the bright reflected like light on the water with laughter and beauty. The community beheld itself and approved of this Balance between dark and light. It saw that it was Beautiful and was thoroughly Delighted.

This new community had been through many incarnations, both in this realm and in many others worlds. Always, it has been known by the name Avalon. And though that honorable name alone inspires memories of poetry, passion, heroes and chivalry that name was now just not quite right. In this incarnation it dared to look upon itself. It choose to name itself, Avalon Spring. Spring, in honour of the fresh, sweet, sacred water that bubbles up from the ground. Spring, in honour of that sacred coiled spiral with the inherent ability to support and to bounce back again and again. And the Spring that flows even after the darkest of Winters, to be followed by Summer, Autumn and Winter again. The new community remembered and acknowledged that all things have their season. Avalon Spring declared that this was again a time of new beginnings.

And so, Avalon Spring, awakening to a new life, looked about itself and noticed many things. It saw with the clear sight of the newborn its many allies. Mysterious Ones, Gods, Goddesses and Ancestors, especially those familiar with the sacred honeybee, gathered around it. They recognized in Avalon Spring that same mystical quality that dwells within the honeybees, that powerful divine spirit of healthy community. Avalon Spring saw and remembered the many paths it had taken before. It remembered the hard won lessons learned that were now a part of its bone and blood. But, just like the Mysterious Ones and Ancestors It could not clearly predict its own future. That path wound serenely beyond its own sight.

But because Avalon Spring was born wise, it did not spend much time fretting over its new path. It simply turned to the mirror, as we all must do if we wish to be filled with wisdom. It beheld its many aspects of dark and light, its own beauty, balance and delight and its deep compassion and power. It clearly declared to the multiverse, “I am that I am”. And with that utterance the Mysterious Ones touched Avalon Spring’s tongue with honey. It immediately slipped into the realms between the worlds, where it dreamed dreams of insight, power and strength which helped to guide Avalon Spring’s next steps into its new life’s journey.

Avalon Spring dreamed about, There’s Magic in the Air.

Avalon Spring dreamed about the Fire Path.

Avalon Spring dreamed about the Call of the Sensuous.

Avalon Spring dreamed about the Hearth Path.

Which dream calls to you?