Sleeping in Light – 9 months of camping in garden

Back in August 2015, I began `sleeping in the garden’ for a few days – that extended to few weeks..It was okay because it was summer time..
But then a quest began.. I decided to stay a bit longer and enjoy being connected to nature, mark the cycles, be invaded by foxes, feel storms and rains shake my tent and so on..

Then I thought let’s test myself by being out there for Winter…and it worried me (am the weakling-guy who used to get sick all the time if i got wet or had a small injury)..

Now..well, winter has come and gone.. ! While mother Earth held me and sister willow watched over me, the elements have torn me and stripped me to the bone and soul, and re-built me.

Am constantly aware of the plights of homeless people in streets.. and surely will do something soon about it..

Summer is almost here.. along with a new threat …pollens.. and I’ve become `used’ to being out.. Used to getting, coming into the house, wash and go about my life.but at night finish up.. go into garden..see clear skies, planets (Jupiter is there every night).. see the moon wax..wane and wax again.. and go into my tent…set up candles (around tent) and inside.. put on my chanting music in earphones..wrap up and fall asleep..with gods and magical things in mind!

Slepeing in light- 9 months in garden (c) Mani Navasothy 2016

Yes there have been ups and downs.. moments of solitudes turning to loneliness..but that’s no so much a physical but a mental thing or one of the heart..

This has been quite an empowering thing.. grounding..connecting to nature.. going deeply within to face my own darkness and shadows, tuning into my own energies & power, finding more humility but also becoming more assertive & confident in a quiet way. I have nothing to prove..Am alive..and there are wonderful people in my life.. so many new people and things have entered my life…and much of the old has been reviewed, healed and transformed.. ..and life’s mysteries (and my-Story) is still unfolding..

There is so much to say about all the insights, learnings, ideas, thoughts and revelations that are flooding my hear & mind..  The work is ongoing (for now).  And I’ll share more of it over the coming weeks and months..

Bright Earthly Blessings
-Mani Navasothy

(Gardnerian Wiccan High Priest  & Shamanic Practitioner)

Marking Time – 5 months of camping out!

Marking Time – 5 months of camping out!

Dear all..   it may surprise some of you to know (unless you are my facebook friends) that I have been sleeping in the garden in a tent…for 5 months now..  rain or shine..  storms or summer breezes.    It started on 7th August 2015..and today marks 5 months.   (even when i have been out and about, like Glastonbury & Sussex, I had still only stayed out in a tent).   Of course day time is spent on all sorts indoors (internet, socials, work, events, out and about, parties etc…but always I have returned to the tent at night…sometimes a bit hard..what with gale force finds and freezing temperatures).

I have had many thoughts, ideas, few insights… and some magical / psychic progress and personal developments..

Over the coming weeks, I will write more about those..and share my thoughts and experiences..

But for now…here’s a bunch of pictures I took of my garden as it is this morning.   Be kind with these and me..  as I am now `exposing’ my personal space..

Bright Blessings

-Mani Navasothy

Consorting with Gaia, playing with Light!

Dear all,  it’s been a month since I started to `camp out’ and sleep in the garden.. (yes, through rain, shine and the cold nights now!)

It’s a quest started to declutter my spirit, reconnect with Earth, protect the garden from interfering Neighbours (long story), and to look for the light within..

It’s not a Hermit-quest..because by day I am doing everything as `normal’ as I do…on the internet, attending events, running rituals…etc.   But at night, I retreat to the garden and my tent.. in the sacred space by the tree where I have been doing magical works & meditations for at least 20+ years..

Mani stars

There’s been so many insights, empowering thoughts and ideas flowing through..  Am not trying to capture them all..  Just will see which ones `stay’ in my conscious mind..

Sometimes, at night…I just play with stars and light…here’s one of those nights.. where I set the digital camera on long exposure and play about with a lantern.

Bright Blessings-Mani

(ps. How many stars do you see? Click pic and look carefully wink emoticon )

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High Magic’s Aid – A Performance in Glastonbury (12th March’15)

Hi all,  it gives me great thrills ..as a Wiccan, and as a personal friend of Stephen Cole, to announce this.  -Mani

The One Man Theatre Company presents
HIGH MAGIC’S AID

This is an evening of storytelling & music performance by Stephen Cole, Actor/Director.   he has based this performance on the novel by Gerald B. Gardner (father of Wicca.. the modern form of Witchcraft).

  • Date: 12th March 2015
  • Time: Doors open 7.30pm
  • Venue:  Glastonbury Assembly Rooms, High St, Glastonbury BA6 9DU.   tel : 01458 834677
  • Tickets:  £4 on the door

Here’s a video preview:

Links:

High Magic’s Aid- event page (One Man Theatre Company on facebook)

Gerald Gardner – Father of Wicca (blog post)

Wicca & Witchcraft – (info website)

Rutting Stag Video (Richmond Park, London) by Mani

Have you heard the Hern-call?   Here it is – Stag Lord (Deer) rutting..  gruntin, scratching the ground, squirting his semen to mark his territory ..herding the female deers together (he can never have enough of them in his harem!)..and occasionally locking horns (antlers) with intruders (other Stags) and chasing them out  (that’s in my next video).

Enjoy this one..  no gimmicks..  no flashy edits…The idea was to quietly capture the moment…  so you can watch and experience it.  as if you were there.

I am planning to have a few `Stag watch’ events in Richmond Park over the next coming weeks.. (did that few years ago).  So if you are interested, watch this blog..  Or subscribe / follow mt tweets @ManiQuantum  so you’ll know when I announce those dates/ times..  (It will be short notice ..with just few days notice ..or even 1).

You can also join my `London Woodland Pagans Meet-up group’ and keep an eye on my `spontaneous’ events..  🙂

(Am sort of stepping away from doing long term planned events now..  10 yrs of it is enough..  I seek more spontaneity and freedom.. to have quick plans, change plans..  So yeap..  follow my tweets…:-)

-Mani Navasothy

Meetup Group : London Woodland Wiccans & Outdoor Pagans

Mani’s Twitter @ManiQuantum

Thoughts of Hern… Hunter, Warrior and..Teacher?

Hern's Tribe- shamanic rituals in london

Good question from a friend is there an aspect of Hern & his legend that shows a Teacher side of him?  I thought my answer (or ponderings) below might open up a debate from others too.. so here it is…raw..  and it reveals some personal things ..perhaps for the first time openly..But it’s all in the interest of sharing experiences.. So I’ll brave it.. 🙂 

“I attended a talk at Treadwells few months ago ..on the myths of Hern…and you know what the researcher said? The ONLY real fact of Hern.. is the ONE line that appears in Shakespeare’s Merry Wives of Windsor story..!! So everything else we think of as Hern myth is things that are made up by modern story tellers.. interpreting..and re-interpreting.. (Richard Carpenter did so much in Robin of Sherwood).

In many ways I was happy to hear this..because I have been doing my own interpreting and experiencing.. just an idea of a powerful god that I hung on to..embraced.. some 10 yrs ago..before starting Hern’s Tribe.. (I keep meaning to write my journey in the `Books of Hern’ …).

The work with Hern energies…empowered me..at that time when I was feeling low, rejected (got dumped by then partner..in Avebury no less after staying there a night in a B&B within the circle).. And in Hern’s Tribe, it has helped so many people find their own confidence, power, try things..then get rebellions against me..and they go off.. I still smile at that..

People have to challenge their teachers sooner or later.. it’s the child rebelling against parent.. and they go off into the big world..

I have ongoing dialogues..here and there..with Hern.. I have not kept all my promises..and life gets hard and I think I must get to it soon.. (Those `Books of Hern’, and children’s books `Adventures of Little Hern’ ).

Working energetically with Hern empowers me.. at times of low energy..I use it like a shot in the arm.. get into shamanic hern state within..so I can pull off whatever hard tasks am doing..

But the whole process is teaching me.. all sorts of things..

I do see Hern at times as a father figure (not least because my dad died 25 yrs ago.. he was an Aries…and I have projected that `father role’ onto Hern.. )

So it’s all our own interpreting.. and working with whatever is coming through our ways..our minds.. Because there are no solid myths and facts.. we are free to make it what it is for us.. and in doing so.. we are creating and extending the Myth of Hern for these modern times..”

I have a lot more to say of course..(well, I am writing a `Book of Hern’ after all)..  but the above was a `quick’ reply to my friend..  🙂

“May Hern protect us”

-Mani Navasothy

personal link

Hern’s Tribe- outdoor shamanic ritual group in London

Hern’s Tribe facebook page

Treadwells Bookshop in London

The mourning of Mr Navasothy’s Death..!

Am very much alive..and kicking..  and probably will for another 20 yrs or so..but I am not the first Mr.Navasothy!  That name belongs to my late father Kanapathipillai Navasothy!! And this was the morning of his unexpected and accidental demise..  way back on 3rd January 1990.

A day after New Year 1990, he returned to work..  to the Government Office in Elephant & Castle, London.   And by late afternoon, he was crossing the main road, to get the bus..and never made it to the other side of the road!

I didn’t hear about it till much later in the evening.. almost night…as I was with relatives in Cambridge..  The Call came..  an uncle drove me to London..  to Guy’s Hospital..  and by the time I had arrived, my father was dying.. serious head injuries…still in Coma.. slipping to another reality.

And what I did next shocked and surprised my family members in the hospital..  mother, 2 younger sisters, uncles, and cousin from Canada!

I took the camera out of my bag and started taking photos of my father.. !

Mr Navasothy

Mr Navasothy

He had always liked being photographed, and I took it upon myself..to catalogue his entire final journey..from the minute of his death to the moment his body turned to ashes few weeks later in the local Crematorium!   Those photos are still here somewhere..  I used to look at them once a year ..on this night..  But I stopped doing that about 10 yrs after the event..  on a day I decided to truly let go.. It was also when I let go of a tiny bit of his blood…taken from the shirt he had worn at the time..!  And the minute hairs on his shaving blade..!!

What remains is his Wrist-Watch! It stopped then..I have tried winding it.. It moves for a few seconds..  and it stops..!

So it was at 1.35am, on 3rd January 1990, I became the New Mr.Navasothy..  and took my father’s first name as my last!   Navasothy died.

At the inquest..months and 2 postmortem later.. they declared it as High velocity accidental death, because the Bus Driver, the Car Driver and the Motocyclist..all gave conflicting accounts. People don’t have that level of head-injury..  enough to kill a man..if they were just running for a bus and fell to the road!!   Athletes running at 30-40mph perhaps..but not a middle-aged man!  The truth was never uncovered. Who ever hit him got away..! Yeah, a road-kill – my father!!

What followed were years of torments, loss of faith in Gods and religions, lawless lonely years. And out of that darkness and soul searching, the new Mr.Navasothy rose.. !

Death always creates Birth..!   But not the way most imagine..  Personalities of the living shift..  they take on new strands.. and new subpersonalities emerge..!

A broken Watch, a tiny stone and a small twig – bear witness to that moment of one life passing..!  They’ve shaped the last 24 years of my life.. the quest for that forbidden knowledge!!  What lies beyond death? Where are Gods? What are spirits and souls?  Why do ghost and ghouls walk the earth? And what monsters lie within??

Maybe one day, when I am  ready, I’ll hold the 3 items… and I will know who killed my father!  The Watch, the stick and the stone..will tell me!! And then with all my might and magic… I will deliver my Justice!!

Why? Because..I never let go of injustices..  Not a single one..!   And no one forgets the first one!! It sets all the other ones in motion..

An Elephant has a long memory..  and so do I..!   My grandmother said so.. !!

-Manivannan Navasothy

Related Personal links

Ghosts of the past – aiding the dead

Ashes to ashes…Dust to Dust..  Light after Death 

Navasothy- our father who art in Heaven..