The Ties that Bind are Loosened as Leo New Moon Approaches

by Baylan Megino

August 1, 2013

The ties that bind…. are loosened as the Leo new moon approaches.

Sleep has not been my friend lately. When I was younger, I could sleep through a rock concert, but these past few days have been long, physically demanding, and mentally draining. Hours of sleep have not brought the deep rest that I have known for so long.

Maybe it’s because the new moon is coming. Today, as waited in line for my friendly neighborhood DMV to call my number, I listened to Michele Grace Lessirard talk about the energies that have been swirling the last few months.

“June was about speaking your truth. July was about protecting your space from naysayers, protecting your boundaries, and creating sacred space.”  It has been a time of letting go, of shifts happening, of disruptions with communications and computers. Sound familiar?

And August? It’s about “the call to be brilliant and to shine brightly.” Time to go into the void, be open, see what you desire, see what inspires you, and allow the creativity to flow. And that entails surrendering the ties that bind us. Stay grounded, and yield to the flow.

I’ve been clearing a lot of STUFF these past few months. Cleared space at the house, sorting through 42 years of family stuff. Cleared the back yard — even Mom said it never looked so good.

Closed out my storage units and brought things to the house. It’s full again. I need to spend more time going through boxes and boxes and letting things go, passing them on to others who could love them, shredding documents, disposing of things that remain that have accumulated over the last 20 years of my life. Makes my arms ache just thinking about it.

The call? Oh, yes, I have one. It gets real clear, and I often move in that direction. It’s a challenge to stay fully focused on that path, though. One reason why I came back home was to help care for my Dad as his Alzheimer’s progressed. But just a few months in, it became clear that we couldn’t handle it ourselves. And my siblings live too far away to be able to help regularly. So we placed Dad in the first of several homes before he “crossed the rainbow bridge” this past March.  But that’s a story for another day.

Mom is slowing down. It’s to be expected – after all, she is over 80 years old, for heaven’s sake! She is fiercely independent, and stubborn. She spends her days going through papers and boxes and sorting through clothes while listening to the news or watching “Criminal Minds” and “Cold Case” and  other such programs. Donate, Toss, Keep. Donate, Donate, Toss, Keep. Keep, Keep, Keep, Toss.

Today I needed to get out and take a drive. I could get groceries at Safeway, I thought to myself. Could’ve gone to the one only five minutes away, but decided first to head up the hill to catch the sunset. Almost ten minutes later, I found almost all the parking spots were taken. The one or two that were open didn’t have a view I wanted.  So I parked further down the hill in a parking lot with a view of the City and a broad expanse of the Bay. The fog was rolling in and had blanketed much of the City, and the sun’s afterglow was quickly fading.

SuSunset over San Francisco by Baylan Megino

Sunset over San Francisco by Baylan Megino

Sitting in the quiet of my car, memories came flooding in of my first dog, Perdita. She just showed up one day – at least that’s what I remember. She was the “Little Lost One,” and she was mine. I remember one time sitting on the floor, grabbing and hugging her tight as I cried, pained by my father’s discipline. I didn’t understand, and Perdita was there for me. She was my best friend, and helped me through many confusing days.

And then one day she was gone. Ran off, I was told. Accept it. There was no search — Only a deep, deep sense of  loss.

Driving in the hills, watching the trees open to reveal the bay, seeing the world spread out below me – these have always brought me peace. But today it was flat, lacked the richness of a full visual feast.

I descended to the flatlands where, all the way at the other end of the next town, I pulled up to the Safeway. Located at the north end of Gourmet Gulch, it had been remodeled since my last visit. I wandered through unfamiliar aisles, checking off items on the list. Picked up a package of ginger snaps as my personal treat, and set the full paper bag on the back seat just as it started to rip.

Turned my car toward home, and drove through the quiet streets, noting the changes. Very few stores and restaurants remained from my time living in this college town. It was sad for me to see the jumble of architectural progress. Nothing felt familiar. Nothing was the same. There were a few exceptions — one restaurant that I never went to  – King Dong. Couldn’t imagine saying I had eaten there.

Driving further, I saw the produce store had moved across the street into a newly expanded building. Used to buy fresh chicken and an amazing assortment of vegetables there, and enjoyed thinking of recipes and menus while I lugged the heavy bags several blocks home. Any Mountain was in its original space. It was comforting to see the Japanese restaurant still on the corner.

Then headed to the bank, my arms tired from days of lifting boxes. As I stepped from my car, a young woman caught my eye. Slim with short cropped hair, she sat quietly at the bus stop. As I passed her, she stood up in the gathering dusk to search for a bus. No dice.

Where are you going? I asked.

Oh! She said in surprise. Berkeley, she said.

I paused. That was in the opposite direction.

I’m not in any rush to go home, I said. Want a ride?

Sure! She said, and moved to the car. Thank you!

Want some ginger cookies? I asked as we snapped on our seatbelts.

Yes, thank you, she said with a smile.

She shared the story of her name. Both grandmothers hold the same name, and so the lines came together in her. Recently graduated from a school in Connecticut, she needed to get away. She had just arrived, and tonight was visiting a friend.

So what do you do? I asked.

Oh, I work at two coffee shops, she said.

What do you Want to do? I asked.

She wanted to do community organizing, to do something that makes a difference.

Well, you’re in the right place, I said. Do you work with computers? I asked

Yes, but my roommate does websites. She’s on the computer all the time.

Well, sometimes I have a need for help with research. Perhaps you can help me with that, I said.

Sure! She said. Comfortable. Open. Young. Ready for the world.

Let me give you my card, I said. She made a sound of approval as I opened my card case.

Rosie the Riveter, I said. There’s a museum for her in Richmond.

I’m going to have to check that out.

Give me a call so I have your number, I suggested.

I will. Thanks again for the ride. She smiled and said, You know, my grandfather used to always have ginger snaps in his car. It reminded me of him.

Nice memory, I said. Let’s keep in touch.

She stepped to the curb, and we both waved as the signal light changed, and I turned the corner toward home.


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From our Daily Boost: Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying

by Baylan Megino

“Get busy living, or get busy dying.” – Stephen King

Did you watch those teenage zombie movies? Does your life sometimes feel like you’re the walking dead — each day moving on auto-pilot, not feeling much, either positive or negative, or hearing bits of excited conversations and wanting to be part of it?

Photo by Stuart Miles on

Photo by Stuart Miles on

Do you sometimes wonder, “There’s got to be more to life than this”?

The reality is that we have each moment to live.

We can choose to live in the past, which is focusing on the positives or negatives that are already done and that we can do nothing about. We can choose to live in the future, which is only a thought that can create joy or anxiety in the present.

We can choose to live in the present, which is as simple as breathing, seeing what is before us, and responding. We choose to Inhale. Exhale. We choose the texture of our experience. We choose expansion, connection, joy, peace, or love, or we choose the little deaths and contraction that each negative thought brings.

Which do you choose?

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From our Daily Boost: When Love and Skill Work Together, Expect A Masterpiece

“When Love and Skill work together, expect a masterpiece.” – John Ruskin

post by Baylan Megino


What do you love to do? What are you really good at doing? How could you marry these two?

When we are doing what we love, the effort (if there is any) needed to accomplish something seems infinitely less than when we are doing what we “like” or what we have “become good at.”

Instead, figure out how you can do what you love with the gifts that you have, with your many ways of brilliance.

That is when you experience MIRACLES.

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Heart of Hearts (Partial) copyright by Baylan Megino






Bridges, Healing and White Light Associates

Bridges symbolize connection between two places, two spaces, two peoples, two worlds. Many times I have said I am a bridge  – between generations, cultures, the physical and spiritual realms. I haven’t thought of it much for some time now, because I’ve been focusing on being the bridge, on healing, on being a White Light Associate.

Buildng the New Bay Bridge Jan 2012 IMG 6798

Building the New Bridge 6798 by Baylan Megino

Yet today I received two messages that brought bridges to the forefront. The message from “The Grandfathers” card spoke of “You, who have a foot in both worlds,” are able to help raise the level of hope in the world, and to build anew. The other was the article “Walking Between Heaven and Earth: The Babaylan Today,” which talks about the babaylan as a bridge in today’s world.

When I received my name, Baylan, those many years ago, I remember thinking how it seemed a heavy responsibility to help care for the world. At the time, I was still trying to figure out how to make sense and order of what I had built in my own individual life, much less have the time and energy to help others with theirs.

Then one day while visiting Sedona I asked my guides what I am here to do. “Help Others Shine Their Light,” they said. And when I asked what is the name of my company, they said, “White Light Associates.” They made it clear that they would be able to help more through my work.

It’s been years of understanding who I am in this life and what issues I need to address, and clearing the way for Baylan to show up in the world as a White Light Associate. Each time of peeling away the layers has allowed more of the real me to emerge. And what I’ve found so far is a greater understanding that each and every one of us is Love/Light.

We get to choose, consciously or unconsciously, how much of that light we let out into the world.

I see life as an on-going education in ways to be more of who I am here to be. Gathering the pieces (the “tools in my basket”) that I would engage to help others is an ongoing search. It was validating to learn ancient systems that explained what I had intuitively been doing.  It was empowering to learn how to balance the body and its physical and energy systems. Opening to communicate with other worlds and asking for assistance is a humbling experience. Learning to coach others helped me to organize ways of sharing my knowing so I could help others move through to shine their light.

Learning how to distill business systems helped me see how I could help those whose brilliance lies in other areas. Doing photography and videography projects continues to show me how to look at a different perspective, and how to communicate ideas in new ways. Doing community work helps me see various ways to serve, and to help larger groups of people. Social media helps me to expand my reach globally, and to the Filipino community,  and to understand how to connect and communicate messages in new ways. Doing interviews helps me to capture the stories and messages that will inspire and empower current and future generations.

The other day I was asked, “What is Baylan all about?” I had to pause, because every day the answer has new texture, new avenues. Yet, when you really get down to it, it’s all rooted in the same thing.

Whether it’s helping one get through some physical, emotional, or spiritual dis-ease, helping one create their life consciously for how they want to live it, helping one see the world reflected through different eyes, offering a helping hand to those who may have forgotten their light, helping take care of the business side so the creative is free to flow, and so others can do what they do best, helping people and organizations get their message out to the world, or helping capture messages and wisdom that will be available to others forever – it’s all rooted in the same thing. Helping Others Shine Their Light.

Heart of Hearts (partial) by Baylan Megino

There are many, many ways to help shine the light — ways large and small. And when there is more light in the world, the planet and all its inhabitants are able to heal that much more. And there is a greater possibility of peace on the planet.

When I meet someone, I look to see their light.

So I encourage you — today, go out and shine in any way that feels right. A word, a smile, a touch, a sound. In sharing, you are changing the vibration in the world, one person at a time. And in that moment of sharing yourself from this place of caring for the world, you join the legions of White Light Associates.

Thank you. And Welcome.


Daily Boost: How to Create a Masterpiece

We are each able to create a masterpiece in our lives, whether it’s an object, a project, or a lifework. What is the masterpiece you are creating now?

What do you love to do? What are you really good at doing? How could you marry these two?

“When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.” – John Ruskin

When we are doing what we love, the effort needed (if there is any) to accomplish something seems infinitely less than when we are doing what we “like” or what we have “become good at.”

Instead, find how you can do what you love with the gifts you have.

There are many ways of brilliance. Intellect is only one. Ability in relationships in another. Making sound or music is another. Creating environment is another. There are many, and you can possess brilliance in more than one — what are yours?

When you do what you love with the gifts and brilliance you have, That is when you experience MIRACLES.


Peace and Light to You,