Years ago, I selected the drumming track on my iPhone and journeyed into non-ordinary reality to meet the Spirit of my town. My intention was to learn what the town needed (so basically, what I needed).
A masculine energy offered a suggestion for rooting into the ground like an old oak tree. He sent an image of a tree with wild winds surrounding it—all while it remained calm and steady in the storm.
I asked why it was so windy in my town, and why these...
There is a comfort in being with someone who knows you, who gets who you really are. There is a kind of language - a telepathy - that requires no effort. The connection requires nothing from you - to feel, or be, any different.
In this space, it feels safe to let another in - to bond in a way that is needed for these challenging times, to make it through, in an easier way.
These are the kind of times that could make you a hero/heroine for all that you're going...
Imagine walking into a dining room with the table set for one, two, three, or more. It’s like an alter: Plates, napkins and silverware are all coordinated, yet simple; your favorite flowers are at the center; and the candles on either end have been lit, creating a warm hue throughout the room. Music plays in the background too, but it’s so soft you almost don’t notice.
How do you feel in this space?
Do you wonder what will happen in this room? Who will...
Healers and coaches get support when they feel stuck, and sometimes that support comes from the invisible realms. Here's a poem I wrote after a shamanic journey where I asked Grandmother Midwife for her guidance on a new event I planned to host, and how I could fill the room.
She appears as a giant
I ask her
what she would like me to know
She lays down in the river
and spreads her legs
The water gushes through,