This Is My Gift

I have suddenly developed a gift for super intuition.  I have been practicing remote healings (really they are energy readings) on friends and people I don’t even know.  Every time I  do this I  know things about them all that I would have had no other way of knowing, other than intuition.

Every time I am right.  I haven’t done one yet that was not on target.

I told my teacher about this on Friday.  She called me a “Womb Whisperer.”  I really like that term.  She said she can also do this and that it was my gift.

She is going to teach me other things that I can do remotely, especially for healing, but for now my instructions are to keep practicing.

I created this category so that I can keep track of all my whisperings in one place.

I’ll be back to post about ones I’ve already done.

A Shaman’s Feathers

The first time I saw my teacher take out her feather fan, I gasped.  My heart sang and danced.  Just seeing them had an instantaneous and profound affect on me.  They were beautiful.

She wouldn’t let us touch them.

This weekend I found out that they were given to her when the Native People initiated her as a Shaman.

My question was answered.

Doves In Odd Places

I took my daughter to the E.R. the other night. She woke up from a long nap with a fever and had been complaining about painful urination. I knew it was a UTI and rather than wait to see the pediatrician whom we haven’t been to in almost two years, I brought her to the ER. I knew she’d need an antibiotic.

When we got there we pulled into the parking lot next to a mini van with a roof rack. My three and a half year old immediately pointed out two birds sitting on the roof rack of the van. They were so still. I told my daughter that they were not real but they were nice. She assured me that they were real. Finally I saw one of them blink.

They were doves. I know doves well because my younger daughter and I hear them all day long. We have pictures of them and often listen to their call over the computer.

The parking spaces at the hospital are tight. Those birds did not even flinch when I opened our doors, got out, closed them and walked away. They sat right there.

I took this as a good sign. I had been manifesting no waiting, and an easy visit at the ER. That’s just what we got.

My daughter and I even sat outside on a bench in the hospital courtyard when it was all over just gazing at the night sky together. It was beautiful.

Exercise Your Way Toward Bliss

The next time you’re out walking around try to see everything as if it were YOU. Look at everything as if you are looking in a mirror. Do it for more than a minute. Try it for as long as you can. If judgmental thoughts creep in, let them move on through. Keep looking around you and seeing yourself in everything.

See yourself in a squirrel, in a tree, in a road sign, in another human being – maybe an “ugly one” or an “unhappy looking person.” See yourself in the sky, in the traffic, in the sounds tht you hear.

Sometimes I’m really good at remembering this throughout my day. I should be, I’ve been intentionally practicing this for several months now. It’s helping me release judgment about things, which is a requirement for real spiritual growth. Other times, one judgment after another comes and it’s hard to release and know that we are all the Same. IT is all the Same.

Practice with me and let me know how you feel afterward!

I guarantee that if you do this exercise with regularity it will completely change your life experience. This is a sure pathway to Bliss.

I Found Him!

 

This picture was taken around 1865.

I  have also ordered this book:

Circle of Fire: The Indian War of 1865

 By John Dishon McDermott

 

It looks like there are several pages in which Black Bear is mentioned.

 

Funny, Black Bear looks like my Uncle Danny & he has a nose like my grandma.

At Camp With Black Bear

I am on a quest to learn more about this once-fierce, warrior, Shaman, Apache (Arapaho) who is now guiding me on my spiritual journey.

I emailed the woman who created the website through which I found out about his authenticity. She has no more information about him other than what she wrote.

Last night before sleep, I asked Black Bear for a message.

He showed me his camp through my dream. I know it was an image of camp on the night he was ambushed and killed. I saw the camp. Saw the fire. Saw him drumming. He was alone.

It was a very foggy dream and even as I realized that I was dreaming it, the harder I tried to see the dream more clearly, the more it faded away.

I have not done a thorough search on this man. I intend to though.

Backpack, But No Kid

While I was riding to the place where my oak stands, guess what I came across?

The strung-out-looking-kid-from-the-other-day’s backpack off in the grass on the side of the road near where we had met the other night.

I know it was his. I thought about stopping and looking inside but I didn’t.

My First Mystical Healing Arts Class

My classes at this school are broken into three, full-day sessions every other month.

My first one was April 20th. I want to share some notes I jotted when I got home after my days spent w/my teacher(s) and classmates.

April 20^th

First class. That night I dreamed of turtle medicine (for me or A, I don’t know). I also dreamed of guardian angels in the sky. I was looking at the night sky, seeing some constellations and noticed one inside a circle of stars. It was one of the archangels. Then the angel became animated and changed into another angel, then another, and another.

I was sitting next to Shannon’s husband. B and the girls were inside the house (whose house I don’t know). Shannon’s husband put his hand on my leg and asked if I were married. I said yes.

April 21^st

Second class. Worked on the “cap of light.” This meditation was extremely powerful for me. I worked in my second chakra and worked on healing my long lost libido. I felt a shift. It was a very powerful and emotional experience.

That night I came home and found out that my neighbors had died in a plane crash that afternoon. Mark and Margaret were avid pilots. I don’t know if they both were pilots or if Mark was but they owned a small plane and went flying almost every weekend. We did not know them even well enough to know their last names but we shared tools and had conversations whenever we were out in the neighborhood. In fact, Margaret had offered to teach me how to can.

April 22^nd

Third class. We witnessed healings today. Amazing. I did a healing and had one done on me. Extremely powerful. I was also given this visualization to do: Imagine myself and Kate connected w/a cord. Ask the Archangel Michael to come and cut the cord with his mighty sword and stop all the bad karmic stuff that is connecting us and her supposed sickness right now. I did this while Corro was working on me. Very powerful.

April 23^rd

No class. Tonight I told B that I’m having a hard time dealing w/Mark and Margaret’s death. I know this is my ego, because my higher self knows implicitly that they are safe, that they are where they choose to be and all is well.

So, I went for a bike ride. I always ride past their house since it’s at the end of the street. I turned on to the street behind them and Black Bear spoke to me. “They’re in the wind,” he said. Then it got very windy and all the wind chimes started ringing. I had never noticed just how many houses on Alice St. have wind chimes!

Thank you Black Bear.

A Spirit Of Few Words

After I found out that Black Bear was one of my guides, and that he was standing ready to “help me manifest my life as I want it to be,” (The words of Allorah, my favorite intuitive), a couple of things happened immediately.

I asked Black Bear what I should be doing. To this he responded, Nothing. You do nothing.

The next day I happened to stop by a local metaphysical shop here in town. I had always wanted to go in, but somehow never did until this day. I went looking for some information on Shamanism.

I bought two books that day and as I checked out I saw a flyer on the counter advertising a Mystical Healing Arts School. I read the flyer over while I checked out and then struck up a conversation with the gal bagging my books. I told her all about Black Bear and how I felt led by him to stop in their shop. I told her that the flyer I was looking at was interesting.

We had a nice talk and she told me that the school offered a one-year course in the Mystical Healing Arts. That it’s very powerful.

I had never even considered such a thing before. I was busy working on my website and working on my books and articles. This was a whole new venture.

I drove home knowing that despite the cost and the time it took, I’d have to sign up.

Hmm…This Is Exactly What I Am Learning

So my teacher is a Shaman after all.

Here’s another quote from this site: http://www.shamanlinks.net/shaman.htm

“The shaman sees illness as a lack of power because it was lost somewhere in your life. In order to heal you the shaman returns your power to you. She or he may perform a power animal retrieval, see link for more details. A power animal is a protector, similar to a guardian angel, which protects you from harm and helps you with your spiritual growth by lending its power to you.

The shaman also removes misplaced energy. The negative emotions you may feel, or the negative emotions that another can send at you are seen by the shaman to be stuck or stored in various parts of the body. This can be seen with the example such as how stress causes ulcers or back pains. The shaman will re-empower you by removing the energy that does not belong within your body. This is called a shamanic extraction, other healing modalities in addition to shamanism practice this in various forms. This energy is not bad, it is just misplaced. Because it does not belong in your body, it is seen as causing illness that then shows itself in a physical way through pain, sickness or emotional difficulties.

In the shamanic system part of the soul is free to leave the body, so therefore it is also believed that soul parts of each individual will leave the body in order to protect itself from trauma. This is considered a positive protection mechanism. For instance, if someone were to be in a car accident, part of the soul would leave the body to protect itself from the trauma of the impact. The soul does not always know how to return, however, and if it has not returned for whatever reason this is referred to as soul loss. That is when the shaman would become involved, in order to assist with returning this missing piece of yourself. The healer would perform a soul retrieval, see link for more information. In indigenous cultures this was performed quite regularly. In these modern times, a person may go a long time feeling like a part of him or herself has been missing.

Soul loss would be comparable to the psychological concept of disassociation.”

This is exactly what I learned a couple of months ago and did with success the very first time.

Later, I’ll write about Shamanic Extraction. Or at least I’ll quote some about it from the site listed above.

Did I mention that I LOVE that site?