Category Archives: Energy Work

Reconnection (Part 2 of 2)

(Continued from Part 1 – Disconnection.  Click here to read that post first.)

It had been about four weeks with the runes when the dragon came calling.

It came from an entirely unexpected angle.  I could feel things were “coming back on line” but I had no idea it would take such an unexpected turn or have such force to it.  In hindsight, perhaps someone knew that they needed to drop the equivalent of a magical bomb on me to get my attention?

I had continued with my rune work by drawing a rune every day.  Typically in the morning and as a meditation exercise.  I was very strict with myself not to read too much into the coming day.  My usual thought process was “draw the rune, reflect on the rune, watch it through the day.”  As those days went by it seemed to be working and I was really enjoying getting back to what I could consider “my roots” with them.

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Disconnection (Part 1 of 2)

Over the 2017 Summer the tarot cards did not like me.

Matter of fact, no divination system seemed to like me. It started at the beginning of May and continued throughout the month.  Having been involved with oracles and that type of  communication for over 30 years it was unsettling. There had never been a time where I felt so disconnected or unable to sense the message being put forward.

It started with my daily card draws. I began to get cards like the 9 of Swords, the Tower, and the 3 of Swords day after day. At first, I was concerned about what it meant. Then, as I focused on the real time events throughout the day I realized the cards did not apply at all.

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Synchronicity and the Chariot

I started this post as a bit of a ramble regarding synchronicity.  Near the end I realized it was also about what I was being told by that synchronicity.

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I’ve had the following up on the About page since the beginning of this blog, “Synchronicity is the currency of the magical.

I had a series of interesting experiences occur to me this morning and I realized it was as excellent example of how synchronicity and the magical/mystical works.   Here is a brief play by play of how it all went down.

As a matter of course in my morning, I usually stop to check the news.  Now, these days, I do it very sparingly and usually much later in the morning.  Typically, no more than twice a day.  Just before I do I will go through a small ritual where I ground and, basically, brace myself.  I remind myself to stay focused and to let things unground me.    This time I did the above and then I said quietly to myself, “Lead me to what I should see.”

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Tonight 11-11

A quick post before more time goes by.

In light of recent events over the past few days, this evening at 11:00 PM EST I will be sitting down in peace.   I will be taking time to focus on peace, care, illumination and healing for any and all  who may need it.   This is a turbulent, historic time and it stands to possibly get worse.  It feels as if the whole country and the world is holding it’s breath.  If nothing else, it is a little positive energy focused onto a weary world.

Please join me for whatever time you have available in whatever way suits you the best.   This morning at 11 AM I simply took a quick break and stood in a stairwell, focused on my breath and asked for the above.  It only took 5 minutes.  Tonight, I may go longer but there is no time limit.  Do what you can.

Peace.


Keeping On Track

(Note – This was originally drafted on Nov 6th, just before the election.)

Since Samhain things have continued to move forward, the flog clearing.  A few things have come up since then and I thought that even if it turns into a short post I would catch you up.  Since my last post I have been very focused on making sure the fog does not “slip back in.”  I’ve started a few routines to help with it.  I’m sure some of you may already do these things.  If not, perhaps they might give you some ideas of your own.

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At least twice a day, I re-affirm the magic and spirituality of life

What I mean by this is I try to take some time, at least twice a day, to really appreciate Spirit.  I do this in different ways.  This may be a short as a minute or two or it might be longer.  It just depends on what is going on and how much time I have in the morning or the evening.  It can be a simple thought about spirit or ancestors, a musing on the interconnected nature of everything while sitting quietly, or perhaps just stopping to count my breath for a few moments while I watch a spider at lunch.

I  started a magical / paranormal journal

This has been started several times but it always crashed and burned.  This was because I was stuck on it being handwritten and having all the different aspects of my magical life crammed into one tome.  My hand would often cramp up from trying to get everything in there and I found valuable free time going to catching up on my entries instead of doing a reading or experimenting with dowsing.  I started a digital journal, created some tags to help me find things and began to document this new phase of my life.   I agreed with myself that I would hold no reservation on how long or how short an entry may be and I could enter multiple entries a day if I wished.  There are no rules.  It has helped immensely.

I ask myself, “What is Spirit trying to tell me here?”

In any situation, from a stressful work moment to a peaceful lunch among falling autumn leaves, I pause and ask that simple question. I ask gently.  Then, I take a few seconds and just listen.  Sometimes there is no answer and I don’t push for one.  Other times I’ve heard some really great answers.

I relaxed and gave up.

Let me be clear, this was not in a depressing way.  I’ve just started to just let things be… well… things.  I’ve stopped pushing so much for answers.  Better yet, you could say I’ve stopped pushing for the answers I wanted to hear.

And that’s it.  I just try to pay attention more and work towards not going “unconscious” again.

It feels good.

I feel like I’m coming back around to a place of solidity which I have not seen in a long, long while.

 

 

 


Initial Introductions are Given

Settle yourself in, dear reader, for this is a rambling post.  I had thought to break into two smaller posts and perhaps I should have.  Do let me know if posts like this are too long!

I was able to break free for half of an afternoon.  The weather was rainy and I had nearly opted not to go.  However, after dowsing a quick weather forecast, I was informed that, contrary to the forecasters, I would not have much to worry about in the way of rain and thunderstorms.  So, tossing on my hiking shoes and grabbing my supplies, I headed out.

My work with the boundary was mostly finished.  Any extra details would need to wait until Autumn as the undergrowth had simply become to thick to make any kind of decent survey and to get an exact perimeter on a map.  I knew it well enough in my head and my intent for this trip was to simply get to know some of the local spirits of the place and to reconnect with Nature.

TrailThe day was cool and damp.  Rain fell intermittently but there was no concern about getting drenched.  Coming in at the trail and saying hello at the boundary marker, I was quickly “waved in” after a quick hello to the trees there.   Because of the weather, the park and the woods were deserted.  If it were not for the occasional sound of cars, I could have easily been in remote forest.  Leaning against one of the trees I asked if it knew where I should go.  I immediately saw a “mental movie” of me crossing the stream and walking back towards the first spring that came up and out of a rocky, limestone shelf.  I couldn’t get much clearer than that!

I pulled out my rods and began.  First, I was taken to the abandoned tent I had found earlier.  I wanted to check the site again and the rods agreed.  Because of the excessive growth and lack of clear sight lines, I missed the fallen tree where the tent had been.  Of course, the rods put me back on track and led me directly to the site.  Everything was the same as it was and I re-arranged the tent in it’s bag to be more visible, placing it next to the pot.  The site was still well hidden, even more so with the increase in growth all around it.  Someone would have to know it was there to find it again.  I wondered if the tent would ever just “disappear” one day.

Moving away from there I strolled easily down a game trail towards the creek and crossed it.

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On Being Responsible

Cloud SpiritAn interesting thing occurred to me on the way to the next post.

I had spent a handful of days writing up a very lengthy post about my last session in the glen.  I knew I wanted to share that wonderful visit but I had also decided that I would go into lengthy detail about my initial communications with the fey and spirits there.  I had the post all done, had entered the final pictures and was doing a final edit.  I typically like to write up a post, edit it a few times while taking lengthy breaks between.  Yesterday, I had wrapped everything up and would give it a final read in the evening then post it.

Then I got home.  I went to sit down and as the post came up I was hit with a massive wave of “do not post this.”   Now, I’ve had the blogging equivalent of stage fright  before and this was not it.  I wanted to post it.  However, something else was telling me “it’s no longer a good option.”

I did a bit of dowsing and the sticking point seemed to be the details I was including.  It was, basically, too much info.  This then  struck up an interesting internal discussion for me because it has made me consider what should or should not be posted publicly online.

As I meditated and delved a bit deeper into the “why” behind the push back I got a bit more information.  Now, I want to stress that I’m still digesting all of this.  This was the first time I had written that detailed of a post.  I did feel that it could make for an interesting topic for either discussion here or, perhaps, internally with a reader.

It came down to these key points…

  • The writing is not a waste as I can use it for my own records.  It may also prove to be later fodder for a book. (Thanks to a long time friend for that suggestion!)
  • The internet is a very, very big and open place.
  • I am a fan of posting information on the internet.  I have learned immense amounts online about subjects I’m interested in, from camping skills, to crafting, to organization tips.  I think it is important to add to that pool of knowledge with whatever skill set you have.  However, this interesting analogy came up in my inner vision.  There is a need to be responsible about what you post.  There is posting the instructions on how to start a fire in the woods and then there is posting information on how to make fireworks.   I thought it was a bit ridiculous but I was being told that my latest post, with it’s included details, was more along the lines of the later.  I still don’t understand it but that is what I kept getting.
  • I was under an obligation to remain responsible for what I put out there.
  • Some things, it appears, are meant to stay secret until one is ready to experience them for themselves.
  • I could post about my last visit, of course, but I would need to omit and edit with a different focus.
  • Mercury retrograde is, as always, hilarious.

And, for the record, this is not some epic lead up to “but you can buy my advanced blog post for eleventeen dollars…”  That is not what this is about.  This is about dealing with responsibility and the ethics of this level of work.  My next step is to possibly do a reading on this.  If I get more insight, I will share it.  And, also, it would appear the next post for the glen will be a little delayed.  I have a re-write to do.

I am curious to hear other’s thoughts.  Has anything similar ever happened with your writing or with your work?  Were you ever told, “No.  You cannot share that.”

If you wish you can, of course, comment here or you may email me at alongadifferentpathATgmailDOTcom