tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76391332577380845572024-03-05T00:15:53.306-05:00Earthwindwalkers Pieces of InspirationRandomness and Ramblings from an extraordinary girl in an ordinary world.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-60458157766405019702016-12-31T11:11:00.000-05:002016-12-31T11:11:00.105-05:00HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 27-28 (December 28-29)<strong>HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 27-28 (December 28-29)</strong><br />
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<strong>Day 27-I just did some rune research for my sigils for the bowl.</strong><br />
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<u>12/28/16 Rune Sigil Work for the Bowl </u><br />
OTHALA<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 23<br />
DEITY: ODIN<br />
COLOR: DEEP YELLOW<br />
ELEMENT: EARTH<br />
ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: FULL MOON<br />
HEARTH, ANCESTORS, INHERITANCE<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/o_QbyP6q0AQ" href="https://youtu.be/o_QbyP6q0AQ">WARDRUNA-ODAL</a><br />
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ALGIZ<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 15<br />
DEITY: HEIMDALL<br />
COLOR: YELLOW<br />
ELEMENT: AIR<br />
ZODIAC: CANCER<br />
PROTECTION, SAFE REFUGE, ROOTED AND REACHING FOR THE DIVINE<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/oiC0kBTpbjs" href="https://youtu.be/oiC0kBTpbjs">WARDRUNA-ALGIR</a><br />
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FEHU<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 1<br />
DEITY: FREY, FREYJA<br />
COLOR: LIGHT RED<br />
ELEMENT: EARTH/FIRE<br />
ZODIAC: ARIES<br />
REWARD, WEALTH, NOURISHMENT<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/bbgvgk50e94" href="https://youtu.be/bbgvgk50e94">WARDRUNA-FEHU</a><br />
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ANSUZ<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 4<br />
DEITY: ODINN/LOKI<br />
COLOR: DARK BLUE<br />
ELEMENT: AIR<br />
ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: VENUS<br />
WISDOM, COMMUNICATION<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/OSSh5JW2PwY" href="https://youtu.be/OSSh5JW2PwY">WARDRUNA-ANSUR</a><br />
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TIWAZ<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 17<br />
DEITY: TYR/TIW<br />
COLOR: BRIGHT RED<br />
ELEMENT: AIR<br />
ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: LIBRA<br />
COURAGE, WARRIOR RUNE, NEGOTIATION RUNE<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/r2PHd7wPn6A?list=PLC8aSbUGCL20_-LhygZjvu0rJix4UqdfI" href="https://youtu.be/r2PHd7wPn6A?list=PLC8aSbUGCL20_-LhygZjvu0rJix4UqdfI">WARDRUNA-TYR</a><br />
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WUNJO<br />
RUNIC NUMBER 8<br />
DEITY: ODINN, FRIGGA<br />
COLOR: LIGHT BLUE<br />
ELEMENT: ICE/WATER<br />
ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: LEO<br />
HAPPINESS, EMOTIONAL SATISFACTION<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/heDBX-HCMDA" href="https://youtu.be/heDBX-HCMDA">WARDRUNA-WUNJO</a><br />
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DAY 28 (DECEMBER 29<sup>TH</sup>)<br />
Sage cleansing<br />
Dragon’s Blood Incense<br />
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Called in the Ancestors, Runevaettir, spiritual allies, and Odinn<br />
Pulled the above runes<br />
Galdr’d Ansuz and the above runes for the preparation.<br />
Played the above video links as I carved my rune sigils.<br />
9 rune sigils on the outside of the bowl-carved with dremel tool<br />
Put the runes and herbs that I have been using in the bowl overnight for final infusion.<br />
Thanked the ancestors, Runevaettir, spiritual allies, and Odinn for joining the blessing of the bowl.<br />
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I had such a positive spiritual experience with this. I’m glad my co-founder and spirit sister Kimberly received this gift. I wish her many positive things when she uses this prayer bowl.<br />
<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-89543043456457498542016-12-28T18:02:00.002-05:002016-12-28T18:02:25.459-05:00HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 23-26<strong>HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 23-26 (DECEMBER 24-27)</strong><br />
<u>DECEMBER 24<sup>TH</sup> (DAY 23)</u><br />
SAGE CLEANSING<br />
JASMINE INCENSE<br />
RUNEWORK WITH THE BOWL<br />
CALLING IN ANCESTORS, RUNEVAETTIR, ODINN<br />
SWING BAG 9 TIMES BEFORE PULLING<br />
BREATH INTO THE RUNE BAG 3 TIMES<br />
<u>4 RUNES PULL</u><br />
URUZ-STRENGTH RUNE<br />
DAGAZ-COMPLETION<br />
GEBU-GIFT<br />
FEHU-WEALTH, GOOD LUCK<br />
PLAYLIST:<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI" href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI">WARDRUNA-URUR</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI" href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI">WARDRUNA-DAGAR</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/FwAr6ciwoUg" href="https://youtu.be/FwAr6ciwoUg">WARDRUNA-GIBU</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/bbgvgk50e94" href="https://youtu.be/bbgvgk50e94">WARDRUNA-FEHU</a><br />
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DECEMBER 25, (DAY 24)<br />
NOTHING WAS DONE<br />
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DECEMBER 26, (DAY 25)<br />
SPACE CHANGE-ALTAR ROOM<br />
DRAGON’S BLOOD INCENSE<br />
BLUE CANDLE (HEALING)<br />
SAGE CLEANSING<br />
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CALL IN ANCESTORS, RUNEVAETTIR, ODINN<br />
GALDR ANSUZ<br />
SWING RUNE BAG 9 TIMES<br />
CALL UPON ODINN AND RUNEVAETTIR TO PULL THE TRUE RUNES<br />
BREATHE INTO BAG 3 TIMES<br />
2 RUNE PULL<br />
EIWAZ-CONNECTION, SPIRITUALITY<br />
ALGIZ-CONNECTION TO THE DIVINE, MESSAGE, PROTECTION<br />
DRAGON’S BLOOD IS OFFERING TO RUNEVAETTIR<br />
PLAYLIST<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/FlVM4n20pA0" href="https://youtu.be/FlVM4n20pA0">WARDRUNA-EHWAR</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/oiC0kBTpbjs" href="https://youtu.be/oiC0kBTpbjs">WARDRUNA-ALGIR</a><br />
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DECEMBER 27 (DAY 26)<br />
NOTHING OFFICIAL DONE BUT I WENT TO LOOK AT THE BOWL AND FOUND 2 COMPLETELY DIFFERENT RUNES IN THERE. EITHER I WAS OUT OF HERE IN MY TRANCE AND PUT THE WRONG RUNES DOWN OR THEY SWITCHED ON ME.<br />
IHWAZ-MOVEMENT TOWARDS ENLIGHTENMENT, HARMONY, LOVE AND PEACE.<br />
TIWAZ-LOYALTY, FAIRNESS, VICTORY<br />
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<strong><u>Day 12 (12/13/16)</u></strong><br />
Ansuz Galdr<br />
8-minute meditation playing while I’m pulling the cards.<br />
Call on ancestors and spiritual allies to join ritual.<br />
Help from Mister<br />
No incense burned. I just cleansed with sage.<br />
2 card pull<br />
Fertility-fertile ideas and prayers, prayers that help with progress<br />
Field around you that is bringing stuff to you, new ideas or new ventures.<br />
Hope- Works with fertility for progress<br />
Mister has his paw on me. Celtic/Pagan mix station on Pandora<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/i9rl6XEub1A" href="https://youtu.be/i9rl6XEub1A">Sally’s Song-Amy Lee</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/REv1SfIqTy8" href="https://youtu.be/REv1SfIqTy8">Lord of the Flame-Inkubus Sukubus</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://d.docs.live.net/2c9a2bb29669e9ed/evanescence" href="https://d.docs.live.net/2c9a2bb29669e9ed/evanescence">Everybody’s Fool-Evanesence</a><br />
<strong><u>DAY 13 (12/14/16-Full Moon)</u></strong><br />
8-minute mediation music<br />
Ansuz galdr<br />
Sage for cleansing<br />
Call on ancestors and spiritual allies to join ritual.<br />
Card pull<br />
Destiny-can use as scrying bowl-holding the bowl while music plays.<br />
Tranced easily with this ritual.<br />
Hold bowl on my heart chakra. Very relaxed and fell asleep.<br />
<strong>Songs</strong><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/LTrk4X9ACtw" href="https://youtu.be/LTrk4X9ACtw">Orinoco Flow-Enya</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/7wfYIMyS_dI" href="https://youtu.be/7wfYIMyS_dI">Only Time-Enya</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/lsCbUjQJnBI" href="https://youtu.be/lsCbUjQJnBI">Croi Croga-Clannad</a><br />
<strong>Day 14-16 (December 15-17, 2016)</strong><br />
I have no notes on these days. We stayed at a friend’s place and I wasn’t home..<br />
<strong>Day 17 (December 18<sup>th</sup>, 2016)</strong><br />
Mister-helper<br />
8-minute meditation<br />
Ansuz galdr<br />
Call on my Ancestors and Spiritual Allies<br />
Sage for cleansing<br />
Jasmine incense<br />
Card pull<br />
Fertility card-fertile mind or fertility ritual<br />
Songs<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/2yMg1EfPI0Y" href="https://youtu.be/2yMg1EfPI0Y">Feel Me Heaven-Enigma</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/qgqlsc9HlKw" href="https://youtu.be/qgqlsc9HlKw">Evening Falls-Enya</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/qgqlsc9HlKw" href="https://youtu.be/qgqlsc9HlKw">Filtered Sunrise-David Arkenstone</a><br />
<strong>Day 18 (December 19, 2016)</strong><br />
Sage for cleansing<br />
Hold the prayer bowl while song is playing<br />
Card Pull<br />
Shadow-bowl could be used for shadow work<br />
Song:<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/77uE7WE6Grk" href="https://youtu.be/77uE7WE6Grk">The Memory of Trees-Enya</a><br />
<strong>Day 19 (December 20, 2016)</strong><br />
No ritual<br />
<strong>Day 20 (December 21, 2016)</strong><br />
Winter Solstice<br />
Magnolia Incense<br />
1<sup>st</sup> day of Rune work with the Prayer Bowl<br />
Added Mugwort<br />
Ansuz galdr<br />
Call Runevaettir, Ancestors, Spiritual Allies to join blessing of bowl, Allfather, Odinn (Galdr 9 times)<br />
Swing rune bag 9 times before rune pull. Breath into the bag 3 times.<br />
Rune Pull<br />
Mannaz-humans, help from others, collective consciousness<br />
Dagaz- completion<br />
Uruz-Strength rune<br />
Put the runes in overnight.<br />
Songs:<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/jcgE-m1UXCQ" href="https://youtu.be/jcgE-m1UXCQ">Mannar-Wardruna</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/FyNooM3aqns" href="https://youtu.be/FyNooM3aqns">Dagr-Wardruna</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI" href="https://youtu.be/M4u5gHYoPWI">Urur-Wardruna</a><br />
<strong>Day 21 (December 22, 2016)</strong><br />
No ritual work.<br />
<strong>Day 22 (December 23,2016)</strong><br />
8-minute meditation music<br />
Call on the Ancestors, Spiritual Allies, Runevaettir<br />
Rune Pull<br />
Eihwaz-protection and motivation, connection, spirituality<br />
Algiz-tree, protection rune<br />
Laguz-healing, potential<br />
Berkana-birth, metamorphis<br />
Holding the bowl while music is playing. Fell asleep<br />
Songs:<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/3mc8Jn6QdO4" href="https://youtu.be/3mc8Jn6QdO4">Lumenis-Delerium</a><br />
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<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-64769249920796104452016-12-13T18:23:00.000-05:002016-12-13T18:23:19.310-05:00HTS 30 Day Magical Item Challenge-Days 7-11<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Day 7 (12/8/16)</div>
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<u>Materials:</u></div>
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Psychic Tarot</div>
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Prayer Bowl</div>
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Same herbs still in bowl</div>
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<u>Music:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Tonya Threet’s Lullaby</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
<a data-mce-href="https://1drv.ms/u/s!Au3paZayK5oshKh9CEwj7idxYijbTw" href="https://1drv.ms/u/s!Au3paZayK5oshKh9CEwj7idxYijbTw">Listen to Lullaby Here</a></div>
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Ansuz Cleansing Galdr</div>
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Call in the Ancestors and Spiritual Allies</div>
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<u>Cards</u>:</div>
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Rest and Recuperate-Number 4, Rest and Recuperate, Healing energy sent to bowl. Emotional taxing experience and time to heal.</div>
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<u> </u><u>Music:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/VPP-Y8BtD_Y" href="https://youtu.be/VPP-Y8BtD_Y">Enya-One by One</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/AcB5P-bm65g" href="https://youtu.be/AcB5P-bm65g">May It Be-Hayley Westenra</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/HVDfoT3lu4U" href="https://youtu.be/HVDfoT3lu4U">In the Hollow of Trees-Gary Stadler/Singh Kaur</a></div>
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Day 8 (12-9-16)</div>
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Psychic Tarot</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Prayer Bowl</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Same herbs still in bowl</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
<u>Helpers:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Mister</div>
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<u>Cards:</u></div>
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Truth-See truth within yourself to find clarity. Share your spiritual truth.</div>
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Passion Ignited-Stir up your passion. Spirit card. New beginnings/ideas. Find your spiritual truth, your passion becomes ignited.</div>
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Held the bowl to my heart chakra while listening to 1<sup>st</sup> song</div>
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While holding the bowl, I got some feelings of presence, enough that it jerked my head back. I asked the presence to not bother me unless it pertained to ritual.</div>
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While listening to 2<sup>nd</sup> song, flash of image came, shy looking fox or dog, very expressive face. Someone giving me a message.</div>
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Continued to listen to music-see links below</div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/tL9KWB0M4UU" href="https://youtu.be/tL9KWB0M4UU">Loreena Mckennitt-Mystic's Dream</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/j5ag06uGeJw" href="https://youtu.be/j5ag06uGeJw">Leaves' Eyes-Ankomst</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/E7bLg4tWLWU" href="https://youtu.be/E7bLg4tWLWU">Ailein Duinn-Dan Ar Braz</a></div>
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Day 9- (12/10/16)</div>
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<u>Materials:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Psychic Tarot</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Prayer Bowl</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Same herbs still in bowl</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Pagan Magic Incense</div>
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<u>Music:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
8-minute meditation app</div>
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<u>Cards:</u></div>
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Sacrifice-Prayer work is a sacrifice, you are sacrificing your control of the situation.</div>
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Love Begins- Once you let go of control of the situation, you will be able to move forward with Love.</div>
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Call in the Ancestors and Spiritual Allies</div>
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Listened to 8-minute Meditation app while pulling cards for bowl</div>
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Listened to Music-See links below for music</div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/OnSMn_ESVZc" href="https://youtu.be/OnSMn_ESVZc">Deanta-Blacksmith</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/D9cvIGgYA1U" href="https://youtu.be/D9cvIGgYA1U">The High Kings-As I Roved Out</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/r2MEvGJabNY" href="https://youtu.be/r2MEvGJabNY">Qntal-Falling Star</a></div>
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Day 10 (12-11-16)</div>
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<u>Materials:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Psychic Tarot</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Prayer Bowl</div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Same herbs still in bowl</div>
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<u>Helpers:</u></div>
<div data-mce-style="text-align: left;" style="text-align: left;">
Mister</div>
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<u>Cards:</u></div>
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Emotional Loss-This is one of the things you would use the prayer bowl for. Healing of oneself.</div>
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Throat Chakra-Light blue, Sound: HAM, Element-Sound, Keywords: I speak</div>
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Emotional Loss healed by sound/music (Throat Chakra)</div>
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Listened to music-See links below for music</div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/yi7_hiL4Nu4" href="https://youtu.be/yi7_hiL4Nu4">Secret Garden-Moving</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/1rqqYWibVRU" href="https://youtu.be/1rqqYWibVRU">Loreena Mckennitt-Samain Night</a></div>
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<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/ta6h5DCasqE" href="https://youtu.be/ta6h5DCasqE">Mordred’s Lullaby-Heather Dane</a></div>
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Day 11 (12-12-16)</div>
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<u>Materials:</u></div>
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Psychic Tarot</div>
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Prayer Bowl</div>
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Same herbs still in bowl</div>
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Pagan Magic Incense</div>
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<u>Cards:</u></div>
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Destiny-This is a useful card for using the bowl for scrying</div>
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Memories of Love-This is a useful card for using the bowl for memory recall.</div>
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<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-78578306489548457082016-12-08T17:56:00.002-05:002016-12-13T18:24:29.383-05:00HTS 30 Day Magical Item Challenge-Days 4-6<strong>Hollow Tree Society 30 Day Magical Item Challenge-Days 4-6</strong><br />
I’m combining my journal entries because it’s getting too hard to do them nightly. So, I’m going to update my journal every 3 days.<br />
I do a sound recording of what I do because it’s too easy to forget what I’ve done when I’m in ritual headspace.<br />
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DAY 4<br />
I cleanse my sacred space every day with sage and rotate different incenses. I also invite my ancestor and spiritual allies to join me in the ritual<br />
Dragon Blood Incense<br />
Did a card pull with my Psychic Oracle deck.<br />
#2 Sacral Chakra card from Psychic Oracle deck.<br />
Colors-Orange<br />
Sound-Vam<br />
Element-Water<br />
Characteristics-Creative movement such as dancing and sexuality.<br />
This is interesting because I have incorporated dance when I started working with the bowl.<br />
The herbs also decided they didn’t want to be separated and mixed together. So, I put the card on top of the herbs overnight.<br />
<u>Playlist:</u><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/kSfDO5tBAwI?list=PLvJpwnha8CaLRqG-vOrqD_Y_XTCGrBrUn" href="https://youtu.be/kSfDO5tBAwI?list=PLvJpwnha8CaLRqG-vOrqD_Y_XTCGrBrUn">Spineee by Gary Stadler</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/8KTg4gEQc3g" href="https://youtu.be/8KTg4gEQc3g">Close your Eyes-Bernward Koch</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/UiF_h1zVlZE" href="https://youtu.be/UiF_h1zVlZE">Nocturne for Guitar and Strings-Jerry LaRocca</a><br />
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DAY 5<br />
I cleanse with sage and call in the ancestors and spiritual allies.<br />
Dragon’s Blood Incense<br />
Continue with herbs<br />
Card Pull<br />
Heart Chakra<br />
Color: Green<br />
Element: Air<br />
Characteristics: Unconditional love and healing<br />
<span data-mce-style="text-decoration: underline;" style="text-decoration: underline;">Playlist:</span><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/cOwqoqa_Ouo" href="https://youtu.be/cOwqoqa_Ouo">Sirena-Faun</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/DMkwuf0yzqw" href="https://youtu.be/DMkwuf0yzqw">Song and Dance-Blackmore's Night</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/8dSuPhlofV0" href="https://youtu.be/8dSuPhlofV0">An Toll Dubh-Runrig</a><br />
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DAY 6<br />
I cleanse with sage and call in the ancestors and spiritual allies.<br />
Dragon’s Blood Incense<br />
Continue with herbs<br />
2 Card Pull<br />
Universe/Love Begins<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/qxTpvA-pUG0" href="https://youtu.be/qxTpvA-pUG0">Mummer’s Dance by Loreena McKennitt</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/0LT3XH1ikHk" href="https://youtu.be/0LT3XH1ikHk">Titanic Set by Gaelic Storm</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/OD2kz_U5NQM" href="https://youtu.be/OD2kz_U5NQM">Ordinary Miracle by Sarah McLachlan</a><br />
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">For my 3<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">rd</span></sup>
day of the challenge, I decided just to play some music and infuse the bowl
with positive energy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">I cleansed
my space with Sage and called upon my Ancestors and spiritual allies to join me
in my ritual.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">All the
herbs from the 2<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">nd</span></sup> day are still in the bowl and will stay in there as
they are needed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">While the
music played, I just held the bowl in my hands. I knew it was working because I
felt tingling and energy flowing into the bowl.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;"><a href="https://youtu.be/q1e1ALcEAHY"><span style="color: #0563c1;">Moonflight-Gary Stadler</span></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;"><a href="https://youtu.be/AmmAa4bxcNc"><span style="color: #0563c1;">Memories-Ryan Stewart</span></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;"><a href="https://youtu.be/d3-jgwmoGBA"><span style="color: #0563c1;">Lady of the Moon-2002</span></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">After the
music was finished, I placed the bowl on my 3<sup><span style="font-size: x-small;">rd</span></sup> eye and sent good
positive energy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif; margin: 0px;">I thank the
Ancestors and my spiritual allies for joining me in the ritual and closed the
circle.</span></div>
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<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-2897879713995671892016-12-03T23:04:00.003-05:002016-12-08T17:57:30.550-05:00HTS 30 Day Magical Item Challenge-Day 2<strong>0 Day Magical Item Challenge-Day 2</strong><b><br /></b><br />
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Tonight, I started my ritual by cleansing my space with Sage, I moved clockwise and then smudged myself.<br />
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Herbal infusion of the bowl. To accomplish this, I was told to put the following herbs in the bowl and keep them in it overnight. I initially thought it would be 6 but it ended up being 9 herbs.They were put the bowl in a clockwise pattern, starting with the 12<sup>th</sup> hour position.<br />
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Lilac- draws protection spirits, faery communication, helps recall past lives<br />
Yarrow Flower- courage, love, psychic powers, purification<br />
White Willow Bark- Lunar energy, water, and magic. Signifies transformation and rebirth.<br />
Lemongrass- psychic powers, spiritual growth, purification<br />
Jasmine- Love, money, prophetic dreams, emotional inner peace and calm of mind<br />
Rosemary- Protection, love, purification, healing, good luck, psychic development<br />
Sweetgrass- Healing, peace, and attracts positive energies<br />
Sage and Tobacco were put in the center of the bowl.<br />
Sage- Purification, wisdom, and longevity<br />
Tobacco- Healing and purification<br />
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Next, I played Gary Stadler Radio Station on Pandora and let the program choose what songs would be used. As I played the songs, I lay back down with the crown chakra touching the bowl and sent healing and psychic energy to the bowl. I felt tingling on my crown chakra and then put my hand on the side of the bowl.<br />
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Song List:<br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/pDuZWwHIevk" href="https://youtu.be/pDuZWwHIevk">Breath of Love</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/cvOeDWynY4o" href="https://youtu.be/cvOeDWynY4o">Athair Ar Neamh</a><br />
<a data-mce-href="https://youtu.be/DIKeCLp40AA" href="https://youtu.be/DIKeCLp40AA">Keys to the Heart</a><br />
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After the songs finished, I laid face down with my crown chakra touching the bowl and my hands holding the bowl while I sent prayers into it so that it would help the person who receives this with what they need.<br />
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I smudged the arm and closed the circle, thanking and acknowledging all who joined me in the ritual.<br />
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<b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-57856033878630871402016-12-02T22:56:00.000-05:002016-12-08T17:57:43.734-05:00HTS 30 Day Magical Item Challenge- Day 1<div class="Publishwithline">
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<u><span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Materials for the Ritual:<o:p></o:p></span></u></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Kanaga water<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Prayer/Offer/Spellwork Bowl<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">I started my ritual around 9 pm in my
altar room. To clear my ritual space, I lit and burned Palo Santo and went
around the altar room and then smudged myself. I put a soft blanket on the
floor and placed my incense burner in front of it and burned dragon’s blood
incense. I faced east.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">I moved the
bowl over the incense smoke, took a cloth and washed the bowl in kanaga
water.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>While I was cleansing the bowl, I
intoned Ansuz rune 9 times as I moved the cloth in a clockwise motion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">I called
upon my ancestors, the deities I work with, the rune spirits, and my animal
guides to join me in my ritual.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">After the
circle was open, I intoned Ansuz, Algiz, and Othalla 3 times each while holding
the bowl. I also sang into the bowl.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">I was told
to play 3 songs and just let Pandora shuffle it how it was meant to. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">First song:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Tine
Beltaine by Omnia.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">With this
song, I was told to dance in a circle as I played my owl rattle while the song
played. I took the bowl and danced around the circle clockwise and acknowledged
the directions, starting with East, North, West, South<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">The energy
was amazing during this part, all the hairs on my arms and behind my neck stood
up and it tingled all over my body. It was almost as if I was out of my body
and someone else stepped in and infused the bowl with primal energy. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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song, I just sat on the blanket and put my hand on the bowl while infusing it with
my energy. Olivia came up and sniffed the bowl then laid behind me<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Full Moonlight Dance</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "lucida bright" , serif;">Tina Malia</span></div>
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The Song of the Drum</div>
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Have you ever felt beauty but it scared you because it was so raw and open? A comment by a kindred sister spurred me to write this story of my drum. My drum, a muse within itself, led me on a dance of spirit and it was achingly beautiful and I want to feel that again. Control has been an issue with me…her claws gripping my head, screaming like a banshee. It’s difficult for me to let go of control, making me physically uncomfortable but I guess it’s one of my lessons to learn which has been a difficult one. One day a few years ago, my drum decided to take me on a journey, one where I lost that bitch called control. Vibrant energy flowed from the spirit of the drum, memories reeled in from the bison from which the drum was made. Strength radiated from the drum and I had no idea what dance the drum would swirl me in, a whirlpool of rawness and beauty that hasn’t been replicated since.</div>
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I love drum circles, they are my salve, my healing. When I play, my mind opens and expands and I see raw beauty, pure spirit. As I play the drum, the beat resonates deep within my soul. I connect with the energy that lies within. I feel the bison call….my other drum guardians join in the chorus but that is a story for another day.</div>
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This particular drum circle was the epicenter of my awakening, I found it but it’s became elusive in the years since. I feel it calling me but I fear it because of the control I will lose. My tenuous grip on control is unraveling and it seems as if events in my life are making me aware that I need to give up that control and have faith it will work out.</div>
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The beautiful moment was done, my wretched mind stepping in and bringing me back. With it came fear, the tendrils growing stronger. Strong enough to make me run out of the drum circle like a scared deer caught in headlights. I spent several minutes searching for help for someone to bring me back from the abyss. I finally found someone who knew what was happening and she sat me down. Snapped me back from the fear mindset and grounded me. She connected me back with my drum to see what messages I was meant to receive. For you see, I wasn’t getting it so they decided to take action. I sat there with tears in my eyes, the fear dwindling, and laid my forehead on the drum. The vision came then, I was in a leather dress, long brown hair, braided with feathers and in front of me was a papoose with a baby inside. The baby was crying and I felt fear in my heart that my baby was going to die and the only thing that would calm her was a lullaby. So I sang in this vision and it was the song that I sang in the drum circle. And the message I got was life is precious and it’s fleeting, and I should treasure it. Nothing else is important. Material possessions are meaningless in the grand scheme of things. The stars in the sky prove that, we are speck in the universe and everything will be okay and everything will work out. You just have to let go of the control and have faith.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-24894218312733172042013-03-11T16:33:00.001-04:002013-03-11T16:33:16.588-04:00Runic Journey #2 3-9-13<p><font face="Century Schoolbook">Runic Journey #2 3/9/13</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">I’ve been having a particularly hard time the last few weeks. Death has been my shadow in the form of my second mom being overcome by cancer and now Illness is at hand with my Grandmother in the hospital with pneumonia. Sometimes I think perhaps my shamanic journey the last 6 months has led me to this point in time where strength, compassion and love are things I need to hold onto. The main point being I’m not alone. I have become more aware of my guides and the deities who have chosen to work with me now. They were really there all along just in the shadows waiting until I was ready. Being a shaman is not an easy journey and you are a fool to think otherwise. I choose Saturday for my meditation and prayer to my guides and my bond with the runes. After a day at the Owl with the grounding and centering meditation and then Who is Your Goddess class, it was already well on the way to an intensely spiritual day. There was also a reading by the medium Melissa Morgan and I don’t know if I will share that or not but I will definitely write it down for my own journey book. I have shared it with my love only because he is intricately bound in it and some enlightenment came and I remembered what was once forgotten. But I digress. The reason I wanted to do a special prayer is because I had much sorrow and pain and needed guidance and chose to read the runes after my meditation for validation.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">I started out with a simple plea for my guides and deities for help with my shamanic work with my second mom. My main goal for this work was to provide comfort to her and prepare the way for her spirit to leave this plane. I’ve accomplished that partly but there is still more work to be done but it’s not time for that just yet. Then I lit some Dragon’s blood and prepared the runes for the post work.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">I started in my sacred grove and sat under Mother Tree, who has shared many visions and embraces with me the last two weeks. Mother Freya appeared first as her particular gifts are what I need at this time and then Odin, whose relationship to me has been very murky until that knowledge was shown to me early in the day. Freya has her hair down and her helmet on and her two cats, I want to call them Muse and Darmia for some reason. She always brings them with her because she knows they comfort me. And then walks up my panther Li and my wolf Lobo. They eat rest their heads in my lap and I pet them one by one. Li is to my left and Lobo is to my right. Odin is to my right and Freya to my left. </font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">They tell me that Momma Lu’s god awaits her and to follow them to see what I must see. We walk for a long time and come to a big oak door and it’s huge and massive and ornate pieces of gold wrap around it and in the middle is such an intense white light that it blinds me. Freya and Odin speak in unison and tell me to call Lu’s angels to help her walk through the gate. The name Michael forms on my lips and in a voice that is my own and not my own. I clap my hands three times and I call down Michael to hold audience with me. One of your own needs you and please come for yours. A beautiful being in gold armor appears to the right side of the gate and he says I have come and I will hold vigil for LuAnn Spears Burks and then to the left I see her ancestors and family members walk up and stand and say we shall hold vigil until the time has come. You shall bring her to us and she will move on. A feeling of dismissal weighs the air down and my deities walk back to the tree with me. Each clasp my shoulder and Freya kisses me on my brow and I feel such a beautiful tickling going up my left arm like I’m wrapped in silk. This is for you she said and walks away. In my right arm, a wave of strength moves up to my shoulder. Then he walks away. My panther and my wolf are always the last to leave me. Wolf and panther both lick my hands and rub them over their fur and I have strong warmth fill my body.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">I woke up to my room and the world is crystal clear and then I close my eyes and ask the runes for their help. “Rune spirits, please give me your guidance so I may move forward” A tingling in the back of my neck forms and runs down my body and my hands are guided to the bags of runes and I start pulling them one by one and when I get to the ninth one, a multitude of voices speak in my head and say Look and learn.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">Here are the runes I pulled and what meanings came to me.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">Right to left</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">DAGAZ-major transformation, radical transition where ordinary life falls away</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">KENAZ-reversed-joyful giving up of old ways. Stasis. Death and Rebirth</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">OTHALA reversed-discard old conditioning and move forward with honesty. Then adapt and wait for universe’s bounty</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">EIHWAZ- enlightenment, balance, strength</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">NAUTHIZ-patience, face your fears, major self-change</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">HAGALAZ-disruption upon awakening from a deep sleep then complete power surge</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">GEBO-partnership that is separate yet united. Union with the Divine</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">JERA-seeds have been planted and sown. All is as it should be and patience is necessary. Wait to see the fruits of your labors.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">FEHU-wealth, fruits of our labor, creation and destruction, abundance.</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">OFFERING TO THE RUNES, </font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">DRAGON’S BLOOD INCENSE</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">MEAD</font> <p><font face="Century Schoolbook">In closing, I thanked the rune spirits and then relaxed. I came awake and Mister was to my left.</font></p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-44198532818518443592013-03-03T12:39:00.001-05:002013-03-03T12:47:46.807-05:00Shamanic Meditation #2-Healing Power Meditation 3-3-13Shamanic Meditation #1 on my own <br />
Today was a special day that I needed extra help. Michelle’s mom (Mom #2) has been diagnosed with cancer again after a long remission only this time, it’s all through her body and incurable. She doesn’t have much time and I needed some extra energy today before I go to see her in the hospital. My gifts sometimes show me too much and I just don’t know how I could handle it on my own. I spoke with one of my mentors, Jim, and even though we haven’t really said that, he is important to my spiritual growth, I just know. Mentors are really teachers who you also teach and that is how I look at it. He is also my family and I thank my guides and gods who have shown me the path to him as well as so many others in the last year. One doesn’t make a family, many do. <br />
Today I choose to do my Tree Meditation but before I did that I asked for my guides, gods and ancestors to come to me. The energy was very velvety and moved over my body in a calming matter so I knew something major was coming to me in this particular meditation. <br />
I started walking into my grove of trees and found myself looking at the beautiful blue sky, the warm breeze danced through my hair and birds sang so beautifully and happily, they told me spring was coming soon. This helped me even more as I’ve been so wanting the maiden spring to come in. The smells filled the air, lilac, jasmine and even a rose. Everything was crystal clear. As I walked up to the tree, mother tree embraced me with her branches and two people walked up to me. The first one was Mother Freya. She was so maternal and serene... her long red hair falling down her back. She was in a simple dress and a dark blue shawl covered her shoulders, around her stood three cats. She spoke in a lyrical voice and said I’m here my child. As I watched a tall man walked up to the other side of the tree and he was darkly handsome with long grey hair and a grey beard and an eye patch over his eye, upon his shoulders sat 2 crows, Hugin and Munin. He had a dark cloak on and in his hands there was an old old staff engraved with runes. He walked up and said I’m here young one. They gestured to the tree and told me to prepare myself for what I must do. As I sat there, I saw a dark grey wolf walk up and sit on my right side and lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his dark brown eyes. Then a black panther slinked up to me, golden yellow eyes and laid down on my left side and put her head on my right leg and looked up at me with her golden eyes. Then a group of all assorted animals came up from the trees, deer, elk, rabbits, turtles, lions and different big cats, many of them. <br />
As I closed my eyes, I seen the Fates (maiden, mother, crone) spinning on their wheel of spider silk and I felt their energy fill me and I closed my eyes the last thing I heard was the birds chirping in the wind through my hair as I flowed into the tree and followed the roots, Mother Earth covered me in her warm moist dirt, giving me warmth as I traveled. I went many miles parting through rock as if I were swimming in water and they parted for me and touched me with their strength as I moved forward. Finally I come to the pristine lake with the clear waters and from the water a woman rose up and whispered let go of your sorrows and pain my daughter and let it flow into the water. She lifted me up and embraced me and I felt all the pain and sorrow fall from me. She became a huge waterfall and I became the waterfall as well and we pushed forward back into the water and back to the roots of the tree and I journeyed back very fast, Mother Earth caressed me with her essence as I moved through her. I came back into my body very quickly and Father Odin took my head in both of his hands and said take what I give you young one. And then Mother Freya placed a kiss on my forehead and said this will help you my child. They both said now go and get your tool to help. The wolf licked my right hand and the panther my left hand. As I looked up my beautiful lynx walked up to me and sat down, nodded and said climb on my back young one. I climbed onto her back and ran my hands over her soft fur and felt myself becoming one with her as she ran. We came to the largest Ancestor fire I’ve seen and many more ancestors were there waiting for me. Grandpa Baldwin said Hey Toots, been waiting for you, and I’m here. I walked up to him and gave him a hug and he told me to tell Dad that he was a good son and that he always watching over him and I see my great grandmother Bircher, my great grandmother Sheffer, my grandma Sheffer and my grandpa Sheffer and many more back ages through time. Last one who came up to me was Uncle Dave and he said I may not be blood but I’m always your family and he said he’s seen his boys and his grandson and granddaughter and that they are beautiful and I’m to tell Shawn and Wes that they are good dads. He told me that he watches out for all of them and more so with Todd. He gave me a hug and told me to go to where I needed and the many generations of ancestors parted the way for the eldest grandmother. She motions me to come here and give me the blade and said remember your lessons, protect, heal, teach and the sword glows brighter than I’ve ever seen, the runes move continuously over the blade, it becomes the staff and the staff glows with such a bluish green intensity flowing over it and into my hands that shake with the power, then the book appears larger than before and flips open and healing runes flow into my body quickly and some I recognize some I don’t. I walk away from the fire thanking all my ancestors for being there for me and protecting me and guiding me. <br />
I start to walk towards the lynx, my body humming with power, I feel like an electrical wire. I climb onto her back and we run very fast from the fire and back to the grove of trees. <br />
The animals in the grove slowly move away and the wolf, panther, lynx lick me as they leave. Father Odin and Mother Freya walked away and I wake up and come back into my body. I see my familiar Olivia laying to my left side and Samuel in front of me. Mister walks up to me and lets me pet him and walks away. I feel cleansed and full of energy once I come back to this reality.<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-38766494638912536792013-02-28T21:42:00.001-05:002013-02-28T21:42:01.193-05:001ST RUNIC RITUAL-2/25/13-FULL SNOW MOON<p>RUNIC RITUAL 2/25/13 10:15 PM FULL SNOW MOON <p>I WAS GIVEN SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS FOR MY FIRST RUNE RITUAL ON THE WAY HOME FROM THE OWL AFTER MY SHAMANIC JOURNEY. HERE IS WHAT WAS TOLD TO ME. <p>UNTIL YOU ARE READY TO BLOOD BOUND WITH US, DRAGON’S BLOOD INCENSE AND WATER ARE ACCEPTABLE OFFERINGS, PAINT THE RUNES RED, THIS SIGNIFIES BLOOD SUCH AS THAT IN LIFE AND BATTLE AND YOU MUST DO THIS WITH EACH OF US, TALKING TO EACH OF US IS ACCEPTABLE, THAT IS IT’S OWN FORM OF PRAYER/WORSHIP. SAY OUR NAMES AS YOU PAINT US. ONCE THIS IS DONE, SHOW YOUR FATHER, HE MUST SEE US. WRITE DOWN WHAT YOU PULL SO YOU MAY READ LATER AND UNDERSTAND MORE. THIS MUST BE DONE ON THE NIGHT OF FULL MOON. I WAS TOLD THAT TEACHERS /GUIDES WERE GOING TO BE COMING TO ME SOON TO HELP ME BOND WITH THEM. <p>I BEGAN MY RITUAL WITH A BRASS PLATTER AND A COPPER TANKARD AND TWO STICKS OF DRAGON INCENSE. AT THIS POINT, I WAS JUST GOING BY MY GUT. I OPENED THE BAG AND PRAYED THAT I WAS SHOWN TRUTH AND WISDOM AND THAT I WANTED TO BEGIN BONDING WITH THEM. MUSIC WAS ESSENTIAL AND I PLAYED THE ENYA STATION LOW DURING THE RITUAL. <p>HERE IS THE ORDER OF THE RUNES THAT WERE PULLED AND MY INITIAL IMPRESSIONS OF EACH ONE. <p>AS I SPOKE THEIR NAMES, THEY FELL OFF MY TONGUE LIKE I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN THEM, THEIR NAMES MERE WHISPERS FULL OF POWER AND INTENT. <p>PERTH-INITIATION <p>MANNAZ-SELF <p>LAGUZ-FLOW <p>ISA-STANDSTILL <p>KENAZ-REVELATION <p>HAGALZ-DISRUPTION <p>INGWAZ-INTUITION <p>FEHU-WEALTH, LUCK, ABUNDANCE <p>JERA-PEACE, PROSPERITY, HAPPINESS <p>DAGAZ-SPIRITUAL AID & GUIDANCE <p>WUNJO-JOY, SPIRITUAL ATTAINMENT BUT BE CAUTIOUS <p>GEBO-PARTNERSHIP, GIFTS WITH SACRIFICE AND GENEROSITY, BALANCE <p>NAUTHIZ-ENDURANCE, SURVIVAL, DETERMINATION, FACE YOUR FEARS, SELF RELIANCE <p>EIHWAZ-DEFENSE, ENDING AND BEGINNING <p>KANO –SAME AS KENAZ BUT MEANS CREATIVITY, POSITIVE RUNE, RUNE OF INSPIRATION, THE MUSE <p>SOWILO-SUCCESS, POWER AVAILABLE TO YOU TO EFFECT POSITIVE CHANGES <p>EHWAZ-CONFIRMATION, TRANSPORTATION, MOVEMENT & CHANGE FOR THE BETTER <p>ALGIZ-PROTECTION <p>ANSUZ-REVEALING MESSAGE OR INSIGHT, OMEN OR SIGN <p>THURISAZ-PROTECTION, FIRE, STRONG MALE ENERGY <p>BERKANA-GROWTH, NEW BIRTH OR BEGINNING <p>TIWAZ-VICTORY & SUCCESS IN LEGAL MATTERS, JUSTICE <p>OTHALA-INHERITED PROPERTY OR POSSESSIONS, SPIRITUAL HERITAGE <p>RAIDO-JOURNEY-SPIRITUAL OR PHYSICAL <p>AS I STARTED PULLING AND GETTING READY TO PAINT THEM WITH MY MARKER IT REFUSED TO WORK. I THEN WAS TOLD THAT IT WASN’T QUITE TIME TO PAINT THEM YET. THIS WAS JUST THE BEGINNING. I HELD THEM IN MY HAND AS I PULLED THEM AND THEY WHISPERED TO ME AND I FEEL THEIR HEARTBEAT. <p>THEY SANG TO ME AND THANKED ME FOR TAKING CARE OF THEM. THEIR MUSIC WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ENTRANCING SOUND I’VE EVER HEARD. </p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-60274456363349322962013-02-28T21:38:00.001-05:002013-02-28T21:38:38.736-05:001ST SHAMANIC JOURNEY 2/23/13<p>2/23/13 <p>SHAMANIC JOURNEY #1 <p>JAMES LED OUR GROUP INTO A SHAMANIC JOURNEY. HE STARTED OFF CALLING IN THE GUARDIANS. AS HE DID THAT, I FELT THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF MY NECK STAND UP AND GOOSEBUMPS ON MY ARMS, THIS TOLD ME THAT SPIRITS WERE AROUND AND VERY STRONG. <p>HE LED US TO A HUGE TREE WITH CONDOR, JAGUAR, AND DRAGON. I DIDN’T REALLY HAVE ANY HESITATION WHEN THE JAGUAR CAME UP TO ME. AS I BECAME ONE WITH THE JAGUAR, I KNEW THAT WE WERE ABOUT TO BE GUIDED INTO THE UNDERWORLD. I WAS VERY AWARE OF MY PHYSICAL BODY EVEN THOUGH I WAS IN THE OTHER PLANE AND WHEN I STARTED GOING INTO THE UNDERWORLD, I FOUGHT IT IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND FELT IT IN MY PHYSICAL BODY, MY WHOLE BODY SHOOK AND TREMBLED. ONCE I BECAME MORE LINKED WITH THE JAGUAR MY FEARS EASED AWAY AND I FELT MY JOURNEY BODY RELAX AND MY PHYSICAL BODY DID TOO. I REMEMBER SEEING A LAKE WITH A BOAT AND WHOM I IDENTIFIED AS CHERON TAKE US ACROSS THE LAKE. JIM WAS GUIDED US TO A BIG FIRE WHERE WE WERE TO SEE MY ANCESTORS. I SEEN A GROUP OF PEOPLE AROUND THE FIRE AND WHEN THEY WALKED UP TO ME, THEY WERE THE PEOPLE IN MY DREAM OF THE METAPHYSCIAL FAIR. HE TOLD US TO GO TO THE ELDEST AND GET OUR WEAPONS. THE ELDER WAS VERY ANCIENT, MANY WRINKLES AND FEMALE, SHE HAD LONG BRAIDED WHITE HAIR AND SOME KIND OF SHIFT ON. SHE FIRST PUT ARMOR ON ME MUCH LIKE THE VIKINGS CHAIN MAIL AND HELMET, THIS SURPRISED ME AS I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS. I WAS EXPECTING A CLOAK. AS SOON AS THE CHAIN MAIL WAS PUT ON, SHE THEN PUT A FUR LINED CLOAK OVER THE CHAIN MAIL. SHE THEN CAME UP TO ME WITH A WRAPPED PACKAGE. WHEN SHE OPENED IT, IT WAS A HUGE SWORD, INSCRIBED WITH RUNES ON THE BLADE, VERY HEAVY, THIS THEN MORPHED INTO A STAFF WITH RUNES ON IT, THEN THE STRAFF MORPHED INTO A BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE, OLD KNOWLEDGE, <p>THE FIFTH SWORD FROM THE LEFT IS CLOSE TO THE SWORD IN MY DREAM.<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-C94zKVvcYtg/UTAUp-qSlLI/AAAAAAAANC0/HlgGRABULW4/s1600-h/clip_image002%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="clip_image002" border="0" alt="clip_image002" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OX3IFR9BNQI/UTAUrA3ZgyI/AAAAAAAANC8/_nwvsUFk3KY/clip_image002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="235"></a> <p>IT GLOWED IN THE FIRELIGHT. THEN WE WERE TO GO INTO DARKNESS AND FIGHT WHAT WE WERE AFRAID OF, AGAIN, I FOUGHT THIS VERY STRONGLY IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND THE REAL WORLD, MY BODY STARTED SHAKING AGAIN. <p>AS I WALKED INTO THE DARKNESS, IT BECAME A LARGE CAVERN, AND A HUGE SHADOW CAME FROM THE WALL..SIZE OF A SMALL DRAGON I WOULD SAY, DARKISH GREEN, PART REPTILIAN, PART SPIDER LEGS. I REMEMBER JUMPING ONTO ITS BACK HOPING TO TAKE CONTROL OF IT THAT WAY, THIS WHOLE SCENE WAS SAME, VERY AGITATED IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND THE REAL WORLD. I SCREAMED FOR IT’S NAME AND IT WOULDN’T TELL ME, JUST KEPT THROWING ME OFF, THEN I REMEMBER FEELING SUCH AN IMMENSE RAGE, THAT I FINALLY JUMPED ON ITS BACK AND SCREAMED SUBMIT AND GIVE ME YOUR NAME, IT ROARED, “LAGATHOR” I TOOK THE SWORD AND SLAMMED IT INTO ITS HEAD AND THEN IT STOPPED MOVING. WE THEN WENT BACK TO THE FIRE AND I TALKED TO MY ANCESTORS, THANKING THEM FOR THEIR GIFTS AND ASKED IF THERE WAS ANYTHING THEY WANTED OF ME, THEY SPOKE THESE 3 WORDS, TEACH, HEAL , PROTECT, THEN I CAME BACK INTO MY BODY. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-31016362713830961182013-02-05T20:28:00.001-05:002013-02-05T20:28:26.789-05:00DREAMS AND SUCH JANUARY & FEBRUARY 2013<p><font face="Bookman Old Style"><font style="font-weight: normal" size="3">After my shamanic cleansing Saturday at </font></font><a href="http://www.facebook.com/TheWanderingOwl"><font face="Bookman Old Style"><font style="font-weight: normal" size="3">The Wandering Owl</font></font></a><font face="Bookman Old Style"><font style="font-weight: normal" size="3"> and an enlightening conversation with one of my shamanic mentors, I’ve determined that my ancestors have been trying to tell me some things and after a particularly vivid journey Saturday evening, I finally figured out what. I’ve been using my paternal spiritual gifts because my maternal ones were either lost or stolen several generations ago and it appears that I’m being called to start the process of fixing something that occurred in my maternal family line several generations back. I have also been imposing limitations on my shadow self who I affectionately call Green Woman. She is full of wild magic and very sensual and feral. I basically did this because I was afraid of what I can do and the unknown factor terrified me. I’ve came around full circle again and accepted that part of myself and decided to remove my self imposed limitations and see what happens from there. The first thing I’ve noticed is that I’m feeling very balanced and centered and because of this, I see things with crystalline clarity. This excites me as well scares me a little but I’ve came to accept it.</font></font></p><font size="3"></font> <p><font face="Bookman Old Style"><font style="font-weight: normal" size="3">So I’ve decided to put down my dreams that I’ve had over that last month and give my analysis of each one.</font></font></p><font face="Bookman Old Style"></font> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">Dream #1 1/19/13</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">Starts with me walking outside a warehouse trying to find something.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">In my head, I’m thinking a metaphysical gathering and I’m trying to find my way there.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I come upon 2 dogs who remind me strangely of gargoyles.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">They do not scare me just make me feel like they have ancient knowledge and they felt like guardians of some sort. I speak to them and ask them where the fair is. They turn and start walking to a house in the middle of nowhere and pause until I follow. They take me to this old cottage and there is a family there. An old woman, young couple and kids dressed in what I would say is peasant clothing. I ask them where the fair is and they point to this building and say. Go there.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I walk into this building which looks like a warehouse and come upon what I would say is a carnival of sorts, there is an olde tyme ride and a man running a ride that looked like a train... he didn’t seem to notice I was there until I spoke and asked where is the fair and then he looked up and pointed. There are kids in old fashioned clothing running around with huge lollipops. </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I walk through a doorway and see two slides. One that falls into a pit of plastic balls and another one that is like a waterslide. A little girl comes up and says these are the fun ways to get there pick which way.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I choose neither and then was guided into a room with old machinery…no one is here at all. I see a double set of doors at the other side of the room which feels very cavernous to me. Then I walk into a room where there are lots of costumes hanging on rollaway holders…hats, gloves, dresses, feathers and there is a sign hanging that says I must get a costume on to proceed. I bypass the hats as I seem to have an almost obsessive aversion to them and then I look over the racks and see a group of woman at a table making what appear to be masks, laughing. I ask them where the fair is and they say through there. Another doorway appears and then I see various members of the spiritual group speaking in small groups.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">My dream ends there.</font></p> <p><strong><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">ANALYSIS OF THE DREAM:</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">THE FOLLOWING DETERMINATIONS ARE MADE BECAUSE THEY ARE THE PARTS OF THE DREAM THAT ARE THE MOST VIVID,</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">THE DOGS ARE MY METAPHYSICAL GUIDES AND AFTER A CONVERSATION WITH MY HUBBY ABOUT THEM HAVE DECIDED THEY ARE WHAT I WOULD DESCRIBE AS FOO DOGS. THEY ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM. </font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">THE BROKEN MACHINERY IS MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS THAT ARE BROKEN AND I NEED TO FIX. THIS PARTICULAR PART OF MY DREAM IS VERY VIVID.</font></strong></p> <p><strong><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">THE AVERSION TO THE HATS AND MASKS IS PART OF MY BROKEN LEGACY AND THEY ARE PIECES OF THE PUZZLE. PERHAPS THEY ARE MY TOOLS TO USE. THIS IS ANOTHER PART OF MY DREAM THAT WAS VERY VIVID AND CLEAR.</font></strong></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">Dream # 2</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">The dream opens in a large city with many apartment buildings and I’m led to an old apartment building which has many floors and I’m walking up to these floors thinking this is my home. I feel I have children but I have this crazy thought that they are missing. It feels like me and my house but yet it doesn’t.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I feel a sense of urgency and then I look outside and people are looking up at the sky and screaming. I’m immediately put in fight mood and feel I need to find my children to protect them from what is coming.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I run down the stairs and find myself going to a bar…people in the bar are strangely apathetic and appear to be unconcerned about the screaming outside. I walk up to them and try to say…get out of here they are coming and you need to leave now. They look at me and shrug and say nothing to worry about mam. At this moment the sense of urgency manifests and I am compelled to start looking for my children a unwavering sense of protecting my children fills me with dread…the air changes texture and I look at the sky and see a green moon with some sort of strange electricity and it in turn stretches and connects to another green moon and so forth until there are 7 green moons with crackling blue electricity all around them and I remember saying they are coming I need to find my children.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">I then woke up</font></p> <p><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style"><strong>THE ANALYSIS OF THIS DREAM IS VERY INTRIGUING. I BELIEVE THIS IS ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM MY ANCESTORS THAT THIS PROBLEM MAY GO BACK 7 GENERATIONS ON MY MATERNAL SIDE (Moons mean maternal generations). THE THOUGHTS ON MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS ARE THAT WE WERE POWERFUL HEALERS AND THAT AN OUTSIDE INFLUENCE WANTED OUR POWER AND ESSENTIALLY TOOK IT FROM MY LINE OR WE CHOSE TO HIDE IT AND ALL THAT I SEE ARE PIECES OF A LARGER PICTURE RIGHT NOW AND EACH DREAM IS ANOTHER STEP CLOSER TO FIXING THE PROBLEM.</strong></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">Dream #3</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">In this dream, I feel as If I’m looking through the eyes of another and reliving her experiences. This woman meets a man who seems perfect for her and he weaves a tale about his place and what he wants in a woman…wines and dines her in fact and then she is just drunk enough that she can’t drive so this man who seems so ordinary and harmless says he will take her to his place so she can shake it off. There are dull stirring of danger in her head but she ignores them and walks out with the man. He is tall skinny and very well-mannered and well spoken…very handsome. He takes her down some road in the boondocks and at this time the voice is getting steadily louder that something is wrong. She ignores it and then end up coming to this national park and he shows her a truck camper... She really starts to freak out now and clears her thinking. She realizes this man isn’t who he seems and she must tread lightly. She starts to say what happened to your apartment. He said I never specified where it was. Come on my lover, She is very scared but acts like she is in love with him and he takes her into the truck camper and starts talking to her about how much he loves her and how long he has been searching for her and her perfect t mask of agreement slowly cracks and then he becomes very agitated and screams at her that she is a liar and that he will show her what he does to whores. He pulls out a long serrated blade that glints and his eyes go completely blank.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Bookman Old Style">Then I wake up!!!</font></p> <p><font color="#f79646" size="3" face="Bookman Old Style"><strong>THIS DREAM IS ABOUT THE OUTSIDE INFLUENCE THAT CRAVED OUR ANCESTRAL GIFTS AND I BELIEVE IT WAS A MALE WHO WANTED THE POWER AND TOOK IT FROM ONE OF MY ANCESTORS OR SHE BECAME SO FRIGHTENED THAT SHE CHOSE TO HID IT SO IT WOULD BE SAFE.</strong></font></p><font size="3"></font> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-15267167743013401482012-09-11T00:07:00.001-04:002012-09-11T00:07:45.623-04:00RAMBLINGS FROM 2008<p>1-30-08 <p>It’s very late but I’ve got too much running thru my head. Have to get it all out. <p>The winds blows outside, gusty, vibrant, and full of power; much like my feelings at present <p>Wind walker is one of my names <p>I can only grasp why this name chose me, other than I walk the wind and as I walk the fury of it pounds against my skin like memories of who I was once. <p>You meet people-but I do in so many ways-it feels like I’m being pushed down paths beyond my control. I just don’t want to give in to destiny. I want to have some control in it. <p>Why do I meet certain people at certain times? Why do they show up when you think everything is fine and make you think different? <p>I can’t give my heart to everyone. Or maybe I can just not my soul. What one thinks of your soul maybe truly different? You can go on all day about soulmates but do your really truly have on somewhere else from where you are. Or is it your mind playing tricks on you? Giving you something more complex but really simple. <p>How can anything be simple with so many variables?? <p>So I go with the flow and ride the wind and see where it takes me?? <p>But I’m so afraid.</p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-6053087512130510412012-08-26T23:23:00.001-04:002012-08-26T23:23:58.100-04:00INTRO TO MY WIP-DARROW: DREAMWALKER<h2>Hello everyone, here is an intro to my WIP. Enjoy and feel free to comment.</h2> <div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:39371a17-365a-41c3-b020-26dde834c587" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><div><object width="448" height="252"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFOp1ZZ7JCQ?hl=en&hd=1"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFOp1ZZ7JCQ?hl=en&hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="448" height="252"></embed></object></div><div style="width:448px;clear:both;font-size:.8em">INTRO TO MY WIP</div></div> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-84969258885972126872012-08-14T20:43:00.001-04:002012-08-14T20:43:01.571-04:00Random Thoughts from Heather’s Headspace<p><font size="3" face="Constantia">RANDOM THOUGHTS FROM HEATHER’S HEADSPACE</font> <p><font size="3" face="Constantia">8/14/12</font> <p><font size="3" face="Constantia">My words are my blood, dripping down an endless wall of white for the whole world to see and dance in.</font> <p><font size="3" face="Constantia">One’s beauty is determined by the circumstances that life throws at them. Whether they shine or tarnish largely depends on their perception of their world as it seems rather than the reality of it.</font> <p><font size="3" face="Constantia">Enlightenment is simply one’s perception of their past, present, and future; what it is and what it was meant to be. Sometimes what one finds isn’t what it seems.</font> <p><font size="3" face="Constantia">Great minds were thought insane once but the reality asserted itself and one’s insanity becomes another’s sanity in the great scheme of things. One just needs to open their eyes to the infinite possibilities where they are absurd or otherwise.</font></p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-9710712483195464702012-07-30T20:42:00.001-04:002012-07-30T20:42:49.597-04:00My Travels to Wonderland<p><font size="3" face="Andalus"></font> </p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">Man it has been a bit since I’ve last written my thoughts. This past weekend’s encounters have opened up the floodgates to thought.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">I feel a little like Alice in Wonderland and as I’m getting to know the Mad Hatter during our tea party, I realize he is actually my best friend. What I thought seemed normal was just an illusion and it has metamorphosed into a kaleidoscope of color, much like butterfly wings. Normal was thrown out the window when I met up with the Caterpillar and the Cheshire Cat. Normal is an old hat getting thrown out and pushing me down the road to find a new hat. A shiny top hat that smiles and waves and says “I’m glad you found me old friend, what took you so long??” </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">In the last few months, I’ve had the immense pleasure of meeting some amazing and interesting folks who all think outside the box and have made me realize I need to be thinking outside/upside/and all around the bloody box as well. My old normal no longer exists and that’s a good thing because it was pretty boring and I wouldn’t have been able to meet the people I have. Here’s me in little red skirt with a black corset and a shiny top hat curtsying to my new friends and dare I say, family perhaps, one never knows.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">Doors are opening at lightning speed for me and I just need to buckle up my bootstraps and my whip and walk through them and become my own Alice.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus">This is dedicated to all my new “family”. The ones I’ve met this past weekend and the ones I’ve met a week or so ago. I love you all and I’m ready to dance with you on this wild and wonderful new stage and have you join me in my Wonderland.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Andalus"></font></p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-7193057560631654592012-06-24T23:45:00.001-04:002012-06-24T23:45:36.895-04:00Soul Siblings and Other Randomness<p><font size="4" face="Bookman Old Style">Soul Siblings 6/24/12</font> <p><font size="4" face="Bookman Old Style">This journal posting is a direct effect of my spiritual thoughts this weekend. I thought I would never find another soul twin again until the past few months. I met her and also my soul brother at the same time. Good things coming my way since my spiritual awakening a few months ago. We celebrated with our spiritual family this weekend and danced for Mother Earth. I have never felt as invigorated as when I danced this weekend. You know how in a family you always seem to connect to certain people in your family more than others but your family are still your family? Well that happened to me>>>I love all my spiritual family but there are 3 people that I’m more drawn to than the others and it’s not a bad thing. I have enough love to share with everyone. But I digress, back to my soul twin Moon Dancer~~~Michelle, we met a few months ago and both of us had an instant connection and as time goes on, more “kwinkidinks” have happened that have caused us to believe we are connected as something more than a sister~~~a twin is the best description to describe her>>>Like you found someone who was lost and then they came back into your life. I want her to know there is more “Kwinkidinks” coming for us~~~~or WOW moments. Next on the list is Tony~~~he is my soul brother….shifter. Something on a primal level~~and I know when he reads this he will understand…he’s pack to me and one of these times I will tell him more about my shifter pack…I have one other besides Michelle that you will love to hear about. Last but not least, I can’t forget my little soul sister Ronda Moon Talker>>>>she is the youngest and sometimes the wisest. </font> <p><font size="4" face="Bookman Old Style">And the rest of the family, I just wanted to say I love you all….it’s just that I’m connected to some more than others >>>>J so thank you for being part of my family which keeps growing~~~~~my heart touches yours and I feel like I belong~~~</font> <p><font size="4" face="Bookman Old Style">I look forward to see where this path leads me~~~~</font> <p><font size="4" face="Bookman Old Style">AHO~~~</font></p> Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-69148331196407059662012-04-12T05:45:00.002-04:002012-04-12T05:45:07.704-04:00Dream Visions 4/12/12<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Lucida Calligraphy";">Since this
past weekend, I’ve been given glimpses of things to come. I basically opened up
my soul and mind’s eye to what the Creator was trying to tell me. I have a
special walking stick that Grandfather Three Paws made me that captured the essence
of my totems. I’ve not used it recently. Before the past weekend, I had taken
to sleeping in bed with it every night in hopes that I could reconnect to it
and I most definitely have. The first night I had the most vivid dreams. Last
night was one of those nights. Before I went to sleep, I let my mind clear and
just let the stick connect me to the dream/spirit world and opened my soul to
receive whatever the creator wanted me to learn. I asked for guidance of my
totems and was given snapshots in my mind’s eye. The first snapshot was a
beautiful tan mare with a long mane of hair. The second was of a tall young man
who had dark hair who was carrying a raven haired girl probably about 5 years
old and put her on the horse bareback. Then into the picture walked a young
woman with braided dark blonde hair walking with young boy who was looked about
10-12. Then the silhouette of the horse came back in the view as the small
family walked through a meadow during sunset. Then as I drifted back, I feel
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to my husband for 5 years and we will be together a total of 6 years.
If you have been married or are married, you will understand me when
I say, marriage isn't easy and takes a lot of work and lot of
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embarking on her first actual big breakup and I feel for her but she
is young and she will spring back even though it may not feel like
it. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">Love is work, you got to put
up with another person's shit including all their flaws and stupid
mistakes. But if you are still there at the end of the day, you know
you have something magical deep down inside of yourself and you
realize that maybe this thing called life isn't so bad after all.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">Love is spirit and flow, it
ebbs and wanes just like the moon mother's magic. It's heartbreaking
and heart filling. You feel it from the tips of your toes to the top
of your head. It makes you jubilant, it makes you sad, it makes you
mad, but I wouldn't turn my back on it for the world. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">For my close friends and
family who know my hubby and I, they know that we had our own hiccups
and we still do but in the end it all remains the same. He is meant
to be with me and I am meant to be with him. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">We just laid in bed the other
night in each other's arms and I remember laying there with his head
on my chest and his arms around me and I had never before felt such
peace and oneness with the universe and all the shit we have been
through just doesn't seem to matter much anymore. It's life and it
happens whether we want it to or not.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">I guess what I'm trying to
say is don't sweat the negatives because if you really think about
it, the positives definitely outweigh them. So each day, I try to
make it a point to say I love you to my man and give him a kiss even
when I"m pissed as hell at him because you never know when they
won't be here anymore. </span></span>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">Life is too short to measure
the negatives with the positives. Just let it flow and embrace it
with all its chaos. Because within chaos, there is balance.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="font-size: medium;">As always, I remain
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<span style="font-family: 'Calisto MT';">As we embark on
the month of December, I have decided to write a blog post as I've
been neglecting my writing lately. I read a remarkable book called
Seven Point Eight and it started churning lost thoughts in my head.
The book touched about auras, the soul, shamanism, and parallel
worlds. As I was reading this book, the thoughts once again started
processing in my head. Shamanism is one of the major focuses of my
belief system. Lucid dreams, extra-sensory perception, parallel
worlds all have been pivotal points in my spiritual path. I've astral
projected many times and have touched my past lives/parallel lives.
Parallels are always present in my daily life. Imagine that you are
in all worlds in one way or another. A different facet of you
presents itself differently in each world. Your strengths are
weaknesses in these lives, and your weaknesses become your strengths
in others. This is also explored in the fantasy novel I'm writing.
Parallels are strangely present. I often wonder if the characters
speaking to me are actually different facets of these lives. It's a
heavy thought and sometimes it literally blows my mind. But too many
"Coincidences" and feelings of "deja vu" are
constants to write off these theories. My beliefs are constantly
evolving and I feel that this is a direct result of my spiritual
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-79808963532334674722011-09-11T10:06:00.003-04:002011-09-11T10:07:38.561-04:00Hotel from Hell-Story Inspired from a Dream:)<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;"><i>THIS WAS A STRANGE DREAM I HAD THIS MORNING AND THIS STORY EMERGED. THIS REALLY CREEPED ME OUT AND I WOKE UP SWEATING.</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;"><i>I'M SURE THERE IS MORE TO IT BUT IT'S A START. I'M TAKING A FELLOW AUTHOR'S ADVICE AND WRITING SOMETHING DOWN EVERY DAY IF I CAN.</i></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The story starts with a married couple on a trip.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">They are there for something, not sure what. They find themselves searching for a hotel. The friends they are with found one. The couple seem to have a reservation somewhere else.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The couple had a hotel room but couldn't find it. They were walking down a street with many lights...big city. Reminds me of New York on New Orleans.. Lighted signs fill the building walls. Free Street was the name of the street. The hotel called Free Zone. Husband and wife are walking looking around.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">They become worried they can't find the hotel and the wife keeps saying like a prayer help us find this place. She may have a special gift but this time it backfires and leads them astray.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">They turn down a street that opens into what looks like a station of some kind. Store booths line the walls. More lighted signs. This reminds me of a casino that I went to in Missouri. It's not well lighted. Kinda shadowy like the magic alley in Harry Potter.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">They come to a booth where a man and women sit. The name on a sign says Free Zone. The hotel clerk is a man in his 40s- well defined with sandy brown hair. The woman is 20s something or looks like it. She is dressed in a short skirt, tight skirt, red lips, long manicured nails. The man reminds me of a circus ringleader or the person who mans the freak tent. Very charismatic. Woman reminds me of a stripper or porn star. Pretty face. They both look nice but they seem to have a creepy undercurrent. They remind me of characters in Clive Barker novel or maybe Richard Kadrey??? A buzzing like sound fills the wife's head...warning flag perhaps?? Should have walked away then but they are desperate and they are in a town they aren't familiar with</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The wife talks to the woman first and the woman looks at the slip of paper that the wife has with the name of their hotel. The woman smiles sympathetically and says this is a high roller room, around a grand to stay. The wife says frantically, we can't afford to stay there. Is there any place else?? The guy says he can help. There is a place for a specific clientele and certain ages can stay there. The husband and wife turn around to check out their surroundings and when they turn back to the hotel clerks (or whatever they are) The man grabs the woman's ass and the woman swats his hand away and laughs. The wife is bothered by this but pushes to the back of her mind because she is relieved they may have found a room, doesn't ask details and finds herself giving the man a hug.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The man takes them down a tunnel/street with shadows that opens into a hallway. The atmosphere feels weird and strange. He takes them down the hall that has old patterned wallpaper. Reminds me of the hotel in The Shining. Satiny panels cover some of the wall. The elevator is manned by a guard who is in an uniform. He has a military styled hair cut and is wearing a baton and a taser. The elevator is gold trimmed. The hotel man nods to the guard who in turn nods and motions to the elevator...kinda like a circus ringleader pointing to a main attraction. The elevator opens and is very large. In the elevator is two black women on large beds with soft down filled comforters. The couple urns around very unsettled and the guard is behind them blocking their way and pushes them into the elevator with the women.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The first woman has a long sharp pointed nose, short tight curls, wearing a pull on hat. She says, they did a good job on you, you look younger.The other woman is quiet but looks at the couple. She looks younger but her face looks like it had a ton of plastic surgery. The elevator is taking quite awhile to get to its destination and the wife is getting even more freaked out. What kind of place is this?? she thought to herself.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">Finally the elevator stops. Two orderlies wait with two other “patients” on beds. The husband and wife quickly move out of the elevator and see an armed guard at a desk. He has dark hair and wears glasses. He motions them to a service elevator. The service elevator is dark inside and wife freaks out reaching for him. He holds her, goosebumps popping up on his arms. They get of the elevator after a short ride and the wife is saying we need to get out of this creepy place now. Something is not right here. They turn around and find that the service elevator has no buttons to go down. </span> </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">They come upon a nurse sitting in front of a bunch of liquid filled jars. She is a muscular woman with a butch haircut. She looks up from her jars and says gruffly. It's always the same thing, people don't seem to understand we help people. We are not a bad place. Wife starts crying on the verge of a breakdown, her body shaking, She hears the weird buzzing again and knows they must get out of here somehow.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">She pleads with the nurse, “ You don't understand, we shouldn't be here. We were just looking for a room.” </span> </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The nurse replies, “That is what they all say at first. You will come to understand in time. We need your essence. There is no going back.” She motions to the jars. </span> </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The husband and wife look around, trying to find an escape route. Two muscular orderlies appear with strait jackets and move towards them.</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family: 'Bookman Old Style', serif;">The nurse calls out to the couple, “You should be thankful. You really are helping people. Without you, we wouldn't be able to.”</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7639133257738084557.post-76722127227175711412011-09-08T21:44:00.003-04:002011-09-08T21:45:48.209-04:00Excerpt of Dream-catcher<div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>The story starts with a dream…not a simple dream. Dreams never are. They seem simple on the outside until you follow the corridors to some unknown answer. I feel like I’m in a fairy tale where the only one who knows an answer is some witch in some old cave who speaks in riddles. I hate riddles. They dance around in your brain and taunt you with their secrets. So begins my story. My life has always been strange and different. My dreams are always popping up when I don’t want them to. But when they do, they replay until I decide to write them down or do something about it. Some people would call me a precog. I just call it my gift. Sometimes it’s a curse. You see my dreams give me gifts, different talents and I have no idea where they come from. This will lead me on a journey that twists and turns in ways I can’t even begin to imagine……</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>My story begins with a recurring dream. In this particular dream I am the “heroine”. I don’t know what my name is but I’m sure it will come to me. Sometimes I wonder if my dreams show my past lives. The reason is I have them in sequences. Once the dream manifests it keep popping in and out of my consciousness. So in my dream I find myself walking to a house. This house looks like a museum, the kind of house that wealthy people own. How I can walk up there without tripping any alarms is a mystery to me. But I must be expected. Why else would I be here? The door opens up to show me a stiff butler. He’s the kind that will turn his nose up at the lower class. I hate that kind. He motions for me to enter and I find myself in a parlor one that looks like it hasn’t been updated since the 1900s, flowered wallpaper prevails. A lady in a victorian dress is sitting there waiting for me, drinking tea. She motions for me to sit down.</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>She said, “I have need of your services.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“What services?’”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>” Your unique abilities of course.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>” I’m not for hire.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;">“<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>Oh everyone is for the right price.What’s your price?”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>She seemed to know my special talent and that scared me. I don’t make it public as a general rule. That sort of gift ends you in a mental health facility.</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>I said, “My price is to know answers. “Why am I gifted with this ability?”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“Oh this is a fork in your path to knowledge.I need your abilities to find my son who was taken.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>I didn’t like the sound of this at all. It seemed very dangerous and secretive. I said, “By whom?”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“It’s a secret organization that causes things to happen.They are known for their insatible desire to gain power by whatever means necessary. It extends beyond this world and threatens to destroy all worlds linked to this one.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“What do you mean by other worlds??? I am only aware of this one.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>She laughed musically and my vision wavered for a minute and I glimpsed a radiant white light surrounding her. Her face was beautiful porcelain, pink lips perfectly shaped. Her ears were pointed. I blinked and her features reverted back to the grandmotherly look. She said, “Really my dear, is that the truth, because your eyes show me something different. If you are only aware of this world, explain your dreams to me. And your special abilities.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“Why me? I’m sure there are other people who are better suited to this job. Perhaps you should look into other worlds to find that person.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“Let’s just say, you are the only one who I would trust for this job.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“How can you trust me? You don’t even know me.”</i></span></span></div><div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><i>“Oh my dear, I do know you more than you know yourself. But there is no time to speak of that right now.”</i></span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13780113106271447896noreply@blogger.com0