Category: Dreamtime JourneysOur life as a tapestryYou might want to go to the bathroom and perhaps get a snack and/or a beverage as this post is quite a bit longer than normal for me. Some fifteen years ago, or so, I had a very vivid dream in which I was shown a tapestry and told that this visually represented the complete record of my current life, and that everything I thought, said, and did was recorded or woven into that tapestry. The “Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.” Other dreams and experiences followed and each added additional detail and expanded the analogy of our life as a tapestry.
The other night, during a journey to my Sacred Garden, one of my guides showed up and took me much deeper into the concept of our life as a tapestry. This rugged yet gentle ancestor shows up quite often when I am performing healing ceremonies and has a very strong, no-nonsense way about him.
The crewAs I mentioned in Guest Author I recently attended another shamanic workshop, and during the week, I had been waking around 4 AM each morning and for a few hours each day had the pleasure of staying in the place between sleep and awake that I call the fuzzy-time. Snuggled all warm in the bed, I would turn my mind loose to wander where it wished. On the morning of the last day, while in the fuzzies, I heard a knock on a door and was wondering who would be knocking on the door to my room at that hour, but quickly realized it was an internal knock. Not wanting to “get up” I said come in and a large man appeared. He had short cut grey hair, a strong but kind face, was slightly overweight with strong hands and arms and looked like he may have been a construction worker. He introduced himself, but I did not remember his name and told me he was there to help me clean out my attic. We proceeded to a large room with scattered groups of neatly piled “stuff” and he produced a clipboard and as we went around to the piles, he would identify things and mark them down on his clipboard, although I came out of the experience remembering little of what he said. As he identified things to be removed, a small band of very short beings would come in and pick them up and then disappear with them. At one point he told me to get a broom and clean up the now vacated areas. As I did so, he would once in a while look at what I was sweeping up and make a comment here or there. When we finished, the room was clean with neatly cataloged and organized sections with the “stuff” stacked in the proper order. In a previous post titled Cleaning out the attic , I said how important it was for us to examine the contents of our attics on a regular basis so that we could identify limiting and conflicting beliefs; those things that are not serving us, and my attic was pretty clean the last time I checked just a couple weeks before the workshop, but obviously the week’s work has shifted some things around and it was again time to discard what would not now serve me. I had forgotten about this cleaning session until just a few hours ago while talking with my friend Frank DeMarco, and thought I would share it. Frank asked if I had expressed my gratitude for the help, and I realized I had not, so that is in order for tonight.
Guest AuthorWell, here it is the middle of the week and I’m in California drumming and rattling and journeying through the spirit worlds at another workshop. I hope everyone is having a good time doing whatever it is they are doing. And if you aren’t, START NOW! Since I was running a little short on time, I thought I would bring in a guest author, Mahatma Gandhi. I would have liked to spend some time with this wonderful, peace loving man. Perhaps when I get back from my workshop I’ll invite him to my Sacred Garden for tea.
Wood smokeThe past few days have been hot with low humidity, and the Bone Creek fire in the Big Horn Mountains just west of me has picked back up. Most days, the smoke does not come down into Sheridan, but this afternoon the winds were out of the northwest, and the smoke descended on us, filling the air with that sweet smell. I find the smell of wood smoke unbelievably intoxicating and if I relax into its sweet embrace it will carry me away. I’m not sure where this link to wood smoke comes from, but I’ve had it as long as I can remember. I spent about an hour sitting out on my steps tonight surrounded by it’s sweetness. At one point, I became aware of a soft distant drumming, then came the chanting of some Native American ceremony, and I could sense them dancing around a fire in their finest ceremonial dress. It was at this point that the mosquitos and bugs became too much of a distraction and I came back inside. Tonight I will sleep with all my windows open and invite the spirits of the smoke to come in and again carry me away.
Methods of perceptionWe are each an individual and each of us has a different level of connection with our “Upstairs.” Although there can be many methods by which we receive information and guidance, there are three that are most common. Briefly, these are:
Those on “the other side” are very efficient, and they may use different methods at different times depending on which will convey the information with the least distortion given where we are physically, mentally, and emotionally at that particular moment. I even know some who receive information through smell. When they ask a question, or request information, it is carried to them on a fragrance. Joe McMoneagle, who was Remote Viewer 001 in the government’s Stargate remote viewing program, receives his guidance with feathers. He opens up his channel to guidance, clears his mind, and when the solution comes, he will either see a feather on the ground, or one will float down in his field of view. He’s been using this method for years, and has thousands of feathers. Upstairs can also use others here in the physical to bring us messages. There have been numerous times when I have asked for information on one thing or another, and it has ended up coming to me via a friend, or even a stranger in a line at the grocery store. Although we may all want the grand visuals complete with a full musical score, not all of us will get them, and really, that should not matter to us. What is important is to work with what we have, and become proficient at using it. It shouldn’t matter by what method guidance comes to us, but only that it does come.
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