The Sacred Path

This post was delayed since we had a substantial spring snow storm Thursday and Friday and it took a little while to dig out the neighborhood.

Life today is quite complex for most of us. There is work, and the family, the kids have sporting events and practice, there is homework and PTA meetings, laundry, shopping, and the list goes on and on and on. For many people, finding the time to journey or meditate can be difficult. That does not mean you cannot connect with your spirit helpers and guides when you could use their help.

When you step onto the path to expanded awareness your life begins to change and more tools become consciously available to you. It is very reassuring to know there are a host of spirits and guides outside of ordinary reality that are ready, willing, and able to help you reach your goal for this life. And they are there for you all the time. All you have to do is turn your awareness in that direction and make the connection.

Although I do not know about other systems out there, one of the things emphasized at the Visionseeker Shamanic Retreats taught by Hank Wesselman and Jill Kuykendall, and at The Monroe Institute is that these expanded states of awareness, and the connections with our spirit helpers and guides, are available to us at any time. If we need to make a difficult decision or find a solution to a problem, or we would like a clearer perspective, all we have to do is pop upstairs. There is no need to wait until we get home for a formal journey.

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As a young boy, I had out-of-body experiences. As I would be lying in bed before going to sleep my body would become very heavy and I would start to feel a gentle pulsing throughout my entire body. The pulsing would become quite strong and increase in frequency, and then begin to subside until it was gone and I had absolutely no feeling of being in a body. This happened with some regularity, but not every night, and I somehow knew it was nothing to fear. Sometimes I would just float around the room or go outside the house and float through trees, and sometimes I would feel a “call” to go somewhere. Sometimes that somewhere was a classroom-type setting where I would be taught things or be given information, and sometimes it would be a meeting with a group of other beings seemingly in the middle of nowhere. At such a young age, I never thought to write any of the experiences down, and never shared them with anyone until much later, not even my parents. There was a “knowing” that my very Catholic parents would not understand.

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I had temporarily slipped out of my status as a recovering engineer and started to organize myself with outlines of what I wanted to cover in this blog, and when, but was gently nudged back into recovery. So, this blog is going to be random and will take me, and you, where the winds blow. I have no doubt that all the stuff I would like to share will end up here, I just don’t know when and in what order.

In September of 2005 I attended a weeklong workshop called Guidelines at The Monroe Institute (TMI) which is designed to introduce you to, and deepen your connection to, your own internal guidance (all those loving spirits working behind the scenes). One exercise toward the end of the week, was for each of us to find a quiet spot somewhere and write a letter either from or to our guides. We each placed them in a self-addressed envelope and were told that sometime in the near future, the wonderful people at TMI would mail the letters to us. When I received the letter in the mail a few weeks later, it was like I was reading the words for the first time. I vaguely remembered the words, but it was truly as if I had just provided a hand to hold the pen.

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