When you have 20 minutes, please watch. I am new to the teachings of Ralph Smart and have become a fast student seeking out more of his works. I believe in what he saids and have heard it before over my lifetime. The secret to a presenter is how the material is conveyed. I like his way of presentation and demeanor. Thank you for reminding me on how to not absorb others energy.
There are many honorable moments that happen throughout our lives. If we are lucky, when the opportunities arrive, the event will have our attention and respect to notice the celebratory gift before us. Myself along with many other family members were able to witness my father’s passing a few days ago. The mental imagery from a psychic point of view is something I would like to document as well as share with you. Death should not be feared or thought of as problematic, yet embraced with respect and dignity to the best of our abilities. Because of what I believe to be true, I feel it is important to share, helping assist others with the passing to the next level of existence.
My father of 76 years was able to make a transition into the energetic realm without much difficulty, in my opinion. I feel having many of his loved ones present during death only helped. Sure it was emotionally trying but we all didn’t forbid him to leave us physically. My dad is the second person I’ve been with while they were dying. From my experiences with metaphysical practices, I was able to assist making sure to do what was necessary to help with the transition.
The process was quick with dad and I used my instincts not asking for permission to do certain things I deemed appropriate. When the nurse (an angel in a human’s skin) came in, I did repeat what was said out loud in a stronger voice to make sure my dad heard. Raising the vibration of love and compassion mixed with acceptance for the inevitable. The importance of knowing what was going on by all in the room made a difference for the better in comfort, knowledge and respect as a whole. Our family physician came in twice during his rounds making everything easier for my mother along with us as well. Everything seemed to be a group effort, the way life should be without one person carrying the burden of “X”.
Metaphysically, the first inkling was to open up the window’s mini-blinds. I did this casually without saying anything to those in the room with me. Simply going over to the window and twirling the pole to open the slats welcoming in the morning light. I felt guided to create a place for movement between the worlds. So grateful to have a room with a window! The next thing that crossed my mind was to make him more comfortable and what better way then to play some Irish music. My brother questioned this move I did automatically, to which I replied, “Dad loves music and it will bring him comfort” helping with all of our angst in the long run. Both of these actions were done with deliberate intention thus helping the magic of life to be further fulfilled with the rites of passage.
As family members were summoned, morphine increased (know he wasn’t uncomfortable, only wanted to talk but couldn’t physically thus the furrowed brow misunderstood as discomfort… and I didn’t press the issue for the increase cause he would have held on longer) the mental imagery was more vivid with typical guests one would expect to appear during a death. Because the Irish music was playing, in his good ear, the Banshee came forth. When she arrived, I said out loud, “Okay, trying to handle the Banshee in the room” while my mom, brother, and spouse looked at me with questions in their eyes and sealed lips. Her yell wasn’t unpleasant, just more-so startling because it was my first time hearing her in this lifetime. I owe my dear friend for bringing the folklore from Ireland to my attention on this one. In my minds eye, she appeared simply as a 4 foot, medium built, cloaked, brown haired woman in her mid 40’s. I was not afraid of her, rather startled if I am to be honest. Her announcement for impending death was something I was not ready to accept. Fear is a tricky monster and unfortunately it attaches itself to things that should not be classified as fearful (which is what I’ve been learning the past week).
Shortly after the Banshee sounded, I noticed The Grim Reaper standing in the hallway. This vision was not startling and had more of a sense of passage with calmness to him. Not sure if I was giving the Reaper a sex because of my beliefs or if a sex is assigned to the being. The Banshee was female but not typical as we humans know a female to be. This is true of the Reaper too. I think energetic beings take on the persona we idealize them with despite what they are truly are made of. Regardless, I did say out loud, “The Grim Reaper is here.” to which my brother replied, “Oh, Okay!” I don’t blame him one bit for the curt statement cause it isn’t something one saids typically. Actually, I was surprised that I said it out loud. Because I was taken back from the appearances and needing to voice things going on to help me with the process, perhaps I should have been more quite. Yet it’s not my personality to keep things lock inside. However, now thinking of my vocalizations, it may have not helped others and should have been something best kept to myself to be expressed at a later time.
At this point, my father’s sister had shown up along with my sister in law (whom I love dearly). I was more cautious with what I said out loud because of the mix of family bringing the count to nine in the room. At my fathers side, I told him in a strong voice (being his morphine increased to 6 milligrams) who had come to stay by his bedside. Not caring about what others thought about my motives, I was proud and honored to assist him with understanding the shifts in the Intensive Care Unit room he was in. Later I shared with my mother the vision of many backyard wild animals who ran through the room, out the window, guiding and ushering the next stage. My guess on the animals passing by was a testament of the care we shared with all of the outdoor animals our cats, windows, or other kill on our watch. Many were buried in the back yard or placed in the woods. The energetic recognition of my dear friend who stood up against the wall next to my mother for support along with my paternal grandfather who stopped by to show the way for his son into the next level of existence. All apparitions playing a part to usher a kind and loving soul to another field.
My mother has summoned a priest to issue the last catholic rites. I had no choice but to drop to my knees and pray for an understanding father to not bind my father to his physical body but rather to help guide his transition to the next world with grace. I did not protest this catholic rite despite my misgivings of the ceremony, it was my mother’s wishes and I knew my dad and I would overcome misguided notions, superseding the inevitable. The man who came to administer the final rite was kind without pomp and circumstance. Eternally grateful for the person to administer and bond us all forever in prayer.
The last moments of my father’s physical life was my sister-in-law playing her children’s video in his ear. Their dad, her husband, my brother was away for work the other week and she recorded the 4 kids (aged 3 to 8 yrs.) saying hello to their dad during dinner. Her timing, sharing the voices of grandchildren is what made it possible for the transition of her father-in-law to take place. Not a moment too soon or too late; an absolute perfectly impeccable move on her part to assist. Spellbindingly magnificently choreographed, a man of great love was released from a physical body on the vibration of children’s voices to the after life.
A few weekends ago I attend another advanced shaman class. This one was titled Death, Dying, and Beyond. These series are from the Foundation of Shamanic Studies as developed by Michael Harner. The course I took was taught by Nan Moss and David Corbin. I forget how I originally heard about Nan and Dave, perhaps Weather Shamanism caught my attention once while searching around the Internet. The workshops I’ve taken with the dynamic duo have been phenomenal not to mention extremely helpful in the energy work I conduct for myself along with others. This last one, I knew was going to be emotionally challenging but essential for my spiritual growth and understanding of shamanism.
The workshops are something to be experienced, writing about them feels out of context. The understanding gained is thrilling but hard to explain in type. Nevertheless, I did want to share some of what I’ve come to believe with you because it is useful for all of us.
From my notes taken during class discussion and after journeying (a form of meditation) here are some key points around the topic of death, dying, and beyond:
Tried viewing or understanding the end of this life differently; thinking of death as another state of existence. I was able to learn from a bat, during a lower word journey, that the world is not just understood by a human’s existence. Animals and other kingdoms go though life and death with all sorts of understandings from how they operate (get on in this lifetime). I was taught about opportunities to view the world upside-down, use other senses than our eyes, and the importance of movements in the dark. Then, to top the lesson off, I realized a bat is classified as a mammal making the lesson heavier to this mammal.
Another take on the topic of death, dying, and beyond is the belief gained about levels of a soul’s journey when the body is no longer living. The class meditation was done individually by the group and then those who wanted to share their experience afterwards did so in circle. Many people, including myself, witnessed in our dream like state, types of places where souls were waiting or learning or regrouping or figuring out just what is going on. Yes, we can interact with those on the other side. I have done it a few times pryer to this workshop but it was good to get a stronger base of how to conduct the meetings, so to speak.
A piece of the weekend’s wisdom sticking with me is realizing my death is important. It is a normal phrase of life. When I pass on, the people who love me are challenged to adjust their lives allowing them to grow and fulfill what they intended to do when they came into this world. Typically my guides and spirit helpers always put in something light hearted to help me with the seriousness of it all. With realizing death is part of the cycle, it was pointed out how my death creates jobs for others as well, ha! Funny cause there is truth there too!
I have a free day today. I’m attempting to fill it with a mix of catching up on the Internet, physical cleaning of the living quarters, and listening to my inner voice. Feeling I’ve achieved many of those tasks, it’s time to write in order to solidify what I am coming to understand.
I am the only one who can make a change. With my words and actions, the environment I dwell in will only improve with my actions within and without myself. Grasping my abilities as an energy practitioner and believing in what I do will ramp up the results.
It’s an interesting mix of emotions with a tug of war with my ego and natural abilities. I never want to come across as someone who knows it all. I want to have that air of Glinda who smiles while saying, “You had to find it out all for yourself!”
Today though, today I am realizing to be the person, holding the wand and ensuring the other, they have known the answer all along is to believe in the magic myself. Knowing that if I ask for something there is a very good chance the wish will be granted. It is important to keep on asking and keep on wishing with a strong belief the message is being heard.
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If anything in the metaphysical realm calls to me, it is the natural influence and magical aspects of all the ancestral shamanism. A quick wikipedia explanation of shamanism, “is a practice that involves a practitioner reaching altered states of consciousness in order to encounter and interact with the spirit world. A shaman is a person regarded as having access to, and influence in, the world of benevolent and malevolent spirits, who typically enters into a trance state during a ritual, and practices divination and healing.”
Because of my background and current path, I would be considered a neoshaman, especially from those taking the tradition very seriously. I’ve never been in the physical presents of an actual shaman but I do consider some people I know shamans even though they would fall under the title of neoshaman. A friend of mine (shaman by my standards) has developed a type of healing practice I was fortunate to experience a few months ago. The next day after the session was of a feeling I haven’t had since I was a child. The feeling was of happiness, pure joy and elation. No pills, no smoking anything, no drinking and no hypnotism. He and his partner called on the spirits of nature and mixed their influence with what they deem to be true and shifted my energy for the positive.
Some of my favorite parts of shamanship is the bond with nature. I have always said hello to the trees, rocks, even the weather. Now in my adulthood, the greetings and communications are less playful. The changes in talks seem to want to teach or share wisdom from another level of existence. To me, the voices I hear are linked to a source that don’t seem to have vocal cords. In my opinion, the other beings work really hard to get their voice to me. Psychokinesisis another way of explaining the influx of energy waves changed into sounds that I can comprehend. The skeptic in me wonders how people who claim to converse with nature can hear the same thing despite speaking a different language? Is it that German trees talk in German because it’s their native land or is it the trees are so smart and wise they can communicate in every known language? Regardless, I believe I can talk to living things and get feelings from inanimate objects.
Today was different for me. Later on tonight, my husband and I will be signing a contract to move into a condo a few miles down the road, in another town. For better part of the morning I could not stop crying. After reflecting on my emotions a bit more, I realized it was not all me. I was picking up on other emotions running high in my general area. The elementals in the yard were wondering what was going on. They had been piecing together snippets of conversations from inside of the house along with other events not typical everyday going ons. The meltdown I was experiencing prompted a phone call from my husband to find out if I was OK or not. We had been Emailing a few times during the morning hours. He was exactly the person I needed to talk with. Reflecting on the emotions and conversation, it was more like him listening to me explain how difficult it is to part with my friends in the yard.
The landscape here, presently, is not manicured, not much lawn and a whole lot of rock. We have cut down trees to assist with the overall look and health of the land. Bushes, flowers and other plants have come in with the assistance of the animals. It’s pretty in a natural habitat type of way. The wildlife is very comfortable here, foxes have been spied sunning themselves in the driveway and deer have bedded down in the back yard for an afternoon siesta.
Because I wanted to make sure everyone (by everyone, I mean the elementals) was on the same page and getting the information correctly. It was up to me to step outside and explain what was going to be happening in the next few weeks. To make sure my voice was heard clearly, I thought to use some wands. Twice, at different times within a half hour, I stepped out onto the back deck with the Fairy Wand in one hand and the Quartz Point Amplifier Wand in the other. My goal was to explain what was what because they should be privy to how their life is going to be effected and what changes will be happing to them too.
“Hello, I wanted you to hear it from me so you have a better understanding of what will be going on with this house and your land in the coming months. We are going to be moving to another house. Many of the rocks and other fun items I’ve shared with you over the time together here will stay. Another owner will be moving into this house and we will make sure they will be a match for you.
In the new home, I will put a few bottles on the trees, toss some buttons in the yard and greet you often, like I do here. Please let your cousins know we will be visiting them soon AND know you are always welcome to come over and play. I love you all so very, very much and appreciate all the love you have always given back to me, over the years.”
I made sure I went into the front yard to explain the human happenings again. Every direction will have a different vibe to it but for me I typically address the front and the back of the yard. The sense I get from the front yard is more serious to me, kind of an elder feeling whereas the back yard is a bunch of rambunctious silly heads! For some reason, the conversation turned to a question and answer session. I answered the enquires even though many of them were repeats from what I just said out loud. My inner understanding of elemental proper communication is by sound and intense emotional expression. I stared to point the wands to areas with hopes of conveying what my human words were sounding with hopes of being understood.
The two signs that helped me feel stronger with it all were received from both the front and back yard. In the back, the second time I stepped out onto the deck, a gust of wind brought down some light snow. This sprinkling of flakes shown like glitter in the sunlight and lightly brushed against my face and body. “Fairy dust!” I though in my mind as tears welled up once again with joy, love and appreciation. From the front, during the Q&A session, I was asked what I would be taking with us. More specifically, what yard ornaments would be going to the new residence. I started pointing the wands to items as I answered. As I was just about to indicate the chakra wind chime, one of the stones struck the metal bar. “Yes, I will be taking that wind chime with us!” I said out loud.
Our house is up for sale and know it’s sending out the vibe to the future owners to notice and come over and have a look! There are all types of words to use when expressing a feeling or event. I like using vibe because vibration means pressure waves, something making unseen but noticeable motion. Vibrations are usually detected by a variety of our senses. Vibe covers a lot of metaphysical territory and is a sweet hip 60’s retro word too.
Lately, I’ve had a few people tell me that my energy has a good feeling. The compliments have caught me off guard yet have been an indicator to the positive vibes sent out when I’m conducting energy work or just having a casual conversation. With the sale of our first home, it is very important to me to keep up the good vibes within and without the property. My heart sang when my real estate agent said to me this morning, “… the house has a good energy to it…” giving me hope in reaching the next owner though metaphysical means along with the common rituals of selling a house.
The past few months the house has been on the market have been quiet. Our original realtor made a career change prompting us to seek out a new agent. Reflecting on how we have gotten to this day and enjoying the turn of events only promotes the joy I feel. I believe when we are absolutely suppose to be aware of something, it will ring true in a very recognizable way. It was a very good day today and wanted to share in the good vibes!