Prayer to The Four Directions. Chief Seattle

Great Spirit of Light, come to me out of the East (red) with the power of the rising sun. Let there be light in my words, let there be light on my path that I walk. Let me remember always that you give the gift of a new day. And never let me be burdened with sorrow by not starting over again.

Great Spirit of Creation, send me the warm and soothing winds from the South (yellow). Comfort me and caress me when I am tired and cold. Unfold me like the gentle breezes that unfold the leaves on the trees. As you give to all the earth your warm, moving wind, give to me, so that I may grow close to you in warmth. Man did not create the web of life, he is but a strand in it. Whatever man does to the web, he does to himself.

Great Life-Giving Spirit, I face the West (black), the direction of sundown. Let me remember everyday that the moment will come when my sun will go down. Never let me forget that I must fade into you. Give me a beautiful color, give me a great sky for setting, so that when it is my time to meet you, I can come with glory.

Great Spirit of Love, come to me with the power of the North (white). Make me courageous when the cold wind falls upon me. Give me strength and endurance for everything that is harsh, everything that hurts, everything that makes me squint. Let me move through life ready to take what comes from the north.

From http://www.starstuffs.com/prayers/fourdirections.html  I love this form of prayer/ceremony so much. I find it empowers me for when I am doing a healing or just for my own time of refecltion.

Worker with Spirits....

Tibetan Singing Bowl CD is playing in the background. The vibration from this is bringing my energy into synch with it. I am flat on my back on a massage table at a Reiki share. My Reiki Teacher/Master and a Level 1 Reiki pupil are doing Reiki on me.

I use some Breathing relaxation to take me further down the path of relaxation. Breath in, hold count to 4. Breath out , hold, count to 4. I use this anywhere when I want to relax. I find it works very well.

As I go deeper into myself I start to Journey. Journey like I have never done before. I can “ride the drum” as it said about Journeying when there is a drum beat taking you there. Of late I have found that I can do this with some Breath work.

Here I am standing in the middle of an immense forest. Tall, straight trees crowd me in. They tower over me. I find I am naked and I am dancing. All of a sudden there is a Shaman's drum in my hand and I am beating it with a drum stick. I am dancing around in circles to the beat of this drum. Next to me appear shapes. Shapes that look like people. They seem to be dressed in Shaman's robes. I have no idea how many are dancing with me. The trees too have started to dance with me.

I see myself from slightly above. I too am now cloaked in a Shaman's robe. It is made out of long strips of tree bark. Upon my head is a hat made from living tree branches. I am stilling dancing to the drum. Spinning and spinning.

Then bang. I am walking down a tunnel. A tunnel of fire. I feel no heat. No fear. Just amazement as the tongues of flame wrap themselves around me. Now I feel something. Something so wonderful. Something so joyous. I feel love. Unconditional love coming from the flames.

Wham, I am transported up into the air. The fiery tunnel is no more. I am floating in the bluest of skies. I feel as if I do not weigh anything. An enormous cloud appears. Formed in the cloud is a face of a very wise old man. A happy face it is too. The cloud wraps itself around me. Again I feel loved.

I am plummeting downwards. Yet there is no wind roar. No sound at all. As I am falling I start to realise that these could be the four elements. Air, fire, earth and water.

I land in the ground. My body has embedded itself into the moist earth. I see myself from above and I am melding into the ground. To the point that it is hard to see my features. This time I can feel the earth against my skin. I feel that love again.

Water. I am now underwater. Crystal clear water. In the reality that you are reading this from, I am not a very good swimmer. Yet I have no fear of drowning. Again all I feel is love.

Back in the forest. So many smiling happy faces greet me. The party has been going on still while I have been away. All the Shamans and trees are so happy to see me back. Out of the crowd my Owl Animal Guide steps into view. We greet each other. I ask where has he been. Over the last few healing treatments I have given to my clients, he has not been present. He laughs and says he has always been with me. I have just not seen him. He tells me that I have a new name now. A Spiritual name. One that I am not to tell anyone. One that is only used when I Journey. He also tells me I have been initiated into the ways of the spirits. I have become one with them.

A big cheer goes up from those who are gathered in the forest. The overwhelming feeling of love that is given off to me is breathtaking to say the least.

The chiming of Tibetan bells calls me back. I slide back to the realm of me laying on the massage table. My time on the table has come to an end.

Up from the table I see the smiling faces of all who have been doing Reiki and those that have received this healing energy. Yet I still feel so present with all back in that forest. A feeling of exhilaration sweeps over me. My life purpose has been confirmed to me.

I ask my Reiki Teacher/Master if she saw anything. She smiles and says yes she did. So I explain what has happened. It turns out just as I entered the forest she was putting Reiki energy into my heart and third eye chakras. She was so drawn to connect my heart and third eye/mind as she felt they were not connected at this point in time. I explained to her that I had been doing a lot of work on myself to allow me to let go old belief patterns that seem to be holding me back. At times strangling me. Her fingers hovering over my third felt like they were being pulled in by a magnet. At the same time the word Shaman came into her mind. She was being told that this is what I am.

I know that in some circles it is not recommended that we boast about being a Shaman. That we never call ourselves a Shaman. Yet I can not deny what has happened to me and what my Teacher/ Master thought I was.

The above happened to me on Saturday 7/5/2011.

War on the soul....

War. The Art of War. The act of killing and maiming people. Invading another country to control that country and its people. Power over a whole nation. Planes dropping bombs on innocent civilians. Women and children fleeing the carnage. Tanks running soldiers down. Terrorists blowing themselves and innocent bystanders up. We have all seen or heard about this happening in the real world. We have seen images of war broadcast into our lounge rooms via the T.V set. For most of us we can detach from this. It is on the T.V so it is not really real.

Yet it is all too real for those that go through it. Either as combatants or and the victims of war. Many are left scared for life. Both physically and mentally. Many a soldier has come back from war only to harm members of their family or themselves as they try to come to terms with what they have been through. This is the great tragedy of war.

In shamanism it is said that if someone goes through war they lose part of their soul. It is how they try to cope with what they have done or seen. Part of their soul leaves to try to protect itself. This might explain why so many who go through wars can not lead a normal healthy life. Maybe this is why they wake in the middle of the night in a cold sweat from a nightmare. Reliving the terror of what they have been through in a distorted dream. Some never get over the effects of war as their soul have fragmented. They can never feel whole again. 

 

Years ago I used to work in the war industry. I used to make training simulators to help troops to fight smarter. I spent many many hours studying and watching videos of live combat from the latest war zone. Thankfully I have left that industry. The path that my life has now taken is one of inner peace. Yet I can still feel the effects of watching all those videos. The effects of making what were especially games, war-games, had on my soul. It makes me feel empty. Distant from myself. I feel very little love for myself. Very little love for those around me. I felt like I would enjoy destroying. I was addicted to killing. Even if it was just pixels on a screen. Pixels that represented people.

The years have gone by. I have found a path of inner peace. Sitting browsing the net I came across some videos of the latest up and coming wargames for PC and the other consoles. I watched a few. I walked away feeling numb. I had no feelings at all. My inner peace had run off. It felt like my soul had gone into hiding. Not that I blame it at all. It took me some hours to bring the peace back. This after only watching 10 minutes of game trailer videos. Which by the way are very graphic in their content.

As my feelings slowly came back to me I started to realise the affect that these games are having on our younger generation. This younger generation spend almost all their waking hours playing these games. They play online against each other. Hundreds of kids all playing on the internet killing each other. Blowing things up. Being entertained by computerised death. What they don't know is that they are damaging their souls. So much so that some may never be able to lead normal lives. Some will become killers in real life. Some will become abusers in real life. All because they have allowed their souls to become fragmented by this digital killing.

Yes there are calls to have games banned. Having worked in that industry I agree with this. This though is not enough. If games are banned those who have been playing will need help. They will need to help to become balanced humans. Help that can only come from having their broken souls healed. The war against souls is very real and very dangerous. It takes no prisoners. Next time your child wants the latest war or fighting game think about the affect it is having on his/her soul.

They tower over us yet we do not hear them....Or maybe we do...

A Message from the Trees

By Megan O’Connor

A tree reaches deep into the ground and up again for light, and flowers leaves to clasp the suns rays into itself for nourishment. It is profoundly beautiful unto itself, perfect from its conception, but maybe it has a bigger purpose by giving all of life a message

In all its gentle grace and stillness it communicates notice how peaceful life can be see how the sun nourishes all of us. It stands, swaying in a strong wind, leaves dancing.

Look closely and you will almost see them waving hello. It has witnessed many days gone by.
The tree renews itself with the changing of seasons. Trees  give a gracious home for other living beings and is a kind servant to mother nature, and in return is rewarded with a  long, life.

Yes, there are lessons to be learned from trees. The greatest of all can be seen between the leaves.
If one looks between the leaves, a matrix of infinite unique spaces can be seen, a place to contemplate eternity, a place to feel peace, a place to listen to the wisdom of the tree, a partner and reflection of the great spirit shared by all.  

Our friends speak these wise truths in their being, which could be translated into a metaphor for human life.Live your purpose with grace and stillness of heart. Gathering light from above nourishes your core.
It is wise to sway in a strong wind. Know when to rest, regenerate and begin again fresh in the spring.
The space between things seen is where infinite creativity lives.

The wise ones tell us it is easy to see to eternity when reaching into an endless sky, which sooths the soul; or while reaching into the fertile grounds of life, rejoice in what is really important, a warm sun on your face while being grounded in mother earth.

The next time you drive by a group of trees, slow down.  Watch the wind blowing them, see if you can feel the wind in your hair, and remember, light is your source.

This is the gentle message of the trees.

Native American Proverbs & Wisdom

We need step away from our hectic modern lives and spend some time mediating with the wisdom from those who were very connected to Spirit.

Here is a selection of very wise sayings. Wisdom from American Indians. May these find a place in you heart and soul and bring you closer to who you should be.


- All plants are our brothers and sisters. They talk to us and if we listen, we can hear them. - Arapaho
- Our first teacher is our own heart. - Cheyenne
- Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children. - Tribe Unknown
- When a man moves away from nature his heart becomes hard. - Lakota
- To touch the earth is to have harmony with nature. - Oglala Sioux
- Regard Heaven as your father, Earth as your Mother and all things as your Brothers and Sisters. - Tribe Unknown

Huna Principles.... 4 video presentations.

Serge Kahili King, author of "Urban Shaman," explains the principles of Huna, the Polynesian philosophy of esoteric knowledge and practice. I love Huna. It is the Adventure side of Shamanism. I try to put these principles into every part of my life.









I would highly recommend to you this book as well. Which you can buy from http://www.huna.net/HBM/Books/hbooks2.html The teachings from the above videos are expanded upon in this book.

Pecking Order.

In the background Uluru looms over us. This sacred ancient rock stands out in all of its glorious redness. It is night. My owl animal guide has bought myself and my client here for healing. I have been giving this client Reiki treatments for some time now. This treatment I have added Shamanic Journeying. I know the Reiki is doing its work but let’s see what the spirit guides can do too.

She has been coming to me for treatment for a swollen uterus and fibrous growths in her uterus. Her doctor had told her she needs to have her uterus removed. She did not want this to happen and had asked if Reiki could help. I could not make any guarantees as to the outcome. So she had nothing to lose.

My owl has my client grasped in his claws. She is being held every so gently in those powerful claws. She is sound asleep. I am holding onto the end of one wing. We glide through the night sky. The vista that is before me is breath taking. I love the other worlds. Ahead I see the giant red rock looming out of the red soil. We are going to one of the most sacred places. Uluru. We dive earthwards. A small camp like fire is burning away as we touchdown. Standing in the light of the fire is an old man, he is waiting for us. His white beard and full head of hair stand out in stark contrast to the night sky. This is my tree spirit guide in human form. He takes my client from my owl guide and lays her on the ground next to the small fire. He starts to dance around her chanting.

Out of the gloom several Emus approach. They bend down and start to peck at my client’s abdomen. There is nothing on her for them to peck at. That when I realise they are healing her. In flies a crow. He has a small shaman drum with him and starts to beat the drum. The Old Man and the Emus are now dancing around the sleeping form of my client to the beat of the drum. The rhythm of their dance and the crows drumming has me joining in the dance. I am overcome with a feeling of elation. The red dirt beneath our feet feels ever so warm.

The Old Man calls a halt to the dance. He says we are finished and to leave now. I bow in thanks to him, the Emus and the Crow. My owl gathers up the still sleeping client. Off into the air we fly. All too soon we are back at the entrance to this otherworld. My client is awake now. We both thank my Owl and travel back up via my tree entry point.

I have spent about ½ hour doing Reiki on her abdomen while journeying. I finish off the Reiki treatment and explain what has just happened. We are both amazed by the whole event. I love journeying. You never know what is going to happen, where you will go or who you will meet. Yet all if this is done for our higher good.

Several months later my client gets the all clear from her doctor that the Uterus has gone back to its normal size. The fibrous growths are less. No operation is needed.

This was the first time I have mixed Reiki with Shamanic Journeying. It sure wont the be last. The thing that stands out from this for me was the fact that during the journey I did not do any healing. It was all done by the spirits.

Thank you to Ian Coate for allowing me to use his image in this blog past. To see more of his wonderful art work please see http://www.iancoate.com/index.html