Welcome Spring!!!

Mar 20, 10:42 AM

It’s Spring! The Spring Equinox (equal night) begins when our sun enters the zodiacal sign of Aries. Aries is the beginning of the zodiac, our yearly solar wheel. The new moon just passed on the 17th, so we are at the beginning of a moon cycle as well. The old year has finally and truly ended with the passing of Pisces. Everything is new. And we can start anew.

Our Celtic ancestors celebrated this time with wild dancing in the woods. It was probably still too cold for the sexual exploits of Beltane, but indeed the feeling of bursting out and going wild must have been intense after the stark and desperate days of winter. We made it! For the next 8 or so months the bone cold fingers of the Cailleach can not scrape at our necks. We are free. For a time. But right now, right this moment, as we stand in equal portions of day and night, that time is all ahead of us.

Rest, relax, breathe, take that in for a moment. The Equinox is energetically a time for balance so we don’t burn out before the Summer Solstice! There may be a few things in the closet to take care of.

We can look to the ancient Dawn and Fertility Goddesses: Persephone, Freya, Artemis, Kaltes, Lada, Flora who were honoured by our ancestors at this time. Calling on the dawn goddess for her blessings, would ensure prosperity and abundance for the community during the harvest season. We are awakening into the time of light and fire. Our prayers are still for the year in front of us. Perhaps we have new ideas and projects that need a bit of initiatory fire blessing to get going or to continue. A few of the Dawn Goddess symbols were birds, bunnies, and eggs, all symbols of magic, healing, and fertility. What project or goal in your life could use a little magic, healing, and fertility?!

For me, I’ve had a dream of offering more advanced shamanic workshops and retreats, to the more serious students who want to take their shamanic practice further. The timing hasn’t been right until now. So this is in the works, but I do need some help from the Great Goddess to get this all under way. I don’t want another year to go by. So my spring altar will have these symbols of the Goddess plus a written description of the classes I want to share. I will include supportive tarot cards and candles and perhaps images of my own helping spirits who are encouraging me from the other side. It takes a lot of discipline to cut out the distractions and get a project moving, altars can be focus points for this very important work. Another simpler version of an altar is a vision board. A kind of two dimensional altar. I read somewhere that the Spring Equinox is THE power time of the whole year to make a vision board. When I think of vision boards, I think of the master Vicki Noble. Her vision boards are breathtaking and she has made a lot happen in her life. I spent a day with her at her kitchen table in Santa Cruz in my mid 30s. We combed through my birth chart and she taught me Dakini Rituals. I hold that day as a day of pure magic in my life. A day that continues to inform and feed me. Kind of like a living psychic altar.

So blessings to all at this energetically wild weathery time, may the bright forces come together to free your dreams and desires.


Sensing the Land

Feb 21, 04:07 PM

Morning February 19th 2018

I stand outside at sunrise. Listen, has been the spiritual message I have been getting for a long while. So I try to listen more and longer, as often as I remember. This morning is visually spectacular, but I close my eyes, once I’ve found my spot in the snow by the well. It’s easier to listen with the eyes closed. So I stand there in the warming sun with my birch staff and housecoat, feeling the energy of my feet grounding into the earth. Breathing in fresh cool air into my body, exhaling what is me, out into the land. Inviting myself to become as fully present and in my body as I can be.
The first thing I hear is the continuous drone of large ocean waves crashing on the shore outside the Mahone Bay islands. An off shore storm must be passing through. If I shift my perception I can pretend I’m in a city or near a highway with the noise of traffic. Gratefully I come back quickly to the reality of the ocean. I live here for a reason, and a big one is natural sound. The next sounds I notice are all the birds flying around, waking up, and greeting the day like me. I hear chickadees and finches at my feeder, crows announcing morning news to each other across the neighbouring land formations. Seagulls swooping and squawking overhead. What are they on about? Perhaps they notice the seagull wings I picked up off the beach yesterday drying on my well. Maybe it was one of their friends. “I’m sorry your friend died” I say. Then I hear a loon out in the cove, she calls every few minutes, and jays travelling around looking for the gang. Then there’s starlings clucking and twinkling somewhere near the willows. What’s that? I think a fox barked.

I shift my perceptions from listening to feeling. Can I feel the life growing under the soil? The great earth waking up? I think I can, the energy under my feet certainly feels more alive. I feel a sense of being watched, like eyes on on me. I’m being observed and felt as I observe and feel. Is it the spirit of the land? Or all the many beings that I share life with here, the birds and breezes, and trees. I begin to feel a light cool breeze touching my bare hands. I reach out to touch back, sharing intimate physical communion with the air. For a moment I think about summer teeming with songbirds, insects, and flowers. How different it is now, so quiet and stark, but still full of life. I open my eyes to see the golden white crystal snow with it’s contrasting rich blue shadows. Everything is covered in snow diamonds this morning. The temperature is ideal, just around zero, no wind. A perfect winter morning. I think and feel up to the moon, rising just behind the sun, and all the summer stars up in the sky past our pale blue atmosphere. I notice tracks in the snow, coming up the driveway, crossing over to Lily’s and then coming back over here to the well. The beast mostly used the car tracks but I notice how it’s paw prints show up by the well where I have the seagull wings drying. Most likely our local fox checking things out, looking for treats. I call her Annie. Annie Fox was my Great Irish Grandmother.

I begin to chill and notice that my time of stillness and sensing is over. With great gratitude for this morning, I come back in to write this.


Voices Within

Sep 30, 08:05 PM

Last month I made a quick reference on Facebook to our ancestors. I had been experiencing deep ancestral grief over a number of days for which I was practicing mindfulness and self compassion. In an earlier time I would have been flooded with somatic sensation and perhaps lost myself in grief for weeks or even months. I’ve learned to stay with these feelings and be close but not let them over take me. I find this somatic processing one of the best tools of our time, as so many of us are so sensitive and there is much karma being released in the collective field. I’m sure many of you are like me, whose spirit has taken on the task of collective shadow processing. Wether its our personal or collective shadow we are processing, mindfulness and self compassion are key to successful understanding.

Back to the ancestors. I learned just in time, that from the full to the new moon every September is in the Vedic tradition the time of honouring the ancestors. They will show up with gifts or unprocessed grief for us to assimilate and heal at this time of year. Knowing what to do with this grief allowed me to sit with it, feel it fully, and transmute it through my body, breath, and heart. I spent several evenings with them around the fire, inviting their words and tears and wisdom, and offering my presence and breath. I gained deeper insight into their lives and how they could support me live mine. It was a merging of our worlds, and we were able to sit in a place of unity for a time.

During this time a client was experiencing intense ancestral visitations as well, and she has given me permission to share a part of her story. During a healing session we were able to localize and extract a part of her ancestral trauma into a holding field outside her body. In a later session we organized a small ceremony to visit this localized pain and ask it what it needed to heal. In that ceremony we experienced a number of things, some the same and some different. What I experienced from this localized pain, was a vast number of ancestors, hundreds of them dating back maybe thousands of years. They were shadowed and grieving because they had lost their connection to Source/God/dess/Spirit. The thing is, each of them was surrounded in a field of source light, they just didn’t know it. They had been told over and over, and eventually believed that they had been cast out, in exile from the love of Spirit. They had not lost their connection, they had not been cast out, they only thought they had. I spoke to them and pointed out what I saw, which was clearly the field of source love around every single one of them no matter what they had done in their lives. At that moment a shift in consciousness and healing took place. We then sat in that presence until we ended the session. I Haven’t yet spoken with this person about any changes this made in her own life, but I would suspect that changes will unfold for the better.

And this is the work that my own ancestors were interested in as well. Sharing this vision that we were never cast out. We, and our ancestors, never were abandoned by God/dess/Source/Self/Love, no matter what we did. We were just told that over and over until a lot of us believed it. And with that belief came crushing hopelessness. We are living in dark times indeed, but we also all see lights of hope everywhere. And we can connect with these lights and let them mirror our own true divine nature, our own light. And in doing that, the light gets stronger. The light of love, presence, beauty, forgiveness, kindness, generosity, healing-they are all there, they never left us. This is our divinity. And as the divine forces grow inside us, giving us strength, we are able to confront and transmute our own darkness more and more, which feeds the collective good. It’s a cycle of inner work and healing and it’s what is required of us at this time. Remember, you are never alone in this, we are in it together.


The Weather Report

Apr 7, 10:26 AM

For the past 8 years, I have been studying the spiritual aspects of weather, including training with a shamanic practicum in the US. The training has come to it’s completion, but my personal study of spiritual weather continues. There are all kinds of shamanic acrobatics that one can do in order to dissect and study realities, but in the end I believe the work is very simple. If everyday we ask ourselves this question, we will learn what we need to know:

“What can I do today to fully participate in the Mystery?” Or perhaps, “How can I serve the Mystery today?”

I have been hearing a lot of complaints this spring about the weather. Nothing new. As if, the weather cares anything about our petty human agendas like planning an outing or going to work. I have even heard of people using their “manifesting” techniques to try and change the weather to fit their personal needs. We must stop this, and think about what we are actually doing. And then we can begin to look a bit deeper.

Here are some suggestions:

Weather is the prana, or life force of Gaia, Mother Earth. Without weather in all of it’s expressions, there would be no life. As Gaia’s systems get more polluted and depleted, she is working harder than ever to breathe fresh prana into every corner of her body. In order to clear all that is stuck, her weather is getting more extreme. She is working very, very hard to stay healthy. How can we help her? We can help her first by stepping back and accepting her incredible intelligence and skill in self healing and self regulating with weather. We are one species on the planet. It’s not about us.

At the beginning of my weather training, I met a compassionate weather deity. She told me: “If all humans on earth learned to breathe properly, the planet’s weather would be balanced and harmonious.” Think about that one. This one instruction changed the entire course of my study for the better. My weather practice became my breath practice.

What humans appreciate and turn their attention to thrives; what they direct anger or disgust towards suffers; and what they neglect, withers and dies. What power we have! From that teaching, we can understand how important it is to spend a moment every day appreciating our lives, no matter what our circumstances may be. Extending this practice further, take a moment to appreciate Mother Earth and her incredibly intelligent system of prana – the weather. A moment of weather appreciation each day, no matter what is outside, will more than pay you back in love.

Weather has feelings. In spite how we treat her, she wants to connect with us and be appreciated for her hard work. We can learn so much about our lives by sitting with weather and forming bonds of friendship. Maybe extreme weather isn’t for you; try a dancing breeze, a gentle rain, or a bit of lightning in the sky at first. Make friends with a common weather pattern, and you may be surprised when and how she shows up. Then try extending your friendship to weather you normally wouldn’t enjoy, such as driving wind, or snow in April. She is not your enemy. Learn to share space with someone who doesn’t support your personal values and agendas. There is a bigger picture at work.

These are a few of the key points I’ve distilled from my training. If you can incorporate these practices into your life, you will discover abundant beauty within your being. I can promise that. Breathe, accept what is without trying to change things, then fully appreciate what comes naturally. This is where true intimacy can develop. Any spiritual practice of earth communion embraces all weather.


Request from the Natural World

Dec 8, 02:11 PM

The earth is quiet and breathtaking as we approach the Winter Solstice. There is a connectedness, a communion going on that whispers of hope and joy. The web of life feels unified as it breathes it’s winter sleep. I am part of this as I stand on our little hill top with my druid staff and morning tea. Drinking in the sunrise and bird calls, I feel the hope and the life force around me. Life does want to live to it’s fullest. Each little bit of life from the mint still growing in my garden, to the finches at my feeder, to the pink dewey clouds in the sky. All of Nature wants to live it’s life to the max. And it wants to speak. So it’s time to listen. I’m going to share what I heard this morning.

This desire to live life to the absolute fullest. Humans are the ONLY species that seem to suppress this desire: the instinct to thrive. (And when I say thrive, I mean thrive within the web of life, not outdoing each other with biger houses and the latest vacation resort) If you were an Extraterrestrial on a school field trip flying by earth to observe, you’d wonder why these humans had a death wish! Why do we? Certainly Nature asks us this everyday. This is a question that shamans, spiritual healers, earth based peoples, and many others have been asking and addressing for quite some time. We are in the most massive extinction since the dinosaurs. We are loosing our forests (our natural earth balancing habitat), clean water sources, animals, and glaciers, faster than any of us can imagine. We are living mostly with global governments that support this agenda, and there are still way too many people that are shut down and unwilling to look at their own behavior and life choices that contribute to this mindless destruction. But I do know with 100% certainty that we have the power, as a human collective, to turn this all around through our own consciousness.

Healing from this destructive path will take everything we have, and bring us to the edge of what we thought was possible within ourselves. We are so much infinitely more powerful than we think we are. We can do it. The earth has faith in us. For me, a pivotal moment was in my early 30’s when I was old enough to have the self awareness to realize there was a part of me that didn’t care. Part of me really just didn’t care if humans went on as a species or not, and that our natural ecosystems were being destroyed. That realization sent me on a path of deep psychological/spiritual healing, which started with the releasing of the toxic sludge from millennia of conditioning. What began all this violence towards life? There are many opinions and theories out there from Aliens to viruses, and there are many healers addressing this. If you are looking for answers and antidotes, go to the natural world, and go soon. The rocks and trees and turtles know. They remember, because they were there. They will tell you how it all started and what you need to do to heal. I did this, and still do.

Although over 10 years later, I am still healing from millennia of ancestral pain and conditioning, I can say with certainty that I care deeply for the continuation of our current species and ecosystems. And if anyone reading this, has that old paradigm mind state, know that this isn’t our natural state. The natural state is to love and celebrate life! To fully engage 100% in the joy of creation, to care for one another, and to thrive here on earth. Not on some imaginary ascended plane of existence, but right here, right now. And something that Edward Snowden (my hero) recently said on video, is that not all of us have the capacity to fight for justice in big external ways. So if you are one of those people, And if you are able, support those that are out there standing for life on earth with your money. Donate what you can to healthy balanced causes that are working against the destructive paradigm. They need us more than ever.

And from Mama Earth to all of us, “come out into me and rejoice. In this way, we will all heal”

And may peace, grace, and joy be with you over the holy days of Yule.


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