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Getting Uncomfortable: Words Backed With Actions

I am still wandering down the path of comfortability, in regard to my Paganism. As I look through all the various areas that I have avoided in blog “conversations” in the past, the one that has really come forward in my thoughts is that of accountability. Perhaps, much of my consternation with this area comes from the wide array that I find this to cover. Thus, a little exploration of the concept…

Personal Ritual – Doing It For Yourself

Welcome to day (counting on fingers)…..whatever of the #CoronaVirusPanic! Seriously though, just try to remember not to panic folks… Beyond this small paragraph, you won’t read too much from me on the #CoronaVirusPanic of 2020. Why? Because all you need to do is flip on your television or your radio to get caught up. My opinion? Well…it sucks. That about sums up my feelings….

I’m a day late…

11/17/2015

Druid Animal Oracle from Philip Carr-Comm

“What is it I am supposed to learn about my masculinity?” [I’m a female.] The Spread Of The Elements

I had an amazing “meeting of the minds” tonight with my spirit guides. I had been reading my books on communicating with them and suddenly I wanted to ask them their names. So I grounded myself, laid down and placed the black tourmaline in the shape of an upside-down triangle to represent earth to help in keeping me grounded through the mediation. I reiterated that I was going to talk to high frequency guides and that no low frequency entities were invited to this party. Meditated for a bit to relax me. And then put the Apophyllite on my third eye like I do when I want to talk to them more clearly. It didn’t give me as bad of a headache this time. First I called to Wisdom and he showed up on my left. I saw him in my minds eye reach for me and suddenly my left hand became very heavy like someone was holding it. I moved my fingers a bit but my palm stayed heavy and when i let my fingers relax it was like i could feel his hand in mine. His other hand was tapping on the side of my bed and his eyebrows were raised. I asked him what his name was. He said “Why does it matter? It’s not going to change anything. You’ve called me Wisdom and I like that name.” His mannerisms amuse me. Its funny though because as soon as I start focusing on one aspect of him, like his fingers tapping, his face goes out of focus and then when i start focusing on his hair his torso or arms go out of focus so its like I cannot really see all of him at one time. I asked him to step back and immediately my left hand became lighter. I then asked Creativity to step forward and I saw him standing by my feet on the right side with his ombre beard and big ol’ self and I told him that I liked his beard. He laughed a full belly laugh and I started laughing with him. I think he prefers me when I’m laughing. He walked up and Wisdom decided to jump in and hold my left at the same time (which got very heavy again). Creativity said “It’s not about the name. It’s about love, and life, and understanding yourself and others. It’s about gaining knowledge to put to good use and about being true to your values.” All while he spoke I saw a heart, a baby, a painter, a book and a knight. Then I realized, they aren’t stepping forward to talk to me about something or answer my silly questions, they are stepping forward to educate me on HOW they talk! Creativity speaks more subtly, in symbols and nudges. Wisdom communicates with more of a physical pressure or presence. That way, even when I’m not deep in mediation I’ll be able to understand them better and watch for them. I didn’t want to forget my third spirit guide because I saw her so clearly at Samhuinn. I knew she was with me somewhere. I called to her but I didn’t know what name to put to her. She appeared on top of me, as a big dog or wolf, all happy and calm. [I’d like to reiterate that she is not a ‘spirit animal’ as my tradition does not believe in that. Rather, she is a spirit guide who is using the form of an animal to communicate more effectively with me, as in the celtic tradition.] I envied her calm, curious, confidence and told her such. She said nothing but I could tell she was grinning but it wasn’t because she was happy but because she knew something I didn’t. I’m hoping that means that one day I WILL be like her. I think she told me her name but I’m not sure I should share it openly.