I should have put the word “AGAIN” at the end of the subject line, really. Alas…
Since last writing (and I do apologize deeply for the length of time between, especially bearing the weight with which I last wrote), I have spent a great deal of time in Sacred Solitude. During these times, I have Journeyed deep within. I have explored the Realm of Past Life Regression, Shamanic Journeying, and Discovery through both Tarot and painting. I must say, the results have been rather enlightening.
While my initial urge was to write in detail about each of these experiences, I now believe that in doing so, it would be a bit of “over-share”. As such, Good Reader, please kindly wend your way with me through topics that may seem, at first glance, disconnected. I assure you, they are not.
Fate versus Destiny:
Fate: The triple Goddess aspect; something that unavoidably befalls a person; that which is inevitably predetermined…
Destiny: The power or agency that determines the course of events…
Fate is that which is predetermined for you. It is set through your ancestry and given to you at birth. It includes such things as heritage, genetics, and to some degree, likes and dislikes.
Destiny, however, is that which YOU, the author of your life, creates each moment of each day – through the choices we make, the understanding we've come to know as we've grown,
Spirit Guides:
1. There are the Beings who have never been incarnate,
2. The Ancestors (who, obviously, have been incarnate), and they do not have to be of your lineage of this particular lifetime… They can be those from previous lifetimes. They also can be Spirits of people who have trod a portion of the Pathway you are currently walking – physically (illness), spiritually (Teacher Allies), emotionally (for example, I had a Spirit come to me who had committed suicide. I imagine this was because I was in the Dark Valley of suicidal ideation when last I wrote.)
3. The Animal Spirit Guides and Plant Spirit Guides with whom you connect and revere,
4. But there are also members of a group who can appear in human form, but dwell in Spirit. Many would grant them titles such as “Angels”. (I, personally, denote the title, “Faery Godmother” as something completely different than this particular group. The reason behind that is, I believe Faery Godmothers are projections of Faery Beings who are shape-shifters. With this ability, They can shift into a human-like form if that will enable Them to connect more deeply with the human being to which They are appearing/assisting.)
Death: It's not a morbid topic to be studied and discussed.
Yes, I actually worried that people would think I have some strange obsession with Death if I wrote about my work as a Death Midwife, and about Death, in general. I note with some curiosity that my last post was about Death – only from a different perspective. Through my Spiritual Practice, notably since last writing, I have come to realize that I do, indeed, have a very peculiar relationship with Death in this lifetime. In particular, I have come to realize that I live on a bridge between the visible and invisible where it pertains to Death. I should have realized this far sooner, as I have studied and engaged in Shamanic workings throughout the last 11 years.
Sometimes, I “feel” more than I “know”. I listen to my gut, rather than my head. Generally, that's a pretty great form of transportation to intuit things wisely. Sometimes, however, I need to remember the tangible, the practical, and not forget both sides of this aforementioned “bridge”. When I forget, I begin to be “floaty”, looking only toward the invisible Realm, and then I feel that I must really belong “Over There”… I was in such a place when I last wrote.
A Kindred Spirit of mine suggested I read Paulo Cuelho (Big shout out to my Kindred, “M”!! Thank you, Dear One!!!) and so I picked up a copy of his book, “Brida”. Within its covers, his protagonist describes emotions as “wild horses” that cannot be mastered. In the book, one of Brida's Teachers says the following:
“Don't bother trying to explain your emotions. Live everything as intensely as you can and keep whatever you felt as a gift from God. … The best way to destroy the bridge between the visible and invisible is by trying to explain your emotions.”
To this, I say, “Huzzah”!! And yet, it's not easy – mostly because it opens us up wide. It doesn't feel safe. It's a bit like running with wolves. It somehow feels slightly… mad. But then… Why should it be?
The gifts from God/Goddess are innumerable, and yet, reach us as a still, small voice. God is in the rain. She is in the softest breeze, the tiniest pebble, a newborn bird, the embers of a dying fire, a kind word spoken (or written), a smile, a squeeze of your hand…
Goddess bless. You are blessed, and you are a blessing. Thank each and every one of you, each in your own way, for being that blessing.
Namasté.
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