Healing The Past Self

Healing The Past Self

I don’t often put myself into the hands of someone else to do healing, as I usually think that I can do most of it myself. However, occasionally someone else can spot something that you are either missing, or deliberately avoiding. When I went to see a fellow shaman, the wonderful Debra Delglyn, then what began as a chat and a quick massage of sore legs turned into a proper therapy session! After doing Hellrunner again this year I had sore legs. I hadn’t actually anticipated a massage but when I got there I cheekily asked if I could have one, and Debra obliged thankfully. Debra seems to use massage as an entry point for a greater healing experience. As my muscles relaxed she was sensing something wasn’t right through her bio-feedback mechanisms...

Summer 2015 – P4 – Tara Celebrations

Summer 2015 – P4 – Tara Celebrations

Hill of Tara – County Louth, Ireland It was still the first day of our visit, but we had checked into the B&B in order to get freshened up and prepared for an evening at The Hill of Tara. We were staying in Blackrock – quite a way out from the main attractions, but very reachable in our hire car. The travel gave us thinking and preparation time. Talking of preparation – before I left that evening I decided to do a tarot reading for the events that might happen. In a bid to get one up on The Future I did some divination. Let’s call it preparation. I drew three tarot cards that would be my guidance for the events that were to come at Tara – one card for the Past, one for the Present and one for the Future: A Quick Reading At the...

Stalking or Tethering p6 Solstice 2015

Stalking or Tethering p6 Solstice 2015

Prolog If you pop over to Chris’s post you will learn that he had gained an interesting insight into my, what I am now going to call, Magician Quest. Although it might be good to have it under the banner of ancestral quest too. As I learned, it was about this ancient magician, who was in my ancestral line, summoning up the energies (spirit?) of dragons from Albion to use to tame the Djinn in an effort to gain an artifact known as the Ring of Solomon. Talk about a mouthful of Arabian Nights! What Chris had learned was that should I embark on this quest then I would be tempted to call on Dragon Energies myself. To avoid that scenario he had learned that I had to tether the dragons here, in Albion. I have to confess, had the need arose I would have done it,...

Of Fay, Magician, Djinn and Dragons p3 Solstice 2015

Of Fay, Magician, Djinn and Dragons p3 Solstice 2015

After the impossible event that had just occurred I was excited to see what would happen next. I had placed the Coin (that had the ability to read the hearts of others) and a quartz crystal on top of the Seat of the King. The king walked into the mound. What I mean is that he was stood ephemerally in the stone of the mound. Then bending down he looked through the crystal that was atop the coin, directly at me. Aha…I thought to myself. I hadn’t used the coin like that! You are looking into your ancestors, the king said. It wasn’t a question. So I didn’t respond. The magician that bound the dragons was using them to gain a greater prize. He was trying to use them to tame our very distant cousins, the Djinn.  Really, the Djinn are your...

Meadowsweet, Larks and Loughcrew – Summer 2015 – P1

Meadowsweet, Larks and Loughcrew – Summer 2015 – P1

In the first of my seven Summer Solstice stories I will tell you about how I encountered an ancestral spirit who would work with my Spirit Self to bring about a culmination of my ancestral work on this weekend’s journeying. This was only realised through the two days work, so the stories piece into each other like fragments of a mirror revealing a full picture towards the end. In order to pull all the stories together I have used the tag Ireland solstice 2015. Sunset to Sunrise I was asleep at sunset and then awake again at sunrise. Seems like a long time, but actually it was only a few hours. On arrival, tired by excited, we zoomed off in the hire car heading for the first destination. It was a place I had heard of by reputation, but we hadn’t...