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The Settling of the Manor of Tara.... [Apr. 5th, 2011|07:56 pm]
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*Disclaimer: So, I sort of feel like I may be usurping this community but I haven't seen many posts so I have been posting. If anyone gets tired of seeing my posts, let me know and I will stop posting as often..

On that note, I am taking a Celtic Shamanism class this term and one of the books we are reading for class is "The Celtic Way of Seeing (Meditations on the Irish Spirit Wheel" by Frank MaEowan. A great book in case you might be interested, BTW.

In the book, MacEowan features an abbreviated version of The Settling of the Manor of Tara. The story is one of forgetting the proper order of things and regaining the knowledge. One of the things that is spoken of is the Directions of the Wheel and I thought I might relate what is said and ask that people think of where they are on their own personal Wheel....

"Knowledge dwells in the West. It is there we soak in Wisdom.

Battle dwells in the North. The only true battle being the one within. It is where we go to test ourselves, to challenge ourselves, to refine ourselves.

Prosperity dwells in the East. It is where we learn of the bounty of life and how to share it.

Music dwells in the South. The place where we heal our senses and remember the Great Song.

Sovereignty dwells in the Center. Where we are in right standing with our destiny, The people around us, the earth beneath us. As it always has been, as it will be from now until the end of time."

I myself am with one foot in the North and one foot in the South. I really love all that is revealed to me every time I journey and cannot wait to see what is next.
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Why shamanism? [Apr. 2nd, 2011|06:35 pm]
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This is a question I am often asked by friends and sometimes people I meet. People are curious, I mean, Shamans and Shamanic practioners are not people who are very well known....meaning, that in our society, the shamanic arts is still what one would call a "subculture".
anyways, when I am asked this question, I tell them this....
Shamanism calls to my heart and my soul. Shamanism, by it's very roots in ancient ways, connects me to my fathers and mothers, my aunts and uncles, my brothers and sisters, my grandparents.....from days of old.

Through Shamanism, I have become a better Jew, I am more connected to G-d and in turn, more connnected to myself and all that I hold dear.
Because of Shamanism, I am a better daughter, better wife and better mom and soon, I will be a better grandmother to the child my daughter carries within her womb.

Because of Shamanism, I am a better member of the human race.
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My mark [Mar. 21st, 2011|08:49 pm]
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I have recently, been drawn to the Norse Shamanic practices. I am actually pursuing a degree in sociology and will actually be working as a Shamanic practioner. Late in 2010, I began having a dream in which I was instructed to mark my body. I was told to apply the Helm of Awe and that there would be Runes that would also be placed on myself. I just had the work finished and wanted to share with you guys.
If this isn't allowed, I understand, but I am placing it behind a cut out of courtesy.

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Transformation, Part I [Feb. 2nd, 2011|08:10 pm]
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Last week, I had a fascinating Dismemberment Journey that I only recalled a couple of days later. I went to the Lower World to visit with my Power Animal, and she and Eagle grabbed me up and flew me to Void. There, I underwent a "spiritual" dismemberment (something different from the more corporeal ones I am used to, the animals-come-and-eat-me type). The next morning, I went to the beauty school and had them cut off my hair (was nearly to my waist) - I felt I needed a change. I haven't had short hair in 30 years. And when I went to my next stop and got out of the car, hundreds of Crows were in the trees and on the buildings and in the sky, completely surrounding me. It was a truly glorious event! When I got home, I decided to change my eating habits and rejoin the gym. It was only the NEXT day that I recalled the Journey. Guess it worked, hmm? :o)
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Deer [Feb. 2nd, 2011|07:32 pm]
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Hello. I've been a lurker for some time now. I apologize if this sort of thing isn't quite kosher hereabouts, but I am in need of a spot of advice.

Several years ago I had a dream that was quite clearly a message from the spirit world. I had only one such dream aside from this, in which I received a name. That dream left little room for interpretation. This one, however, has had me confused for years. I've provided the dream under the cut for context, but reading it is not necessary for my question, I think.
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Now I realize that dreams are very personal and that none of you can interpret this for me. I feel that I've largely figured it out on my own. I have always identified with the hawk so there is no doubt that I was anyone but myself in this dream. I am almost certain I know who the wolf represents. I have always thought that the wolf was attacking the buck to save me but now I am inclined to believe he was joining the buck in attacking me.

However I know of no one who identifies themselves with the Deer- either female or male- and there is no one in my life whom I personally associate with the Deer, either. Therefore I am at a loss as to how to interpret his presence in the dream. Should I take him at face value and see him simply as the archetype, the spirit of the Deer? And if so should I apply that interpretation to the Wolf as well? Should I put the dream aside until I encounter someone in my life who identifies with or whom I associate with the Deer? 

Thank you for any advice you might have.

[x-posted in an edited form to my own journal]
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(no subject) [Jun. 27th, 2010|09:50 am]
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A good friend of mine recently linked to this amazing post about cultural appropriation. Whilst it focuses on the use of Native American imagery in popular culture, in particular as a fashion accessory, it hits on a lot of spots I think are very relevant to the discussion of contemporary shamanic practice. Do any of you see a difference between white people using such things to make themselves look "awesome" and the use of such things by white people to "make them feel more in touch with nature" or whatever? I still haven't heard an argument for why some middle class suburban housewife should be entitled to prance around wearing a headdress made out of actual wolf because it makes her feel speshul and spiritual or whatever.
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Totems [Feb. 6th, 2010|02:22 pm]
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Hello all. I'm having a hard time wrapping my head around something, and was hoping your community would be able to help.

For the life of me I can't quite grasp the "why" behind "totemism," or this idea (or reality?) of each human being having a sort of animal archetype patron. I have an animistic viewpoint, and as such see that there are human persons, and also not-human persons as well, like say pine trees, or hawks or what have you - animals, plants, rocks, etc. So I just don't understand why human people would have other people, usually animal people, in this sort of relationship with them. I don't get it. Why do humans have "totems"?
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hello. [Jan. 3rd, 2010|10:02 pm]
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I would love to learn more about Shamanism. What can you guys recommend me? (who's who in shamanism, books, websites, etc.)

thanks in advance
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The Urban Heart. [Dec. 21st, 2009|12:36 pm]
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Happy Solstice, I am under the weather today and not feeling too hot. I am chugging down echenaica tea and gonna head up to Serpent Mound in Ohio for a solstice celebration. I hope the good spirits of the earth will heal my body so I can celebrate Christmas with my mother and family.

Anyway. I have been meaning to write this essay since June but being a procrastinator, I have been dick-dodging  this all summer and all fall. Now that it's Solstice and the start of a new decade.  I decided it's time for this essay.

I am a practicing shaman, following the traditions of Druidry and Asatru. I don't want to usurp the paths of Natives so I stick to European traditions in an attempt not to appropriate cultures that are not mine to steal. Not to say I am not appropriating traditions of the Vikings and Celts but at least with that I am not pulling white privilege all over the god-damn place.

But this isn't about cultural appropriate which is another rant for another day. This is about living in the city and understanding magic and power of the city.

I've had the joy of growing up with a father that taught me a lot about the wonders of nature and how the Earth Mother provides and protects us (note my father never talks about Gaia he was very bigoted Christian conservative) how the stream speaks to us, the dancing of the trees in the wind. I fished and hiked with my father. I even caught a fish and had the honor of eating my kill. It was my father that in some way., lead me to be a pagan. Because I had the early education and the understanding how nature hold things together. 

I understood the power of the lake, the forest and the hills. I hike in worship, pick up garbage from the trails in honor. I love my mother and I do all I can to honor her. However late after a meet-up group. I was given a ride back with from a friend, he was a good guy and  I enjoyed talking to him. He was going on how I should do my totems (cockroach and rat) in a comic in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. I laughed and chuckled and I told him about my childhood growing up in the woods. I even mentioned I spent  a few weeks or a month in a tent in my back yard. Then he mentioned how fortunate I was to have those experiences and that the kids today growing up in the city surrounded by concrete and asphalt never knew the pleasures and lessons I had.

Now wait just a moment. Why do people assume that the city is dead? That Gaia just says "Whoops I can't be here bye-bye" and turns her green butt around soon she nears the city limits? I also had another experience growing up too. I learned that the city was alive. Just as the hills, lakes, rivers, woods, and swamps where. That Gaia shows up in the city in strange ways and she speaks to those who listen and appreciate both the power of city and how life morphs and changes. Does not dandelions grow up from the cracks in asphalt? Does not the trees beside the road shade us? Can't you see the runs and watersheds that pour in water into the rivers that they feed? I saw that. I saw that city was live with people, and pets and trains that never stop moving and highways constantly bringing people home. I never saw the city was dead and empty. I saw it as different and alive and for some a home. We shouldn't shrug our shoulders as parks and watersheds are polluted.  We should pick up garbage and do what we can to honor Gaia with the city as well. Listen to the tiny voices of, centipede, squirrel, mouse, wren, and lizard.  

The city is alive, we should take time to see and recognize that.
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To connect with an animal, don’t destroy it [Sep. 2nd, 2009|12:21 am]
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This is a thought I have had a while ago, but haven’t voiced it. While many of us may have a respect and connection to animals, to further strengthen this sometimes pelt or parts of the actual animal are used as part of a ritual or component. But the source of these pelts and parts, more then likely come from people who kill these animals for amusement, a sport, a hobby  and have no respect or ideas of it. In the result of taking it, we have removed it from its ecological function, and from living what further life it could have, and living. To pretend to be a animal such as a wolf (or any other) with such a pelt an actual one had to die, which seems a strange and unethical to me.

If one wishes or does have a connection to an animal within, then look inside the self and to your own spirit, for that one component outshines manifold the power of any and all material things.    


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