Thursday, February 25, 2010

old man of the sea and little innocence

This week I have been working on my own self development. I have been working with two complimentary aspects of the self. That side of our self that is old and wise and filled with experience, and the side of ourselves that is young and innocent, but seeing the world anew. It seems to me that these two aspects can be very powerful when working together. One combigns the knowledg and experiance of life with the imagination and excitement of youth. While I was talking to these to aspeccts they explained to me how, for example, they worked together to allow me to give good council to a friend. I had to find a creative way of getting a message or idea to them in such a way that they would accept the idea. I wish I could write more, but I am out of time.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

one busy druid

Recently I am finding my self getting flooded with requests for healing or spell work or just plain old spiritual counseling. Problem is it seems to be coming at a time in my life when I am having difficulty making time for it. School and three part time jobs really fills up my weeks. Still have to make time for my own family in there not to mention my own daily spiritual work! Which really hasn't been daily, but darn close.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

...and I am back.

I have my connection back again today. Sadly I feel another migrain trying to come on as well. This time I am ready for it though.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010


Today I feel a dissconnect to the ancestors spirits and gods. I am not sure the why of it, though I suspect it has to do with recent events. I was to go and do some healing work with a client on monday, however that was put to an end when I went to start my Jeep and found...nothing. Dead battery. So the day became about getting that sorted out. Yesterday eveing I had a Chemistry test. I didn't do as well on it as I would have liked I am sure, on top of that I got a huge migrain that came on quickly. The pain was so intense that on my drive home I began to vomit. Nothing to humble a man like driving home sitting in his own vomit. I had another test this morning in A and P. That went much better. I am feeling fine today other then this sudden dissconnect. I tried a meditation, but just couldn't "get into it". It did feel good to just sit and pet my dogs though and listen to the birds. Maybe I am just tired from not sleeping well last night. I think that's it. A good nights sleep tonight and I'll be back to my old self. I don't like this feeling though and wish it would pass.

Friday, February 12, 2010

the power of myth: an example

spring comes early where I live. I chose to forgo my usual meditation and circle of protection to tend my yard and plant the last of the house warming plants we received. Growing up I never took much interest in plants or my father's bountiful vegetable garden. I was FORCED to pull weeds or plant things. I did not care to help my mother water her indoor plants either. Plants were always all around. Now as an adult living in a very arid part of the country, I have come to realize the value of plants and trees in ways I never did before. I took great joy and satisfaction working in the dirt again. I found myself talking to the trees and bushes. I was distraught to find that some six legged varmint has been feasting like a glutton on my Basil! perhaps the most special moment was when I planted the Pomegranate next to the pond. It's a four year old tree and I am told supposed to produce fruit this year. A couple months back a small woman of Asian descent came to the pagan meetup group I facilitate. She had emailed me a few times before coming to try and feel us out. She was so shy she practically collapsed into herself sitting there. I don't think she spoke a word the entire first meeting, but afterwords came and spoke with me a bit one on one. Over the last few months I have had the pleasure and honor of watching this woman "emerge" from her hiding place deep within herself. Like the oak seed that finally sprouts and pushes it's little head through the soil and into daylight. Not long ago the group was discussing the goddess Persephone. Unknown to me at the time, this story, which she was hearing for the first time struck her deeply. Perhaps deeper then any of us will ever fully understand. She chose to show her gratitude for sharing the story in a way that left me touched and a bit speechless. She gave to me a pomegranate tree. When I look at this tree in its dormancy and I think of the little shy woman I first met. I don't think people would recognize her any more. She now smiles brightly and speaks loudly. Her eye has a sparkle like sun off sterling silver. She has found joy and friendship. Yes she still has challenges in her life, but she is no longer alone. Magick has found her. I only hope that my little tree will spring to life as well as the little woman who gave it to me.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

possible up coming events

I have been asked to do a healing for a man who has begun to suffer from Grand Mal seizures. I also may be getting to participate in shamanic exercism of a malicious spirit from a persons body. We shall see what develops.

P.s. Lets add a sick cat to the list.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

The power of being still

The call came early in the morning. It was one of those calls that you knew probably wasn't going to be good news. I was right. In a matter of seconds I came to understand the meaning of the three omens I had been seeing in dreams and in scrying. I didn't go in to work that day, I chose instead to be with my friend. I spent the day with them, mostly just listening and taking care of them. I wished their was more I could do. Some sort of spell I could put together to make it all better or different, to make it less painful. Sadly, some times there is just no ritual that can be done in those moments. As I write this, my friend in this story called me to tell me I saved her life that day and I am reminded that some times the most powerful magick we can perform is to just be the stillness at the eye of chaos. To bear silent witness to the pain and suffering, to just listen, to just be there.

Deep with in the still center of my being my I find peace,
Silently with in the grove may I share peace,
Gently within the greater circle of human kind may I radiate peace.
--druid prayer of peace