Journey 134 - For Spirit Sister's Mom

12/6/04: At the request of my Spirit Sister, I took a Journey this evening to attempt to contact the Spirit of her Mom, suffering from advancing Alzheimer’s. I like journeying when it’s dark, for the only Light in the Room is the Sacred Candle. With that Light dancing through the room, I Rattled to the 7 Directions to open Sacred Space, after Smudging with Sage and Sweet Grass. I then whistled four times into my Hollow Bone, to invoke even more transmission capability, as taught to do in a very recent Journey. I then set up a 10-minute Drum loop. As I sat and readied myself through Shamanic breathing, I saw my Upper World Guide, Barred Owl, flapping busily in front of me. Golden particles of Mana were dropping from his outstretched Wings with every flap. I lay down and began the Drums, and found the Sky above us turning a deep violet. The Stars were a pink-lilac color. Behind Owl I saw a light green tornado opening swirling in the Sky, and knew that was our Tunnel. Owl grabbed me and up we flew. I looked behind and saw the impressive rope of golden Mana we were leaving behind as we went ever higher. We entered the Tunnel and passed through an amorphous light green energy zone, with no detail. As we emerged, we were in a comfortably sized home library, with green the only color except for the golden lamp shades and a few other objects that were their own color. We sat at a table in the room’s middle, bookshelves beyond us on the wall. Owl sat to my left and became Eagle Claw. I asked him if Sister’s Mom would come and visit with us. He nodded, and began crying in a most unusual pitch, which I would fail miserably in attempting to duplicate, calling in Mom’s Spirit. Within seconds, she appeared, looking as she does now (or at least when I last saw her). She immediately said, “Hi, it’s good to see you again.” I asked her if she knew why I was there, and she nodded yes. She told me to tell her daughter that it was only her Mental Body that was fading away (I got a very brief glimpse thereof..and it was semi-transparent already), but her Spirit Body was in great shape. She said she was very calm and peaceful in her Spirit, and found being in her body now a bit like being a child again. There was less and less preconception, she said, and all around was resonating with a strange newness. I asked if she had a message for her daughter. She asked me to tell her once more how proud she was to have lived to see serve their Lord is such a meaningful way. She told me that her daughter herself would know when the time was right to move on for even further Spiritual advancement. I asked her if she knew her husband had passed to the other side. She told me, yes, and that she visits with his Spirit quite regularly.* I asked how long she would be suffering in her Physical Body, and at first she said 2.3 years, but later qualified it, saying that chance happenings could shorten that time considerably. I asked her what she thought of her new care-giver home and she said it was a great decision, that her Body would apparently be well taken care of. She then mentioned that even though Sister doesn’t like wearing rings, she should occasionally wear the one with the small green stone as a reminder of her first Shamanic visit during which this contact with her has been established. She said her daughter should celebrate this Christmas by remembering all the joys of past Christmases when she, Mom, was alert and able to fully engage in the holidays. I asked her if she wished to visit with me again and she said yes. I asked, if I didn’t initiate the Journey, how I would know she was asking to see me. She said she would place an Orange in my Dreams. The last thing she said made no sense to me, and may not make any sense to Anne either, but here is a phonetic rendering: “Wizzy Why Woos-whoosh.” At this point, I realized the visit was over, and Owl and I returned through the Tunnel to the Middle World. I sat with him and went over all I had been told so as not to forget it. Then, the Call Back sounded, and the Journey was complete.

* I had introduced apparently false info here..her husband had not passed recently, but Sister’s grandfather. True to form, her mother was nice enough not to embarrass me by correcting me, but merely went on to say she touches her husband’s Spirit from that part of her own existence. I then received this message the next day from Sister herself: “Actually, I think your "mistake" worked out for the best. She did have a husband, my father, who has passed. That was 24 years ago. There are a number of pictures of him up in her room. Until very, very recently she always talked to me using the terms either of "your father" if she meant her current husband. I've noticed that since she's been in there, she keeps asking me about "your father"...if I've seen him today, if he's coming, etc. When my dear friend went with me on Saturday they were looking at the pictures. My friend pointed to a picture (an old courting picture) of my father and asked "Who is that?" My mother said, "That's my current husband."

So she may well be visiting frequently with my father's spirit and not have him confused with anyone else at all. So that question was actually the most comforting part of the whole thing! I was a bit surprised that you asked it, but I was glad. The whole thing was very comforting, almost like a message from the "other side" since she is beyond communication on this side, for the most part. Thank you so much for visiting with her.”