Journey 77 - Spirit Sister in Scotland

7/27/04: A journey to meet with the Shaman I suspect my pastor will meet on her trip to Scotland. I had suggested to her that she would meet such a person, and I wished to see who it was and what he or she would do for her spiritually. She herself had written she expected to come back from this trip changed in a significant way. So I prepared as usual, then began a 15-minute Drum sequence. I was then out in the back yard, and was moving up the Red Maple tree trunk. However, I was climbing through the magnetic attraction of the Maple’s and my own Auras, versus using my hands and arms and legs. This was a first, to being moving along the stickiness of mixed Aural Energies. I rose through the beautiful leaves and branches, only to reach a very dark layer. Almost a mist of cloud, it was thin but thick. Above it was night, below the same day-lit leaves. As I rose above the layer into the night, I saw a single sprig of branched leaves sticking up above the dark layer..and these were still glowing as if bathed in sunshine. I then saw Owl approach, and we were off across the Atlantic to Scotland. We landed in some living quarters, square to near rectangular, with large windows. I saw Anne reading a book. I turned a page for her to alert her to my presence..a tease of sorts. Not sure she actually saw it as there was no response. Owl and I then headed outside and up an orange and pink interlaced swirl of Energy. We landed in a Scottish wooded area next to a Moor. I saw a very old skeleton still tied to a Tree. Then, to my left appeared a Celtic Shaman. He told me his name was Horses’ Hay. He said my friend would see at least one, maybe more, pink Rose while on this trip, tying into an earlier Journey I took at her Church. He showed me some sort of Ceremony at a Gravesite, but I recall little if any detail..it was a fleeting glimpse. He told me he would appear to my friend as both a Sheepdog and at least one Horse. He then showed me a Spirit-World Ceremony on the Moor itself involving her in which he would light the tip of a Sword with a Sacred Flame, then run the Sword through each of her Chakras, energizing them greatly. Her Aura grew to a huge size, encompassing the entire area. He then showed me the new Spirit Body he had made: My friend, with a wreath of Juniper leaves on her head. On her left shoulder I saw first a Bluebird, then a nest of blue Robin eggs with a Robin above. Her new Spirit name would be Callandra. I then slipped into a deeper Theta state, and the only image I recall is of a young lady being restrained from going to her mother. I came back into the Journey to see my friend now also holding a long walking stick or bar of white light in her right hand. This would be of use in opening doors in the Spirit World. The bar was at least 10 feet long.. At this point, I was called back.