Journey 111 - A Visit to a Brother

10/24/04: A Journey taken at the request of our dear friend to see if her long-since-passed Brother will be there for her Mom when she arrives in the Spirit Nation. I have journeyed before to ask people who have passed to visit with me to bring messages to loved ones. One was a friend of my daughter’s, who messaged me in a startling Dream of a floating Skull on a River. I also visited with another dear friend’s father recently. Both visits are recorded in an earlier entry of this Journal. I knew it was OK to take this journey, for I had received permission to contact the brother in the same manner as had happened with the father..by Crows calling in the Night to signify the presence of Owl, my spirit Guide. The night before, I had asked the Brother to send me a sign if he wished to meet with me. And just as with the Father before, I woke up overnight to hear Crows calling in the darkness. In fact, with the Brother, I woke up twice, to hear the Crow call twice, then once. The calls were farther away this time, so I knew the Brother was coming in from further out in the Spirit Nation. Yesterday morning, I received further confirmation of the impending contact when three Ducks flew over my head in a tight circle as I was performing my morning Prayers. Three Ducks for the three calls, replicating the Circle of Life. And yesterday I saw a huge Hawk sitting on a wire overlooking a highway..the first time I’ve seen that in over a year. It was brown with white blotches..much like the color of my Power Animal. So I knew there was very potent Spirit Energy flowing around and through me, and it was OK to make this contact Journey today.

So I opened up Sacred Space with my Rattle both here at home and over our friend’s Mom’s house, since I’m going there today to fulfill the tasking of yesterday’s Journey to help release her toxic Energies. In a departure from form, I placed the Sacred Candle close to a symbol of Feminine Spirituality that was a gift from a friend who had been to visit with an authentic Shaman in another land, to enhance the power of this particular seeking on behalf of my sisters. I then launched into what was to be a 15 minute Journey to seek out the Brother. As I breathed Shamanically and settled into my Intent, I saw the State of Pennsylvania, and so knew that I was on the right Path..the family came from there. Soon, I saw myself with my two prime Spirit Guides, Owl and Snake, there at my request to assist me. We were standing on an open field in PA. It was fall, so all was yellow and withered. There were Trees encasing this field well off in the distance: the scene was reminiscent of a farming area. Off in the distance stood a male figure, whom I hoped was the Brother. I looked down at myself, and saw myself transforming from human form into a small, white Bunny. This was a first, but I never question where Journey’s go. I assumed by having a Bunny form I would be more pleasing to the Brother. Then, the three of us headed for this male figure, me hopping, Snake slithering, Owl hop-flying. The man was dressed in dark blue jeans and was wearing a heavy jacket, pocket length, light tan in color with a white (or white tinged with yellow) wooly-looking inner lining..L.L. Beanish-looking. He also wore a hat with a brim. As we arrived, sure enough, he picked me up into his arms and gently patted me. I looked at his face. He had a Spirit Being Face, with the dark oval eyes, which I’ve seen so often. But over-layered was a thin rendering of a human face, staring at me. No smile, but no frown either. A bit like old portraits where folks stare rather blankly. He had sandy-blonde hair. I asked him if he was the brother, and he said he was. We then walked the field together. He took me over to a patch of a Garden that was all dry and withered. He told me this was the Garden of His Life, and that it had died prematurely. I asked him if he was sad about this, and he told me he was only sad because the Garden did not feed all the people it was meant to. But he also was at peace with this, since, as he told me, this is the way of Nature..some Gardens just don’t take very well. I then told him that his Mother was dying. He told me he knew that, and saw that I had been to the Golden Room of his Mom’s Helpers in yesterday’s Journey. He said she was a wonderful person, a good Spirit who had lived a very good life. He then told me that when his Mom arrived in that Room, he would therefore be there as well. I then told him that his Sister missed him very much and was crying over him the other night. I saw him reach out toward her and place an amulet of black onyx into her heart. He told me that he had placed a piece of his Spirit Energy within her, and that she can now speak with him at any time..but she will have to learn how to speak in Spirit Language. He looked at me and said that I could teach her how to do so. Then, suddenly, without warning, the CD shut off, as if someone had pressed the off button. I was taken quite aback, but realized very quickly that I had asked all the questions I was to be allowed, and received all the answers I was to have. The Spirit Camp had drained the batteries of the player right as he was telling me to teach his sister to speak in Spirit. I thanked him, my Guides and returned to ground. My wife and I were in tears as I recounted this beautiful, gentle visit to her verbally..especially when the Brother said he would be there to welcome his Mom..a deep wish of our friend’s.

Follow-up: our Friend confirmed, in some amazement, the veracity of the location, attitudes and look of her brother. It WAS him I visited with..