Shamanism: Journeys, Works and Healings: 04/01/2007

Visiting Dad

4/11/07: A Journey taken at the Request of a Client to visit with the Earth Soul of her Dad.

As I entered the Spirit World, I found myself standing near a picnic Table next to a beautiful Lake. It was a wonderful, sunny Day, the Air delightful. Her Dad (hereafter referred to as just “Dad”) was sitting at one Corner of the Table, fashioning Objects out of Wood. In short Order, he produced a wooden Soldier (Civil War Era), a Nutcracker, and finally a mahogany Female Figure, posed as if she had just released a Bowling Ball. Dad then got up and motioned for me to follow him. We walked down into a sheltered Depression next to the Lake where there was a campground-type, cement and metal cooking Grille, already fired up. On it he cooked a recently caught Rainbow Trout, no doubt taken from the Lake. He then took a swig of a “local” Beer, but knew I do not drink now, so he did not offer me one. The then picked up a Rifle and shot at a Duck passing over. I tried to stop him, but he laughed vigorously and said, “Ducks and I are Partners in this! Watch!” He hit a passing Duck, who fell to the Water. The Duck then sat upright and yelled back, “Nice Shot!” If Ducks could smile, this one would have been. Dad slapped his Knee and again laughed aloud. He then turned to me and said, “By the way, it was nice of you to visit with my Son [I had done a Journey earlier to visit with my Client's Brother's Earth Soul]. That brought my Daughter great Comfort.” The Scene then shifted. I saw what looked like Dad working on an Engine of a Car leaning over the left Fender, the Hood up. He hit his Head coming up too fast. I then saw him on a Roller going under the Car. Dad then told me, “This is my twin Brother who never got to have an Earth Life, but he has nonetheless been allowed to live a full Life now.” The Scene then shifted again. We were walking along a wide dirt Roadway in some sun-splattered and yellow-green Woods. I saw a little Girl on a Bike which I assumed to be my Client, riding along for a few Seconds and then with her Dad and Mom. I then saw another Scene where Joanne was trying on one of her Dad’s Belts. It was way too big for her, and was hilarious as one End was hanging down like a Leash or Tail. Then, we were back at the Grille, and Dad told me that he visits my Client. “I make things fall at her Work, and move Stuff around in her Car.” The Scene shifted again and we were in a Living Room somewhere. Dad held up a large Painting of a snow Scene he had done (I got the Sense it was “by the Numbers”, though). I took a Picture of him holding it, and when I looked down at what I had captured, Dad showed up as an Owl! He then told me that he flies around Joanne from Time to Time as an Owl. The final Scene was of a Train heading into a Station, whereupon the Train looped around very quickly and rejoined the same Track heading in the opposite Direction. The Call Back then sounded.

4/20 Response:

Hi Ken,

I have read your visit several times today. I remember my father carving pencils out of wood for my brother & I while he was taking his lunch break. My mother, brother & I spent many weekends in the woods w/my father. He had his own logging truck & worked 6 to 7 days a week. We loved being outdoors w/him & had so much fun. It doesn’t surprise me you found him outside. Beer was his favorite drink, didn’t care for the hard liquor. He worked on cars & especially his logging truck. He took very good care of his vehicles.

I remember him buying my brother & I new bicycles from the most expensive bike shop in my town. Are friends were envious. We were so happy & I took very good care of my bike. My brother’s bike was stolen. He was so scared to tell my father.

I must say I have found stuff in my car moved around and blamed it on a Senior moment.
I often pick papers off the floor and my pens & pencils seem to be rolling off my desk many times during the day. Now, instead of thinking I’m having a bad day, I will have pleasant thoughts.

Does my brother, mother & father see each other? Do they live in the same area? How about other relatives that have passed on do they see each other? Now that I know they can move objects, can they make physical contact w/us? The other night I could not sleep, felt something on my knee & I knew that is wasn’t a bug.

Thank you so much for your journeys w/my family. It has brought me comfort & a sense of peace especially w/my brother. You have special gift. Thanks for sharing.

Take care,

Gilson Road Cemetery Spirits

12/01/06: A Journey taken with Permission to check on the Spirits long sensed and seen at the Gilson Road Cemetery in Nashua. Here is what happened the night my Friend and I visited there, about 3 prior:

“At Gilson Road Cemetery. I did not really feel there were any Spirits in the front section, where the Stones were. That area seemed really devoid of any energy, and if there are Spirits seen there, they are merely moving through. The place beyond the tall Pine, however, was rife with Action. I kept catching visual glimpses of a Fire there, and was able to further determine there is either a Spirit Bonfire or a Spirit Funeral Pyre there. Many Spirit People are gathered around that Fire, and some wander to the front of the Cemetery to cool off and then go back. Others wander the Field beyond, as you saw. The main impression I got is that they are waiting for something… As we drove off, I suddenly felt one of the Spirits was running/bounding after us a full tilt, and was keeping up with us even though we were at 35 MPH. I sent this Spirit back by promising to visit more fully in the future. At first I thought it was coming to attack us, but then realized it probably wanted to talk to me… “

I began my Journey in customary Fashion. I went straight over to the Graveyard and stood in the entry Area, where all Sorts of very old Headstones stand sporadically about. Eagle Claw, my Upper World Guide, was standing beside me. Utawa, my Mirror Spirit, was in the Mirror as I looked down at it. It was Night. I walked slowly over to the Tree Line, for this is where I had sensed the Action the other Night. As EC and I walked along, we noticed the Ground seemed to be missing…we were walking on empty, dark Space. We came to the Fire I had seen before. It was huge and roaring away. From behind to the left came a Figure looking a lot like artist Renditions of Sasquatch! He came up to me, and after picking me up to give me a gentle Hug, he put me back on my Feet and took me by the Hand out into the open Field beyond the Tree Line. We began walking back and forth across the Field together, and we were stepping between numerous dead Bodies, lying in various States of Decay. These are not visible in normal Vision. I saw Eagles and Vulture coming down to pick at the Bodies, and then Wolves, Foxes, and other Carnivores coming to do likewise. They all gathered together in a huge Group and stared back at me as I retreated with Sasquatch to the Fire. My Guest then explained to me that these Victims had never been properly buried and mourned. Little Bits had sunk into what became shallow, unmarked Graves. The Fire, he explained, was indeed intended to have been a funeral Pyre, as I had sensed the other Night. He told me the Spirits milling about the Fire and Field were waiting for their Loved Ones to come and get them, and to honor them. Feeling deeply for them, I took my Index Finger of my right Hand and traced out the dark blue Edge of a Doorway in the Air. I then turned back to Eagle Claw and asked, “Should I?” He answered, “Do what is right, Four Hawks.” So I finished bringing the Doorway into Existence. In the End it looked a lot like a Mine Entrance, framed out with rough –hewn Timber. Soon, several Spirits came through the Door and began uniting with the Spirits who had been waiting so long for them. They tended to them, caringly and lovingly. I was told that many of these Spirits will go back through the Tunnel to be with their Friends and Family. But a few will remain behind, because they have grown to like it here. Some will become Nature Spirits eventually, after they are done enjoying the Locale. One of those staying is the Spirit who stood behind Peter when his Picture was taken when the Latter was here before with other Friends. In that Shot, there is a Light over my Friend’s Head. I saw the Young Man, straight out of the 1700s. I was shown that this Spirit has a Sense of Humor: he was holding an old Railroad Lantern over my Friend for the Photo, showing a strong Sense of Humor. I had to chuckle at the Sight. Finally, through this cleansing Action, I was told the Effects at the Gilson Road Cemetery will become considerably less pronounced for the Now-Humans living nearby. I thanked my Spirits and returned.

My Friend's Response:

Hi Ken,
Wow. Your actions will take the attraction out of the area for sure. It has become a common place of visit for Para Normal groups - in fact, Jon, whom you did a journey for, is a member of one that made a visit to Gilson. I have to think that perhaps in some of their member's desire is to help those trapped there, and their prayers may have been the reason why the activity has been diminishing.

I never felt threatened while I was there. I thought it neat that my friend saw a "glow" around me and thought that nothing would happen.

It is your job to help others, right? Keeping Gilson as a local attraction doesn't do those in need any good.

Meeting a Sasquatch like being is interesting - I didn't tell you this: Local legend tells of a hairy being or large dragon like being, behind the cemetery that tends to protect visitors.

Again, you hit it right on the nail. While I will miss the mystic of sneaking around at night and looking at the lights in the field behind the cemetery, I am glad that one of them might still be around - and by his choice. This fits the story of a great Indian battle or battles. Local legend also describes that the area was a haunted site in the 1700s.

Well done Ken.

Interesting on the Indian Rock boy.
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A Haunted House Read

2/24/06: A Journey taken at a Friend’s Suggestion to check out the Spirit lie of the land for a House he has visited in Kingston. He tells me light switches go on and off, things move, etc. We both thought it would be cool to see who is doing this.

As I entered the Spirit World, Eagle Claw brought me through the Forests and Street between here and Kingston. We got to the House, and immediately knew there was indeed and Indian Burial Ground here. We arrived in the Night, and saw many blue Figures moving all over the House, its Roof and the adjoining Yard. There are many Spirits here! We went to where the Burial Ground was and found a Stairway leading down to a Spirit Chamber co-existing with the Graves. There were many light blue Spirits sitting around a Fire. They asked me to sit in with them. One of them spoke. “We welcome you, 21st Century Shaman! You can tell the People living in the house that they don’t know it but are disrespecting us. We sometimes have Cars parked on our Burial Ground. Garbage is sometimes stored here. Once in a while Someone urinates. There is a Telephone Pole stuck into our Grounds. The Grounds run from the left front of the Barn out to underneath the Road. We would like them to honor this Sacred Place. Ask them to place a Reminder of it where People can see it. A big Boulder with a Medicine Wheel painted on would be fine. It would honor us, and tell others that they are on or near Sacred Ground. Plant a few large Bushes there so no-one will park. Ask them to visit us occasionally, telling us they honor our Memory, that they mean us no harm, and that they mean for us to rest well. We have Men and Women and Children buried here.” Then they told me there were more Spirits then them. “More,” I asked? “Yes!” And then I saw two Dark Beings, who were Brothers in Life. “They used to live in this House. They are the meddlesome ones, making the most Trouble. They will have to be removed, but this can only happen with the Permission of the Owners. These Brothers are angry that there are People living in their House. They know we are here, but we leave each other alone. Thank you, Four Hawks, for visiting.” And with that my Visit was over. Eagle Claw brought me back through the local Terrain to my Room. I thanked him and came back.

THE REPLY: my Friend tells me his friend who lives there verified what I had seen..to wit, they had a psychic come in and check the house out and she also had reported there were two brothers haunting it. Phil’s friend was astonished that I could see this without even visiting the house. I may get to cleanse these Beings out once the mother gets back from a trip.

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Visting my Deceased Dad

4/30/04: A most remarkably emotional Journey to the Lower World this morning, and unanticipated. I had earlier mentioned to my wife how our son’s refusal to hang with one of his friends because of excessive alcohol use reminded me of the time I had rejected my best friend at around his age for the same reason. She took this comment to launch a forceful explanation on how she is the only one who should take credit for our son’s actions, and that I little to do with any of the wise decisions he is now making. I was totally unprepared for this (even though I have seen it before), and it wounded my Aura, thereby reactivating an Imprint in my Luminous body which I soon thereafter recognized as having been with me for years. I have, since I can remember, always reacted with emotional resentment and anger when anything to do with my performance in any arena has been assaulted, questioned or undermined by anyone. And thinking of this incident this morning and my reaction to it, I knew I had to get to the source Wounding to finally rid myself of this constantly-triggering Imprint that has poisoning my Aura and Chakras over and over. And I had to do it NOW. So off I went, and I knew right away this would be a different Journey. After Smudging and lighting the Sacred Candle, I used the drum CD. I was not out back this time, but immediately carried into a wooded/flowered area, vibrant with color and pleasant aromas. It was gorgeous. Crosses in Front, my Snake Guide, emerged from a Tunnel entrance in front of me, for the first time wearing a Crown made of glistening Diamonds! Whoa!” I thought to myself, “something is up!” I met with Crosses and asked to be taken to the source Wounding that had left this deep Imprint in my Luminous Body. In fact, I humbled myself before Crosses, almost begging meekly on my knees, and in deep gratitude. Crosses led me down a very resplendent tunnel, lined with numerous, variously-colored Crystal Wands parallel to the floor as far as the eye could see. Down and down we went through this Wonder of Light. We emerged into a rather formless area, where my new Guide, Senses All, was waiting for me. Her eyes were like diamonds, and she likewise had a small crown. I told her I wished to be taken to the Source Wounding, and she took me by the hand and led me into a swirling mass. As we penetrated, Events from my Life went by me. Each was an example of how this Imprint had wounded me and caused anger and hurt. Back and back we went, past my teen years. We then came to a small room with a computer terminal in it(!), and Sense All showed me a long list of Imprint-inspired Chakra poisonings. She smiled and said she wanted me to feel more comfortable in a setting I’m used to in this life as I reviewed my history. :) As the list went further back into my early days, Senses All took me by the hand and led me back into the Swirl of Time. She took me back into the basement of my old house. I saw my Father working at his work bench. He was working on his car engine (he rebuilt it every winter when I was a baby). My mother had let me come down to be with him and walk around a bit (so I must have been two or so). I had picked up a small can of oil and was bringing it to him when it spilled. My Father was always quick to frustration and so yelled at me, telling me to leave things alone, not to help. I felt the Original Wounding occur. I ran and was crying. I now understood why as an older boy and young teenager I had such dread about going down those stairs into the cellar. Senses All then cornered me and told me that we were going to replay this incident, but this time, after the oil spill, I was to react differently. With love and forwardness. Therefore, after the spill, I ran to my Father’s legs and held them tight. I said I was sorry (at least in my mind), that I was only trying to help him. He picked me up, held me to his chest, and said it was OK. It felt SO good to hug him again, I burst into tears..right in the middle of my Journey (a first). I held him tighter and tighter, saying how good it was to be with him again, and how much I loved him. I asked him to forgive me for all the times in the future when I would refuse to help him happily because of this Original Wounding. I then told him I had to get back to my time, that I would be a much better Shaman for having come back to erase this Imprint. I held him so long, and told him I would see him again in the Spirit Camp, but it was wonderful to have held him again. I kept saying, “I love you!”, over and over, in fresh tears. Senses All then took me and said, we now will seal off the Imprint forever. She placed her hand over the Wounded area and the Imprint dissolved. She brought that part of my Luminous Body back to wholeness. I turned and looked at my Father one last time, tears welling once more. He had become a Luminous Body himself, no longer the physical Robe I was accustomed to. I turned with Senses All to begin the Journey back. I was very grateful to her, but a bit too overwrought to say so. But she knew, and I have thanked her since. She led me back to Crosses, who brought me back up the Tunnel to the grove. Crosses told me to sit a while amidst the Trees and drink in their Luminous Energy. As I did so, I became each Tree, and looked over to see myself sitting there. It was very soothing to sit in the Tree Life Forces. Crosses then led me back to my room where I grounded, eyes still wet.

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A Friend's Deceased Mom

5/8/05: A Journey to visit with a Mother, who died within the past two years, on Mother’s Day, on her Daughter's request. As is always the case with visiting the Deceased, I asked permission first. I opened Sacred Space, with my Rattle, lit the Sacred Candle and Smudged prior to this request. As usual, I then held the Crystal Pendulum well above the Candle and asked if it was allowed for me to visit with the Mom. I got a yes. What this means is that my visit with one of the 3 Soul Parts will not interfere with that part’s Spiritual Destiny. I was denied a visit with someone’s deceased Brother recently for that same reason. Therefore I was quite pleased for the Daughter's sake to get that yes. So I placed the Drum Loop on and was off. I had no idea which World we would be going into, so I waited. I very soon found myself on top of a medium-sized Hill, sunny and covered with Flowers and Plants. The Sky was deep blue and had white puffy Clouds floating by. The Breeze was warm and intoxicating. It was the most splendid of Spring scenes, like the perfect spring Day. And then a Queen Bee came by and flew around me a few times. She then stopped right in front of me, as if waiting for me to follow. As I stood and walked toward her, she led me on. Off in the distance I saw a Woman sitting alone. I looked to my right and my Lower World Guide, Crosses in Front, was slithering along through the Grass with me. High above me, my Upper World Guide, Owl, was flying along. But within a few seconds, I came abruptly to a very high Cliff edge. We just kept right on walking through the Air, with no tendency to fall whatsoever. I looked down and well below was a River. It was colored in many bright Hues, and even the Sunlight reflected back in colors. I realized we were over the River that separates this Life from the Life our Earth Souls take on after Death. So we were staying in the Middle World. This meant we would be visiting with Mom’s Suld, or Earth, Soul. We got to the other side and I approached the Woman, young and lovely, sitting on a Log. She had a small collection of Pussy Willows in front of her, and as I looked around I noticed we were in a grove of them. I went up to her and looked at the ground as I spoke, in humble Averting of the Eyes. She told me not to avert, but rather look up at the Sky, and in particular, the Sun. I did so, and noticed the Moon as a black Orb just off-center of the Sun. I could see both at the same time. Today was the New Moon, and so I was witnessing a sight we don’t see on this side of the River..the New Moon as a shiny, black Circle superimposed on the Sun. As I stared at the Sacred Combo, a golden heart formed in a rope of Mana, looking like a Christmas garland, around the two orbs. I then looked back at Mom. She handed me a pair of wooden Knitting Needles, the color of Oak, with two black Caps on each of the non-point ends. These were obviously a Gift to her Daughter. She then began to speak. She told me she was very happy as a soon-to-be Nature Spirit. She told me that when she finishes up being her Earth Soul, her Spirit Energy will go happily and gratefully into the Blue Heron Clan. I then asked her if she knew of the events surrounding her Children. She said yes, and kept referring to them as the Troubles. She said she visits occasionally, and has seen what is going on. She said she was sad that most of the Children were so focused on material gain. She wished they could see the Truth that lies behind the Façade of what they call Reality. She told me she was proudest of this Daughter, for she is closest to knowing the Truth about what is really Important. She told me she is the most Spiritually connected of all her children. She said she has been feisty and admirable all her Life, and she has enjoyed watching her progress in that combination of strength and gentleness that so well defines the well-adjusted Human Woman. She then told me something remarkable. She said that the day she passed, she merged quickly and for a short time with her Daughter. She left within her the Key to the Spirit World. She said it is still there, and when she finds it and opens that Door, the same Beauty and warm Breezes that I experienced at the start of this Journey will pour through that opened Door and sweep all her worries and cares away..and she will have lasting Peace. I then saw her handling an Amulet or Locket that was shaped as a Heart, but for some reason came on very strongly to me as being associated with or even made/filled with Apple. She then told me that she will visit her Daughter on occasion as a Blue Heron. At one point she will leave a Feather for her. It will be mainly grayish with blue fringe. It will be unmistakable, and the Daughter will immediately recognize it as the gift from her Mom. She then leaned forward and showed me her Necklace. It was a very thin chain, of Silver, and had a small, square Onyx as its charm. She then asked if she could merge with me for a few seconds. I said it was fine. I found myself back in my bedroom, feeling the Mom breathing in and out deeply. She said she found it so wonderful to feel that Air rushing in and out of lungs again. She told me her Daughter must do likewise, and gain that tremendous feeling of the Honor involved in being in her Body still. She then left my Body and we were both back at her site. I felt it was time to take my leave and go back across the River. Just as I was turning to leave, the Call Back sounded..so I had to beat feet back. I went from the Hill back to my Yard, and then came back into the Bedroom. I lay on the floor to ground myself fully. I thanked the Helpers and the Mom for the wonderful experience. Notes: The Bee is a reminder to extract the Honey of Life and to make our Lives fertile while the Sun shines. It reminds us that no matter how great the Dream there is the promise of fulfillment if we pursue it. The Elixir of Life is as sweet as Honey, and we can drink of it if we just pursue our Dreams.

5/9/05: While out and about today, a Queen Bee came and stopped right in front of me, exactly as in this Journey. Here was the Spiritual manifested into the physical. I knew the Mom had sent this Bee, or was this Bee. And, I smiled broadly as I said hello.

I never knew there was a River of Spirit Energy separating the Souls here from the Earth Souls “there.” It is obviously easily crossed, but the Great Spirit has seen fit to separate the two existences..more to keep the Living here than to prevent the Passed Ones from coming here, though.

Blue Heron symbolizes the Great Spirit, among other things. It also symbolizes Aggressive Self-Determination and Self-Reliance.

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Why a Friend Committed Suicide

5/24/05: A Journey taken check on a former neighbor who left the World suddenly last week at age 43. I wanted to make sure he got away cleanly, and asked permission beforehand using the Crystal pendulum. Sacred Space was already open from a prior Journey today, so I went right in for a 15-minute Loop. As I concentrated on my Purpose, I saw thick, billowy and totally black Clouds forming. I saw my Neighbor lying retrained on his back, with a huge Centipede-like monster with lit Eyes and Mouth hovering menacingly over him, as if guarding its prey. Eagle Claw, my upper World Guide, in human versus Bared Owl form, came to me on my left and took me aside. We walked onto a Prairie setting and sat, and then Utawa, my Mirror Spirit, arrived. We all stood and looked down into the Mirror surface. I then saw my Neighbor as a young boy. I saw he used to take a series of wallops on his backside from his Dad. These were always stingingly hard, and came at the slightest provocation. My Neighbor took to hiding, in what looked like the Attic, where he would play with his Toys. At one point his Dad found him there and beat him there, too. A Spirit named Red Slow Hoe (a former farmer?) came to visit with my Neighbor when he was hiding. At first he came as a Play Companion, and gave my Neighbor’s Toys an added Magic, an Alive Quality. His Toys therefore took on a Special Life of their own, a Feeling that lasted with Scott for the rest of his Life. This is why he always was out seeking fun on his “Adult Toys” such as Motorcycles and Dirt Bikes. I saw that his Ami and Suns Souls constantly fled the Beatings, but always came back afterward...he was lucky there, for sometimes they don’t. However, over the years, Red Slow Hoe began to take over my Neighbor...and by the end of his Life, all 3 Souls, the Earth Soul included, had been displaced. It was Red Slow Hoe that took the Life of my Neighbor’s Body, not he himself. My Neighbor’s Earth Soul was now under the control of the Centipede. His Ami soul fled to an area between the orbits of Jupiter and Saturn. I saw it wandering about out there. His Suns Soul had fled to a Cave populated by an Armadillo family. At this point, my Helpers told me to take on the Centipede first. I went back into the Black Clouds and approached the Being with both Shaman Staff and Mirror. I firmly commanded the Being to release my Neighbor and go away. It was intent on resisting. My Staff, in my left Hand, now turned to Blue Energy, no doubt courtesy of Utawa, the Blue Shaman and Mirror Spirit. I lowered the Staff slowly toward the Centipede. The Staff shook formidably as I slowly lowered it. My Arm shook on the Bed as the Staff lowered. I worked against the Being’s staunch resistance, and eventually touched the Being’s Head. The Centipede then quickly dissolved into a mass of Rainbow Light and flowed away. The Black Clouds dispersed. My Neighbor got up and began to speak with me. We hugged. He expressed profound regret at what had just happened. He felt he must go now and help his Wife and Sons. I opened up Sacred Space over him and them. I told him he could guide and protect them, but not interfere in their Lives, for they must walk their Own Path. I then went to retrieve my Neighbor’s other two Souls. My Staff easily attracted the Suns Soul from the Cave. I took it to the World River and watched as it floated over the Waterfall’s top and down into the Lower World. I then went into Space and likewise attracted the Ami Soul with my Staff. This I flung into the World Tree, which looks as if studded with Diamonds, those being the Ami Souls of those awaiting their next Life. My Neighbor’s Earth Soul then came back to me to thank me very much for my intervention. I told him I will help him whenever he calls me in a Dream. I told hin I admired him very much and what he had done in his Life: a very successful business and family. He again expressed great Remorse at what had happened. I told him that had I known what was going on with him I might have been able to intervene to prevent his leaving so soon..but it all transpired according to his Sacred Path. The Call Back then sounded and I left my Neighbor to his new Work as I came back to the Room and thanked my Guides while grounding.

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