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Why I don’t do New Age

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on January 21, 2012 by cheshirecatman

The other day I attempted to sign up for an online starseed forum. Now, normally the very term “starseed” translates into “Danger! Danger Will Robinson!” in my mind, but occasionally I have moments of weakness and seek answers to some of my personal questions from  other incarnate earth peoples. As has often happened before, this was a major lapse of judgment.

The first problem was during the sign up process. I had to choose my type from several choices, and I did not know which to select as I am not one thing and not even 100 percent sure of the ones that I think I might be. Then the registration form asked, “What is the most powerful force in the universe?” I made the mistake of being honest, and attempted to type in “I don’t know.” The registration failed to go through. I was a bit surprised to realize that whomever set up this site thought there was a wrong or right answer! So then I guessed “God” and that was also wrong!! I only got it right when I thought of typing in the most New Agey thing I could thing of, and that was “love.” Bingo.

Registration process completed, I had to go to my email inbox, open a message from them, click the link and then I’d be a member. Or so I thought. Wrong! I had to fill out a profile form before I was approved to join their group of enlightened beings. I tried. I really did. But I reached my line in the sand when I got to the part of the form asking me to describe in some detail my “mission.”

Now, if I knew my precise “mission” (presuming there is one) I would not have any use for their forum. I would simply finish my mission and get the hell out of here. The whole “special purpose” belief is one of the things that irks me the most about these New Agey starseed types (to me, it suggests that nonstarseed humans have no purpose and are less special). I stared at the screen. Damn. If I typed “I don’t know” then the answer would be wrong and I would not be allowed to join (me weeps big tears here, NOT). And I was not willing to spend any amount of time composing an elaborate lie just to get in. It was time to throw in the towel. At least my friend Snow (who I was chatting with at the time) and I had a good laugh about it. I suppose that’s worth something.

My original plan had just been to join the forum and read up on any info relevant to my beliefs. I would likely have had to quit sooner rather than later anyway, it happened before when I was part of a walk-in forum and the administrator laughed at my therian ideas while believing herself to be an angel or alien something. The hypocrisy of some “special” people blows my mind at times. I am better off relying on myself and my network of lwa, guides, mediums, energy workers and Vodou folks.

In closing, I’d like to share Robert’s Rant. Robert is the owner of Edge of the Circle Books, one of my favorite Seattle shops. Enjoy 🙂

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Some thoughts on spirits, guides and totems

Posted in Animals, Spirit Guides, Therianthropy with tags , , on November 28, 2011 by cheshirecatman

Due to a user name snafu, my friend Angel and I had not talked for months. We finally found each other in chat over the weekend and the conversation was, as usual, fascinating and filled with instances of sharing the same thoughts (we are almost like twins that way, even though we are not related in this life).

As she is an experienced energy worker, I wanted her opinion on something. When I express gratitude to deities/lwa/spirits, I have a natural tendency to intentionally direct energy out through my hands. I’d also noticed the sensation of energy flowing upwards from what feel like small openings (the energy equivalent of pores?) along the tops of my shoulders and the back of my neck.

Angel’s take on this was not what I expected. She thought the sensation was the result of an exchange of energy between myself and a spirit guide. To support me, this guide stands behind me and puts his hands on my shoulders. She described him as tall and noble, with long dark hair and a Native American feel. He has a two-part name beginning with a ‘sh’ sound. I am not sure who this spirit is, but I like the idea of his presence and support (I can use all the support I can get). Also, I forgot to save the chat text and am writing this from memory, so I hope Angel will feel free to comment and point out any errors I may have made.

The same day another friend of mine was posting multiple photos of her totem animal (one of the big cats) on Facebook.  This got me thinking. I’ve never done much exploration into whether or not I have a totem animal. I suppose I never felt a need to. Popular parlance seems to view totems as animal spirit guides. Which got me thinking again. If my essence is animal, and I don’t have totem animals, does that make my bipedal spirit guides my totem humans? Yes, I am being a little facetious. But only a little.

From Wikipedia:

A totem is a stipulated ancestor of a group of people, such as a family, clan, group, lineage, or tribe.[1]

Totems support larger groups than the individual person. In kinship and descent, if the apical ancestor of a clan is nonhuman, it is called a totem. Normally this belief is accompanied by a totemic myth.

Although the term is of Ojibwe origin in North America, totemistic beliefs are not limited to Native Americans. Similar totem-like beliefs have been historically present in societies throughout much of the world, including Africa, Asia, Australia, Eastern Europe, Western Europe, and the Arctic polar region.

In modern times, some single individuals, not otherwise involved in the practice of a tribal religion, have chosen to adopt a personal spirit animal helper, which has special meaning to them, and may refer to this as a totem. This non-traditional usage of the term is prevalent in the New Age movement, and the mythopoetic men’s movement.

If this is accurate, then a totem would be ancestral. Then I would say my totem would have to be one of the large cats. Except that I likely would not call them a totem. I’d call them an ancestor.

 

Anticipation and introspection

Posted in Lion People, Sekhmet with tags , , , , on October 22, 2011 by cheshirecatman

I love October. I love the look and smell of it, but also the feel of it. The energy changes, and the dead are nearby.

In a couple of weeks, I will be attending my third Fet Gede. I’m looking forward to it.

I recently finished reading my second Murry Hope book (her autobiography, “The Changling”). Ms. Hope is a fascinating woman who seems quite sane. She does not seem to be “in it for the money” (she has lived at poverty level on more than one occasion) and is not, in my opinion, attempting to start any type of cult movement or set herself up as a leader. She is too much of a loner for that. And I had to laugh at the fact that, while some people would no doubt classify her books as “New Age,” the woman herself hates New Age stuff. Her autobiography was tastefully candid and not always flattering. When I began the book, I hoped that it would help me clarify my thoughts on the first book I read by her, “The Lion People.” And it has.

I believe Ms. Hope is legitimate. Is everything she writes true? I don’t know. But I believe she is being honest in her books. Any doubt I have is due to the nature of channeled information—there is always a margin for error of interpretation, whether due to the receiver’s personality/desires or the clarity of the signal.

I have leapt right into my third Murry book, “The Sirius Connection.” And I have another book about the lion people on order. My connection with Sekhmet and my own therian nature seem to be spurring me onwards. It’s an interesting ride.

Think you’re not psychic? Think again!

Posted in Agwe, Animal communication, Divination, La Sirene, Psychic, Vodou with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 24, 2011 by cheshirecatman


I just finished reading Sylvia Browne’s “Life on the Other Side.” I enjoyed it quite a bit, although I question her belief that there are no insects on the others side (when all other living creatures seem to be there). I am not a fan of insects in particular, but life is life. I also question her belief that humans do not incarnate as other species…that you are created as the species you are and stay that way. As someone who believes in therianthropy, that belief invalidates my own personal experience and that of people like author Linda Tucker, but who knows. There are a variety of explanations for differences in experience, and she could be right. Or perhaps cross-species incarnations are not common *shrugs.* I still enjoyed the book, and her descriptions of the other side are quite beautiful, even if they do appear to be viewed through a slight Christian and Eurocentric lens.

After reading two of Browne’s books fairly close together (the last one being “Afterlives of the Rich and Famous”), I was craving a change in viewpoint, so I started reading John Edward’s “Infinite Quest.” Like Linda Tucker’s book on the white lions, Edward’s book was also part of an introductory book club package (although I did choose this book because I loved John Edward’s television show “Crossing Over,” whereas I knew little about Linda Tucker before reading her book).

I did not realize that “Infinite Quest” is basically a 101 course in psychic development. This discovery both surprised and pleased me, as I am always interested in and open to suggestions on developing that muscle. However, as this book contains exercises you are supposed to do as you read each chapter, it is not a good book to read on the bus, where I do most of my reading these days. So, my bus book is now Edward’s earlier book “Crossing Over,” which is autobiographical. So now I am treating myself to a double-dose of John Edward, which is a lot of fun.

One of the things that really hit home for me in “Infinite Quest” is in Chapter One, where he talks about the five psychic senses:

Just as we have five psychic senses of seeing, hearing, smelling, feeling, and tasting, we have psychic ones that correlate…

Clairvoyance–clear seeing

Clairaudience–clear hearing

Clairsentience–clear feeling

Clairalience–clear smelling

Clairambience–clear tasting

I would like to be the first person to tell you that there is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING CLEAR about any of the above experiences at all. I jokingly think that they should be called instead subtle-voyance, subtle-audience, et cetera . . . you get the point.

—John Edward from “Infinite Quest”

Ever since Puck crossed over and I began this spiritual journey into Vodou and attuning myself to the spirit world, I’ve been constantly reminded about how wrong my ideas about psychic experience were. Sylvia Browne hates the word ‘imagination’ because it’s used so often to dismiss experiences that don’t take place in the solid physical world. For many years I had the mistaken belief that I was not very psychically gifted at all. I knew that I had a very vivid imagination, however and, like most westerners, thought the two were very separate.

And that is where the learning curve gets a bit tricky. We all have some ability in imagination, visualization and, I truly believe, psychic ability. But how do we know what is imagination and what is psychic information?

When receiving a reading from a psychic, John Edward recommends you ask yourself if anything they said was validated by your experience. Did they tell you anything specific about your past, present or someone you know? If not, then you should probably take what they say with a grain of salt.

But again, this is trickier when you are acting as your own psychic. How do you know if the information you receive is real or just wishful thinking?

There are no easy answers to this and you will need to set aside your ego and emotions, which is not an easy task.

One of my truth vs imagination gauges is to ask myself if the information is something I’d be likely to imagine on my own. For example, at a Zimbate healing workshop, the students were asked to contact their healing guide and listen for a name. I did not get a name during the workshop, but did receive one the following day. I saw it in my mind’s eye, written on a piece of yellow notebook paper. It was a foreign-sounding name, one that I was completely unfamiliar with. And when I googled it, I found that it was indeed a real name, although there was some question as to whether it was Hawaiian or Meso-American in origin. Because it was a name so outside of my experience, I accepted this information as legitimate, more so than I would have if the name was one I expected to hear. While this particular “vision” was fairly clear, some of the information I receive is much less so.

During an animal communication workshop with Tracy Ann, we were instructed to ask one of Tracy’s dog for his nickname. I got an impression of the word “donkey” and immediately doubted it, thinking that it could not be right. As it turned out, it was not exactly right, but close. This time, I “heard” the word rather than “saw” it. The dog’s nickname turned out to be “monkey,” as he liked to climb up tall haystacks. While I did not interpret the information clearly, you can easily see the similarity in the two words. Neither word was one that I would associate with a dog. In this instance, I was lucky because the situation was one where another person could validate the information for me.

During the Intuitive Bootcamp workshop I took with Shannon Knight, I often found myself accessing personal information psychically that would be difficult to validate outside of myself. It has always been a challenge for me to get past my inner critic/skeptic and accept things as I experience them. I am getting better at it. I’m not saying that one should not question one’s experience; more that you should refrain from intensive questioning while you are receiving the information. Once the immediate experience is over there will be plenty of time to digest, question, analyze and reach your own conclusion. When you are receiving information about past lives it can be difficult if not impossible to obtain validation from the outside, especially if the particular life is a very old one or you lived in a remote area or the location is not specific. Most of us were not famous historical figures (and, honestly, if I saw myself as one I would be questioning the information like crazy). During many of the bootcamp exercises, images I saw in my mind’s eye did not feel much different from many of my more detailed imaginings (with the exception of one vision that had both visual and audio stimuli). The main difference was intention—when I am planning an art project (and this would not apply to the many projects that pop up in my mind on their own), I am deliberately visualizing color, materials, construction and methods of problem-solving and so naturally the images are largely what I expect to see. In the bootcamp, my intention was to receive an answer to a question, but then I would attempt to keep my mind open to whatever might appear.

In the Vodou realm, my experiences with both La Sirene and Agwe were subtle as well. The first direct experience of La Sirene that I am aware of was on a bus. I was lightly dozing when I felt someone sit down next to me. When I opened my eyes and saw the empty seat next to me, I fortunately had the presence of mind to quickly close my eyes and see what impressions I might receive. And I saw a lovely mulatto or Latina woman in a blue and white dress. This impression, while fairly clear, was still not too different in feel from what we call “imagination.” A brief vision I had of being on a beach with Agwe was very similar. In the past, my skeptical mind might have dismissed them as wishful thinking.

So before you assume that you have zero psychic ability, I would suggest that you examine your expectations about how such information manifests itself. Those subtle nudgings and images that you dismiss as daydreaming or imagination could be something more, and you may be more attuned than you think.

Rada fet and exploding roses

Posted in Azaka, Damballah, Divination, Erzulie, Ghosts, Legba, lwas, Possession, Psychic, Religion, Ritual, Sekhmet, Spirit Guides, Spirits, Therianthropy, Vodou with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 8, 2011 by cheshirecatman

(First of all, I apologize for the sensationalistic title—I couldn’t resist. The “exploding roses” refers to an energy exercise. Nobody blew up roses at the fet.)

Rada fet for Bossou and Azaka

Last night’s fet was quite interesting for me personally, both in terms of new experiences and things I witnessed. I think I’ve come a long way since last year’s Rada fet.  At that time, my head was more closed and the identity of my met tet was still a mystery to me.

Slinky picked me up at 5. During the car ride, she mentioned that she ran across a chicken not far from her home. She’d had the thought of picking it up and bringing it along to the fet, but then thought the better of it (tongue-in-cheek here). The fowl probably belonged to somebody, and would be missed.

Slinky and I arrived early to help with setup (around 5:40). There was a game going on at Qwest Field, near the fet’s location, so traffic was a mess. We ended up having to pay for parking, but that was okay. The plus side is that there were a lot of people around, so Slinky’s car was less likely to be broken into.

The altar turned out quite nice, I thought. The table was covered with banana leaves, with a satiny red tablecloth on the left half for Bossou and a blue kerchief on the right for Azaka. On Azaka’s side of the table were a framed portrait of St. Isidore and a 7-day candle with his image. Bossou’s half held red candles, a portrait of the Triple Ray Christ, a set of bull horns and a triple-horned figure made from fabric and decorated with sequins. The Bossou side was a bit fuller than Azaka’s, due to Bossou being Mambo C’s met tet. She did her best to make both sides equal (and Azaka ended up with a LOT of offerings before the evening ended), but it’s understandable that she would have more altar items for the lwa who rules her head.

Houngan D brought a spirit “box” that was under construction. He makes several of these a year and sells some of them. Last year I saw one that was a cube with round openings on 5 sides. Small statues were placed in each of the four interior corners representing various lwa. It was very beautiful. The one I saw last night was no less beautiful. It was a ruby-red transparent vase with graceful curves. An image of the Mater Dolorosa was affixed to one side, representing Erzulie Freda. When I looked at the vase from the opposite side, I could see the image through the glass. Setting inside the mouth of the vase was a huge faceted glass diamond.

It was nice being there early. I also got to talk to Mambo C’s boyfriend a bit; he’s an interesting guy, experienced in other magickal paths. He is also Jaxob’s (the tarot reader I met at Norwescon’s psychic fair) mentor. Jaxob also showed up early, and we hugged like old friends. Mambo C drafted her boyfriend, Slinky, another regular attendee and me to participate in the salutes portion of the ceremony, which we rehearsed before everyone arrived.

Between 6:15 and 6:45 more people began to show up. Among them was Ash, who I met at last winter’s Fet Gede (our mutual friend Greg brought him). I thought it was very cool that he came back, even though Greg did not attend. Ash is a tall youngish (mid-twenties to early thirties somewhere, I am guessing) man with a sincere smile and an appealing openness about him. We got to talk for a bit. I found out that Ash attended the March fet, the one that Slinky and I missed. Vodou is Ash’s only spiritual path at the moment. Up until last Sunday I would have said the same for myself, but then Sekhmet appeared (which I wrote about in a recent post). Another very cool thing is that Ash reads this blog (yay)! He was wondering if it was mine, and I confirmed that it was.

The service began with the drawing of the veves and the reciting of the priyes (a prayer in song for the saints and the lwa, sung at the beginning of fets). Lyric sheets were handed out, which was very helpful for the call and response segments of the priyes. As a result, the lyrics were much less garbled than at the previous fet. More guests arrived, including T who has been at most of the fets I’ve  attended. She has African ancestry and, although relatively new to Haitian Vodou, is experienced in another African-based faith (I think Yoruba but am not sure).

We moved on to the salutes that we had practiced earlier, which were led by Mambo C and V (a Hounsi). They would salute the four directions, the doorway, the altar and the drums, and then the four of us (Slinky, me, Mambo C’s boyfriend and the other regular), carrying lit white candles, would perform some simple steps and turns with Mambo C and V. During the drum salute, the four of us set our candles down in front of the drums.

Then the songs, drumming and dancing began in earnest. During one of the Legba segments, Mambo C felt Legba coming into her head. She surprised me by grabbing my head and pulling our faces together with enough force that it was actually a bit painful when our heads connected. I found this amusing though–I figured a child of Bossou is not going to be super gentle when butting heads. And I thought afterwards about the phrase, “no pain, no gain.” In this case it was very literal. (V also stomped on my foot accidentally when dancing, and it was kind of painful as well.) When I asked Mambo C about the head thing later, I found out that she was trying to pass Legba into my head. It didn’t quite happen this time.

As the fet continued, Houngan D proceeded to pull various people aside and either walk them around the circle or deposit them outside the circle where they either sat down, lay down or went up to the altar. Among the people he pulled out during the evening were various regulars, Ash and a few of the new attendees). For the first time in a service, he pulled me aside, and brought our heads together in the center of the circle. He splashed an herbal mixture on my head and then took me over to the altar, telling me that I have Azaka. As you may remember from an older post, Houngan D thought that Azaka might be my met tet. I am not sure if I feel Azaka is with me or not, but it is entirely possible. Mambo C told me later that when one has Legba as met tet, one can have a lot of lwa walking with you. (And now I’m worrying over limited shrine space *grins*.) But I have not forgotten my bee sting last year, and the subsequent research I did that revealed that bees are associated with Azaka.

There were a fair number of possessions throughout the evening. Not surprisingly, Mambo C became possessed by Bossou, and proceeded to lift at least three people, including Ash, who is a lot taller than her. V and her friend also became possessed during the evening, although I am not sure by whom. Houngan D was possessed by Damballah, who I believe is his met tet. There were a few times through the night when several people were in various states of possession at the same time.

T became possessed by Erzulie. I find T’s possessions interesting because they are not the same as those of other attendees. I remember her possession at my first Fet Gede, when she sat frozen with her arms in an almost dance-like pose. Last night I saw her holding Houngan D’s Freda vase and staring down into it. Shortly after that, she sat in a chair, her arms frozen in the gesture of a woman brushing her hair while looking in a mirror. (Afterwards, when T, Mambo C, Slinky and I were talking, T said she was surprised that, prior to possession, the lower half of her body felt frozen. This actually sounds very similar to some of the possessions that Maya Deren talks about in her book Divine Horsemen.  When she became possessed, Deren describes how one of her feet became rooted to the ground.)

Prior to attending the fet, I’d been curious how the chakra and energy work I’d been doing with Angel and Shannon would affect me during the ceremonies. Last night I did notice that my head felt more open than ever before. Early in the evening, a mental image of a small glowing donut-shaped ring popped into my mind, which I thought might represent my crown chakra. Throughout the evening, I was aware of this ring, which changed color from vibrant orange to mixed blue and green, to purple and black, to solid black, then to orange again.

Near the end of the service, during a dance for Azaka, some of the more spacious dancers (by spacious, I mean that their style of movements requires a lot of room) were going wild. I got sandwiched between two of them, where I could not move forward or backward without getting struck. This aggravated a shift in me (in therianthropy, a “shift” is when one’s personality, energy body, consciousness or spirit form changes into one’s animal form). This is the first such shift I’ve had at a fet, and it felt a little weird. I continued to dance for a bit, while my thoughts became less word-oriented (I tend to think in words, being a writer) and changed into a very visual, sensory and present-moment sort of consciousness). I left the dance circle and stood on the sidelines while the beat of the drums pulsed within my being and watched the spinning moving forms of the dancers as through they were primates with puzzling habits. I’ve playfully coined this feeling “leopard-head” because it felt mostly that my head had shifted and not so much the rest of me.

The drums at last subsided and Mambo C came over to check on me. I told her I was fine, but I felt a little funky as though I might get sick to my stomach later. (I never did get sick. This seems to be a somewhat normal reaction for me to strong doses of energy.)

One thing I always wonder about at the end of these local fets is why the lwa don’t interact with the congregation more. It seems to me that, along with accepting their offerings, they would want to take advantage of a flesh-and-blood body to communicate with those who serve them. Most of the possessions I’ve seen so far mainly involve the individual, with the lwa and that individual receiving most of the benefits. Possessed people flail about, lie down, laugh or, as was the case last night, eat. (We had about three Azakas eating food from the altar near the end of the fet. None of them spoke to the congregation, to my knowledge.) Slinky thought that perhaps our services are not strong or skilled enough yet to bring forth that powerful of a possession. And that made sense to me.

Roses

This morning was my second session of the Intuitive Bootcamp with Shannon Knight. She taught me how to visualize roses and use them for healing and divination. It was a lot of fun and, surprisingly, came fairly easily to me (I say surprisingly because most things energy-related have not come easily to me in the past). The “exploding” part is visualized as part of an energy releasing process.

I also told Shannon about Sekhmet’s appearance during last week’s session, and she mentioned that I have Egyptian energy about me, and that the guides (not sure if this was from hers or mine) told her that I was skilled at manipulating energy in past lives.

On a funny sidenote, I was reading an article recently. It said that the more intelligent a person was, the more likely they were to believe bullshit. I didn’t totally agree with the article here–although I can see how an intelligent person might fall for a scam because they are too cocky to do their homework, I would not consider belief in the paranormal or ghosts as “bullshit” (at least not in all cases).

Many of my intelligent friends believe in ghosts or the paranormal, but not because they’re gullible. Their intelligence means that they are curious about things and their research helps them to understand unusual phenomena. And sometimes they believe because of personal experience. Plus, if believing in the supernatural means you’re gullible, then everyone with any type of spiritual faith can be defined as gullible, including Ghandi, the Buddha and Mother Teresa. Which would be insulting if it weren’t such a silly assumption.

So, on that note, so long for now from yours truly, the gullible author 😛

More thoughts on Sekhmet

Posted in African culture, Agassou, Animals, Art, Legba, lwas, Meditation, Ogoun, Psychic, Religion, Sekhmet, Spirits, Therianthropy, Vodou with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2011 by cheshirecatman
Sekhmet shrine

My small bookshelf shrine for Sekhmet. The print is by artist Jeffrey I. Shaw.

I am amazed at how good of a “fit” Sekhmet is for me, and also incredulous that I never saw that before. I’m guessing the reasons were that I was too spiritually closed due to energy blockages and past depression, and also that my tendency to over-intellectualize everything got in the way. As a Wiccan, I felt free to pick and choose my deities, and I was enamored of Bastet and Anubis (and more recently Agassou), and for some strange reason did not feel compelled to serve Sekhmet. Although that is in some ways regrettable and embarrassing at this moment, it is also validating. It makes me less likely to dismiss her recent appearance as wishful thinking.

Sekhmet is associated with healing, creativity, destruction and blood. She is known as an avenger of wrongs. I am an artist whose work sometimes portrays “dark” characters and blood. I am an avid horror movie fan, obsessed with exploring our fears and the darker regions of the human soul. Some people have told me I have a very spiteful streak. I’ve toned this down over the years, but I don’t forget past wrongs, whether the wrongs were committed against me, those I love, or the innocent and helpless (no, Michael Vick, your public remorse is not convincing). I have an equally strong compassionate streak and am interested in various areas of the healing arts. In some ways Sekhmet reminds me of Ogoun Balindjo, whom I have in my Rada shrine–another entity who can be fiercely destructive or healing.

Thinking about Sekhmet and reading Linda Tucker’s book about the white lions is helping me to attune to her energy, which I believe I can feel coursing through me, particularly in my spine (which is where I tend to feel Ogoun as well).

Even though it was not my intent to diversify my faith at this time, perhaps the division between the entities is, to some degree, an artificial and intellectual construct in my own mind. I still feel that Legba had a hand in this, opening my head to Sekhmet. And, like Legba, Sekhmet’s roots are in Africa so, although they belong to different belief systems, they both are tied to the homeland of my theriotype (the leopard).

And on the topic of therians, I had to smile when I ran across the word “therianthropic” on page 20 of Tucker’s book. The author was discussing cave paintings and how therianthropic half-human, half-animal images represented shamans who were deeply connected with the land and its non-human residents. She thought the depictions might symbolize a shaman’s part human, part animal consciousness (as good a definition of therianthropy as any, I think). Mambo C has told me I likely have shamanic ancestors, and Shannon told me my energy is deeply rooted in the earth. One of the beliefs of the Shangaan people of Africa is that if you kill the white lions you kill the earth. I’ve long felt that I would lose the will to live if the day came when most of the wild creatures are gone (especially the big cats) and the world’s sole inhabitants are humans.

One of my New Year’s resolutions was to start donating regularly to big cat causes (and I’ve mostly kept to this, save for a month and a half when I was barely keeping afloat financially). I’d planned to petition the lwa Agassou for his help with this cause, even though I have little information on him compared to many of the other lwa. I suspect that Sekhmet is offering her help in this area, for which I am very grateful. I plan to postpone setting up Agassou’s shrine for now, and focus on Sekhmet along with the lwa who currently have shrines in my home and the ancestors.

Back in March Puck told me that things would start moving much faster soon, and that there were surprises in store. The lesson? Always listen to Puck.

Orbs, chakras and walk-ins

Posted in Art, Legba, Psychic, Therianthropy, Walk-ins with tags , , , , , , , , on April 17, 2011 by cheshirecatman

The past two days have been quite interesting for me. Before I tell you about them, I should mention here that I have suspected for quite some time (since around 1978) that I am a walk-in. Now, when someone mentions walk-ins to me, my immediate reaction is to roll up my eyes and brace myself to hear some wild New Agey claims about special missions to save humanity and such. Let me assure you that this is not the case with me, which is why I often never tell people about this belief. I don’t feel that I have any higher mission, at least not any more than anyone else on the planet does. Usually I feel more like, “What the f*ck am I doing here?” But more on this later.

My sculptures are currently in an art show at a local shop, along with the work of Slinky and another artist. The reception was Friday evening. Both my girlfriend Anne and the shop’s owner took photos of all the artists. The shop owner commented that whenever she photographed me, orbs turned up in the pictures.

Personally, I don’t get that excited about orbs in photographs. My own digital camera, a Nikon Coolpix that is several years old now, often captures what looks like an orb but in reality is probably a lens flare due to less-than-ideal camera design. So when the shop owner showed me one of her photos with an orb floating in front of Anne, I didn’t think much about it.

However, I did find it interesting that more orbs appeared in photos taken with Slinky’s camera. I do not know if they are an effect of the light in the store or something more, but someone commented that they could see how spirits would inhabit that store. The owner is a Witch, and the store has a lot of Pagan-oriented merchandise. And last year, the owner told me that one of my sculptures seemed to topple to the floor for no apparent reason. So for me the question of orbs remains open-ended.

I mentioned in my previous post that I had met a new spiritual teacher/mentor, and I was hoping she could help me work through some energy blockage issues. I mentioned this in passing to my friend Angel, and she generously offered to try to help me with the blockages. She spent about three hours working with me (long distance) last night and, although she is aware of my therian and walk-in beliefs, some of her discoveries took both of us by surprise.

At the start of the session, she asked what I wanted her help with, and I explained that I’ve long felt that my energies and connections to the other side were blocked. She told me to relax while she connected to my energies. As she did so, I felt a mild ache in my right arm.

Angel found my energy to be quite charged, “almost electrical in a way.” She said it felt like it crackled as she moved through it, almost like an electrified fence, and connecting with it was like grabbing a charged wire, although not painful. This electricity was forming a sort of barrier that was caging me in. After tracing the problem back to its source, she concluded that my spirit was not meshing with the energy signature of  my body. This collision of the two energies was what caused the electrified barrier.

She was even more surprised that my chakras did not align. At first I was not sure what she meant, but she quickly explained that she could see images of  both my main energy body and my physical body and the chakras did not overlay exactly. Apparently my spirit has a slightly different chakra layout, which we both found very interesting. My solar plexus, crown and third eye chakras were all noticeably higher than they should be, because my spirit body is, in her words, “much larger than your body,” more expansive. She wondered if the solar plexus misalignment caused me stomach problems and I admitted that I did in fact have regular stomach problems (which I refer to jokingly as “cat stomach,” meaning I throw up frequently compared to other healthy people).

Note: This was one of the few instances when my therian and walk-in beliefs have received anything remotely resembling validation, and I admit I felt both grateful and relieved. It’s difficult to go through life wondering on a daily basis whether or not you’re playing with a full deck. I am not sure if the differences in my spirit body are due to being an animal in a former life, or due to being a larger human in another former life.

Although she could not make my chakras align exactly (due to the difference in spirit and physical body sizes), she was able to connect them so they would function better together. As she worked her way up my body, the ache left my arms and they felt light and she noted that the electric crackling had almost stopped. When she got up to my third eye chakra, she told me it had a very different liquid feel to it.

Angel also told me that when she connected my spirit body to my physical body, she saw my eyes glow bright red…not in an alarming way, but more like I could fully see now. She asked me if the red made sense to me. While it doesn’t right now, I expect it might make sense later on, so I am recording it here.

Things were even weirder when she worked on my crown chakra. In Angel’s words: “Most people have one conduit connecting them to the universal energies…you have multiple conduits…I get the sense that in your spirit form and your original form..it made sense and worked..but it does not sync well with your current body…its like you had very different primal type links, each operating in its own way.”

She explained that the multiple conduits could make spiritual reception confusing, and I thought it might be a bit like trying to listen to several radio stations at the same time.

As she proceeded to the final realignment,  she had to improvise (but she loves a good challenge): “Well…its like this…one conduit from your body and multiple from your energy body..I’m trying to figure out the best way to handle this…and keep it intact yet more cohesive…I found the largest and main conduit, and am changing the vibrations of the thinner ones to kind of meld them together into one.”

Angel managed to get my energy running well, which I credit to her experience as an energy worker. She is curious to see how things progress for me now, and commented that “You have the key, now you just have to unlock the door.” Of course, that made me think of Legba.

It will be interesting to see what happens as I work with the new mentor and attend future fets. Stay tuned….

Note: If you’ve found this post interesting, you might enjoy reading Angel’s description of our session: http://moonlitpath.wordpress.com/2011/04/22/long-distance-energy-work-and-exploring-new-frontiers/