21 March, 2012

More dreams about "Sea Eagles", and incredible synchronicities

Well, had another dream last night in which Sea Eagles were showcased. I don't remember nearly as much information as my last entry, but I do remember searching for feathers, finding some in a grassy clearing, and then the "guardians" of the clearing (who were Lions?!?) challenged me by trying to eat my face (they didn't quite, and then I woke up).

The feathers and birds that I saw in this dream had more of a mottled brownish/greyish color, and the feathers had both tan and dark brown/grey stripes. They were GIGANTIC- as in, almost three feet long, and very very skinny.

I am here at work now, taking a break from client reports, and began searching for more about Sea Eagles. I'm not always a fan of Wikipedia (as the information is only sometimes accurate and cited), but I was blown away by the images and writings on the White-Tailed Eagle . I scrolled down while reading, and as I came upon the Pre-History section, I almost fell out of my chair: "On Orkney Scotland, sea eagle bones have been found in 6000 year old burial mounds, suggesting that the birds were revered by the prehistoric people there, a belief strengthened by the Pictish stone carvings of sea eagles from Orkney."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! W H O A !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have never had such an intense "Aha!" moment from a dream image before! Holy freaking moo-cows!

I look forward to seeing what dreams come tonight!

19 March, 2012

Dreaming of Death and Skara Brae

I am running through a large house and hiding, trying to protect myself from another tribe's magic-workers. I feel anxious and sad when I am finally found, because I know that I am to be put to death. As I am taken back out through the house, I look for a way out, an escape from my captors. I can't seem to shake them.
We eventually end up outside, on a large boat. I am being guarded as we head back to the other tribe's area (the imagery is of hunter-gatherer society, very early, and very Celtic-themed).
One of the seers from the tribe that has captured me takes a bird to the Chief/Captain, saying that "it is a good omen for them." It is declared a "Sea Eagle" and given to me, after the seer snaps its neck. I cradle the bird to my chest (heart chakra?) and observe it not to be dead at all, but wounded/disabled so that it can't really move or fly. I feel that I have to hide the bird's "aliveness" from my captors. I start thinking of magical ways of escape, such as using the bird's life to sustain mine when they put me to death.

Funny enough, the bird in my dream doesn't fully look like a Sea Eagle, but a more like a large black bird with an iridescent sheen on its wings, bright yellow eyes, and a long, black bill (kind of like a hummingbird-bill). So what do I do? Do I concentrate on the imagery that fits better with the Grackle, or listen to the words of "Sea Eagle?"  Or do I do some "shamanic homework" on both???

Back to the dream:
We land on the shore of the other tribe's land, but it is a weird mixture of ancient paths and spliced images from museums/anthropology sites. I can see the guards walk me down a footpath with the rest of the tribe, and there are about 30 of us, walking towards the town center. But as I look towards my left, I can see ruins of stone middens being uncovered by archaeology students; in the same space but not the same time (?).
I keep trying to figure out how to escape, but the captors aren't telling me anything, they aren't even talking to me. I'm hoping to learn how they plan to kill me, so I can figure a way out of it. At this point in the dream, I understand that my death is to stop a feud between two Shamans/tribes.
As we approach the town center, I see a couple of magical circles/designs on the ground:
Yes, this totally looks like something from the ST:TNG episode in which Data wears many masks and becomes an entire indigenous culture's godforms...

I actually sit inside this wacky-looking magic circle thing (much cooler in my dream than in my poor drawing). As the tribe is talking (I can't understand what they are saying), I discover that I'm no longer desperate to escape, I'm now thinking about how I can die a "good death."  I'm going through Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grief in rapid speed, and just as I reach a smidgen of acceptance, I turn my head towards the Chief/Shaman, as he/she is speaking to me now.

And I wake up.

Of course... the Dream ends without me knowing my fate, but reaching acceptance of Death as a Transition.
I talked with my sister over the weekend, and she's able to pick up on some of the images right away. She immediately links me with the site of Skara Brae, a neolithic settlement on the Orkney Islands in Scotland. And I am blown away as to the similarities within my dream images! If you scroll down to the middle of the article, you'll see some of the Skara Brae images, which coincide pretty well with my wacky drawing above (wavy lines and the Sun)!

It's enough to make me want to pay attention and research this cultural settlement more, and to actually do an Active Journey and ask about my Ancestors. 

Even if nothing else comes from the images, I'm trying to let my helping spirits know that I'm paying attention!

18 March, 2012

Broken jewelry at the Conjure Dance (or How Coyote gets my attention...)

Sacred Space 2012 was incredible. I was able to work with wonderful & special people during the Shamanic Healing Ceremony, and visit with friends & loved ones during my volunteer work hours at the Author's Table/Registration Desk, and really let loose during the New Orleans Conjure Dance!

The particulars of the Dance are better left for my more private journals, but the general summary is that I'm out of shape, my feet and calves were killing me for 3-4 days afterwards, and THREE DIFFERENT pieces of jewelry were broken (one right after the other)!!!

After a good night's sleep, filled with wacky silly dreams, I woke up the next morning with sore muscles and a pensive mood that lasted the rest of the Conference. What happened to my jewelry? Is this some sort of Two-by-Four message that I'm just not understanding? Sacred jewelry breaking during a sacred dance, that's gotta mean something, right?

So I began pestering my friends during the rest of my time in Laurel. I asked for people to pull cards for me, I tried to use iPhone divination apps on myself, I asked questions of trusted friends and random strangers at Starbucks... no epiphany. Had I offended my helping spirits in some way?!?

During a quick nap, Coyote looked at me and started laughing. I was spending all this time trying to get someone else to tell me what's going on, that I forgot His most basic lesson (Do it yourself, ya lazy bum!).

Essentially, my lessons were pretty darn straightforward (had I just taken a breath and thought about it, I would have gotten it on my own...figures). Firstly, I wouldn't have paid attention to anything anyone was trying to get across had only one or two pieces of jewelry broken; I needed all three special pieces to break so that I could come to a screeching halt and THINK.

I'm graduating from Shaman School really soon, as in April 1st. This marks an ending, an ending to something that I enjoy so much, I completely adjusted my life for it (left NYC, changed jobs, lost friends, etc.). And it's also a beginning; I need to actually work through my own Shadow issues of procrastination, laziness, and fear in order to Journey more on my own (i.e., psychopomp work), without the support of my dear friends and classmates, and to TRUST in what I'm seeing. It's very easy for me to cut off negative environments/people, but it is quite difficult to bring natural closure to an amazingly positive experience. As I've said in my Introduction/Profile, shamans train together, but do the Work alone.

This is also a time of the Hermit Path (yay Tarot imagery). I hope to grow exponentially in knowledge and experience, if I have the fortitude and focus to do it alone. It's not that I can't call on my friends, teachers, and mentors, it's just that most of my focus is going to be different from others, and while I will continue to need community, I need to learn stuff on my own. This will help me increase my confidence, for when I do work for clients.

Finally, this is the time for leaving behind the familiar for new horizons/lessons. I am very good at compartmentalizing and retreating from the world when I need a brain break, but I almost never go back into those compartments and Integrate my Life Lessons. I need to learn how to not just Pause, but Pause, Reflect, and Integrate. I need to start Listening to myself!

I look forward to this time of quiet, solitary learning, and I hope I can keep myself in gear and actually do it!

07 March, 2012

Sacred Space Conference this Weekend!

This weekend is one of my favorite spiritual conferences, Sacred Space, in Laurel MD. Many of my fellow students will be involved in a Shamanic Healing Ceremony during the opening day (Thursday).

Shamanic Healing Ceremonies at large conferences are set up as "drive-by" healings. If there are more than three-four shamans, then everyone sets up their equipment in the middle of the circle, and clients approach a shaman for healing. Everyone gets a healing at the same time, and so it can be a bit chaotic, but interesting to watch. If there are only a few students, and/or the shamans weren't able to bring many tools, then the shamans bounce around to different clients (who remain seated) and perform the healings there.

I enjoy these Healing Ceremonies, as I get to practice my skills, interact with new people, and introduce clients to a new form of healing that they may never have experienced before. Also, as the Ceremony is right at the beginning of the conference, I'm able to play for the rest of the long weekend!

There will be amazing classes, massage therapy tables, acupuncture, merchant tables (with pretty stones & crystals!), random hallway conversations, Meet-n-Greet with famous authors, and sleeping in comfy hotel beds (and not worrying about cleaning!).

I hope to meet some of you readers there, and begin a few new friendships!