“Dawn and its excesses always reminded me of heaven, a place where I have always known I would not be comfortable.”
Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping

Monday, March 23, 2015

The Price of Shame

Written during a waxing moon in the sign of Gemini on a day ruled by the Moon.

The Moon in Gemini favors study, and also socializing, so things like conferences and other gatherings are favored as well.

Just a short post today in order to direct you to something that I feel should be seen.   LINK

Hope you are all having a nice day.


Saturday, March 21, 2015

The Core

Written during a waxing moon in the sign of Aries, on a day ruled by Saturn

The Aries moon is a fierce and determined one, but not a patient one.  It's also an energy that can prove difficult when working through some interpersonal relationship issues.   With the influence of Saturn today, the focus on the negative aspects of life may only be to show which ones have outgrown their purpose in your life.  Saturn, can, at times influence us in ways that make us give thought to the value and relevance of relationships and material aspects of our lives.  Often this energy prompts a time of moving on. 

Spirituality is a journey and often a long one.  More often than not, at one point you realize that all the once thought separate pieces, become part of the whole, often less complicated whole. This has always been a blog with a very spiritual focus, so I thought I'd tell you about where I am right now in my spiritual wanderings. ( I would love it if you tell me about your own, either in a comment or a blog entry on your blog.)

One of my core spiritual beliefs is that spirits exist.  I have held this belief all of my life.  When I was a child they guided/guarded me and then, being the youngest in a Catholic family, I referred to these spirits as angels. During my childhood I was an active dreamer, a sleepwalker, and often had night terrors, prompting my faithful Siamese cat to sleep close to me every night.  She would often be seen following the movements of those who remained invisible to the rest of us.

When I was older I witnessed some amazing examples of how the dead communicate, especially after my father died. A few years after,  I was invited to the haunted house belonging to one of my relatives and saw even more convincing examples of spirit activity.   Finally I met a woman who is a medium and she became my best friend. She introduced me to many aspects of mediumship and beliefs about the spirit world.   I learned a lot about these beliefs and realized that I had a sense of it all along, and it was the basis of most of my beliefs about life/death/afterlife.   I believe that the dead are not in heaven or hell but simply "next door" in another dimension/place/reality where they have different abilities than living humans have and can and do communicate with them.

When I moved to this house, I had a room of my own.  Not my bedroom, but my sitting room, and it is filled with all my spiritual things.  It is a room set aside for things like meditation and reading and spiritual work. Over time, old photographs of my ancestors came my way via relatives and ancestry.com.  Slowly they found a place on the wall of this room. There is a feeling in that room that is unquestionably haunting, but not at all in a sinister way.  It is truly a sacred, quiet place to sit and think, talk and listen.

Other than that, my basic spiritual beliefs are simple.  Like many native peoples, I believe in a great creator spirit, in which form is not necessary.  This is not a father figure, nor a punisher/reward giver.  It is so very obvious that organized religions have created an image of God designed to keep people in line.  My feelings about this God are that it is  an unknowable force, a grand source of energy and our Earth home and all it's marvelous works of nature is just one of the creations of such an energy, achieved in a way that goes hand in hand with what we have all learned in science class.

I don't believe that our spiritual works are supposed to be directed to this energy, but to other humans. It is important, I think, to be good, to be kind and to do the best we can for others and ourselves not because we will be punished if we don't but because this is how our race we will survive.

Since I have been in this part of the world, my spiritual work has been solitary.  There are not many people here who share my spiritual interests and there are a lot of those who practice organized religions, the kind in which some of my beliefs would be quite frowned upon.  At first I was disappointed and felt that a part of my life was missing, but then I realized that this is the way it should be for some people.  I discovered that if it's not meant to be it will not be and there is a very good reason for that, which will be made known in time.  This takes patience and I have been patient.

Recently I found a group of seemingly like minded people who are in a place not too far away from me, and at first I was rather excited about that.  I looked at a calendar of events on one of the websites and saw something that interested me.  I planned to attend and was feeling excited.  The events took place over the course of 2 days.  It would be a little challenging to do this, but I was seriously considering it.  After a couple of weeks went by, I went back to check the dates and instead of two days, it was now rescheduled and was  happening over the course of three days, which made it suddenly impossible for me to attend.  At first, I felt cheated, but soon I saw the very clear message here and it was "NO."  Door closed.

They say another one opens, so perhaps there is more to this story to come.  But for now, it's just me in the sitting room, waiting, with a little help from my friends.