My heart has felt as light as a feather since Saturday. I met with my first shaman. I found her to be peculiar. She was Caucasian and wore glasses. She had sandy blonde hair gathered into a ponytail instead of jet black braids. I met with her for one quarter of an hour.
I ran my hand over stones and crystals. She told me to pick the one I needed. I relied on Spirit to guide my hand as my eyes were closed. This was an energy choice. I felt heat enter my hand and I made my selection. I opened my eyes to what appeared to be a very nice rock. “You have chosen the stone to heal a broken heart,” said Rachael. Tears began flowing down my face as I explained my heart was just too heavy since letting go of Jude. We placed the stone at heart center and she went to work.
I cried. She prayed.
You have had many lifetimes with Jude. What you see are the energies from these lifetimes. You have been parents in another lifetime. Your African ancestors are trying to help you manifest gifts of healing and vision you have. Very powerful gifts you have because you are one that can heal others simply by praying.
I felt the heat in my hands again. Its familiarity was always with me. I remembered the prophet who had long ago told me healing was in my hands. I remembered the night Jude had a stomach ache and my decision to use my hands. He felt the heat wherever I guided my hands. I focused. He questioned. We trusted in something greater as I had no answers for either of us, only intuition.
I then stood before Rachael and she said it was time for the spirit water. Spewing through a feather was the administration method. I was not prepared lol! I stayed in place trusting for I knew she had more than intuition. She could see into the spirit realm like myself.
She had the same vision of Jude I had had months before. She told me to fix the glitch in my own energy to fix the love attraction. His actions have left a trail of self doubt. In our final moments she wrote down books for me to read and asked how I felt. “Lighter, I feel lighter,” I replied.
On Sunday the water called to me so I went to her.
I sat on a rock for an hour enjoying the sounds of people and nature.
As I sat, I realized I am no longer afraid of Jude’s ancestors speaking to me in my sleep. I know now they are also mine for we have always been and will always be. I remember waking him up one evening as he slept on me at the park. “It’s like this with us,” he said to me. We fall into a dimensional home when it’s just us with no boundaries or time.
I thought I was about to connect to my Native American ancestry, but at the prompting of Rachael I will take the African path. Destiny lines are hanging in the balance waiting on me to fix energy glitches. Self doubt needs to be replaced with self love.
As always my family is freaking out lol. Rachael had asked me if I grew up evangelical and I happily replied, “Nope charismatic.” She said, “Oh well then that’s just African spiritualism.” Awesome! Who knew the apostolics were paving the trail in the woods for meeting my true self. I am hoping I didn’t promise my aunt not to contact the church I was baptized in. I knew there would be a connection as we read the founder’s bio and he had my same birthday and love of trees. Hearing my aunt pleading for me not to call accompanied with the pause after the sentences still makes me laugh. My mother just now keeps asking if I still believe in God. This also makes me laugh. She will be coming to straighten me out as soon as she retires I’ve been told lol.
May you journey well into your own authenticity and peace. May you find joy in being who you were created to be. May love and acceptance grace us all.
Thank you for reading and sharing in my journey. Namaste.
The Unconventional Life 