MariJo Moore

Fear

2012-01-22T16:48:00.005-05:00

While conducting one of my teaching sessions this afternoon (on my A Book of Spiritual Wisdom for all days) I had a realization I want to share with everyone.
I have mentioned before that now is a time of deepening change. We are going from a materialistic existence to a more spiritual existence. This is bringing up much fear.
It has been my assumption for several years that the masculine energies (seeking control to keep things running, trying to protect, etc.) have been on top of us all for quite a long time now, and that time is ending. Feminine energies (healing, creativity, mothering, etc.) are now rising. We need both, of course, but we need both of these energies to be BALANCED. Not only within the world but within ourselves as well. The only way for these energies to balance now is for the masculine energies to fall downward and the feminine energies to rise upward - so that there can be a meeting and blending and balancing.
This is what is happening.

Not only is there fear coming from the falling of the masculine energies, there is also fear rising as the feminine energies rise: fear is what has kept the masculine energies in control and fear is what has kept the feminine energies held down.

Think about this....

Fear manifests its energy in many ways: physical sickness, emotional problems, abandonment issues, loss of material properties, and on and on. We have to REMIND ourselves on a daily basis that during this time, fear is all around and we have to DEAL WITH OUR OWN in ways that will make us stronger.
Seek the source of your fear- talk about it - write about it - replace it with spiritual faith that all is as it should be - and all is changing. Do not fear change - it is one of the certainities of our human lives.
Pray daily that all is working toward the good of the WHOLE. Never forget we are all interconnected.

A Gathering for Teachings on the Spiritual Energies of Ceremony

2012-01-15T11:18:00.003-05:00

I am planning to do a series of these in different cities this year. The first will be in Asheville, NC on Saturday, March 24th from 8:30 to 5:00 pm at The Biltmore Room at the Comfort Suites at Biltmore Mall. Cost is 155.00 which includes all materials and a copy of my new book A Book of Ceremonies and Spiritual Energies Thereof.

We are all in need of personal ceremonies these days. Many are searching for a closer connection to Spirit to help better themselves and to deepen their creativity. The world is in a state of change now - and anytime change happens, everything that needs consideration comes to the surface.

Please go to my homepage on this website for more info on the gathering here in Asheville.
Also, please let me know if you might be interested in hosting a gathering in your city.

Best and blessings to all!
Stay Strong!!!!!!

Thoughts

2011-12-13T08:39:00.002-05:00

There are so many things in this life we will never fully understand.
We are not yet capable to delve deep deep deep into the truth of understanding.
We have maybe not advanced enough spiritually, or maybe even physically, and certainly not mentally.
We have to make do with what we deem the truth to be and to try and do our best at whatever we are called to endure, enjoy, and share.

After all, life is a mixture of sweet rain and rotten leaves.

Thanksgiving and giving thanks

2011-11-25T10:47:00.002-05:00

No, I am not going to write a diatribe about American Indians VS Europeans and say that at least one time they all sat down together and shared food. Or so we have been told.
Instead, I am going to say how grateful I am that the past year and all its changes for me is coming to a close.
I have learned so much about patience, listening, paying more attention and how important good friends are.

I say a heartfelt thank you to all who emailed to see how I was doing and those who use me as their spiritual advisor and those who have helped me in this time of spiritual healing. How blessed I am!

My son and his family are doing great - all three babies are growing and every time I hear one of them say, "Nana," my heart soars.

I am working on a new book of modern day ceremonies and plan to have it ready soon.

I am living in a peaceful place with good spirits all around.....

Yes, I am thankful.

For all - the good and the not so good - for after all, that is the balance of the Universe.

Stay strong and stay grateful.

October, new old house, poetry

2011-10-25T09:29:00.002-04:00

I am reminded this morning of a short story I wrote years ago in which one of the characters said, "It's raining colors."
She was, of course, referring to the leaves falling in these old mountains. I love this time of year.

I have moved to a sweet little older house in Candler and I am in love with it. It sits on a site of over two acres and there are woods and deer and land! How I have missed being connected with land!

Plus, a psychic/medium should never live in a condo. That one you can figure out, I am sure.

I am thinking of Pablo Neruda and his magnificent poetry this morning.
I will never be the wordsmith he was. This I know for sure.

But I wonder ... did he talk with the dead as I do?

Happy Autumn to all of you!

My hair and a book signing

2011-08-10T10:45:00.002-04:00

I have had my hair stripped, cut and it is sassy and makes me feel good!

I'll be at Malaprops Bookstore this Saturday (8/13) from 3-5 reading from my newest book:

A Book of Spiritual Wisdom for all days.

With each purchase of a book, you will receive a free 5-10 minute psychic reading!

Malaprops
50 Haywood St.
Asheville, NC

HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE!!!!!!

New poem

2011-07-04T18:00:00.001-04:00

I taste mint coming in on the rain
athough I have not eaten any in years

I taste mint
meant to remind me

we can never really forget
anything.

MariJo Moore © July 4, 2011

for Dustan

Morning messages

2011-06-18T11:37:00.001-04:00

We did not come this time to reach our potential.
We came to find our path.

Everyone has a path to follow, to help widen, to walk, run, crawl, dance through.
Not down. Through.

As we learn, we teach, as we teach, we learn.
Old adage reworded a bit, but just as true today as when it was first breathed eons ago.

This Morning

2011-05-19T11:02:00.000-04:00

I was taking Hercules for a walk and there, lying peacefully in the sun, was a beautiful long black snake.
Resting. I asked her what was her message for me and she said, "You are being taught to trust the process.
To trust Spirit in and for everything."

I think I finally get it.

Don't Forget

2011-05-11T11:35:00.000-04:00

reading and signing of new book
A Book of Spiritual Wisdom - for all days
Saturday, June 4, 1:00 PM
Crystal Visions
5426 Asheville Highway
Hendersonville, NC 28791
(828) 687-1193

Hope to see you there!!!!!!

Things I have learned living in a condo

2011-04-14T11:04:00.005-04:00

Vampires melt in the sun, but if they have an umbrella, they won't melt: my four year old downstairs neighbor told me this early this morning.

Cowbirds do not look like cows. I put a little bird feeder on my balcony and a pair of cowbirds have claimed it.
They make the most interesting sounds: all whistles and gurgles.

The creek down below keeps flowing, whether I do or not.

Life unfolds as it should and I am just a tiny bit of the whole system.

Going up and down three flights of stairs does wonders for one's backside.

I need to see what I am not seeing, and accept what I have seen so my poor red eye can heal.
And Makayla, my nine year old granddaughter says that when she pushes her baby sister's nose, (Brooklyn is now seven weeks old) her eyes blink.
And Emma, my six year old granddaugher says she loves my new "moonscapes" on my balcony.
Those of you who know me well, know that I put suns and moons and stars everywhere.

Thank you to all who have ordered my latest book: A Book of Spiritual Wisdom - for all days.
Getting some really nice comments on it!

New poem

2011-03-24T07:27:00.001-04:00

Early this morning, right after dawn
sitting in my home, reading a poem, looking at my dining room wall

The mask.
Look at the mask!

Which mask makes the most meaning today?

The tiny colorful bird mask from Guatemala
carved from a piece of throw away wood
by hands more grateful for work than cultural heritage

the long thin Kenyan face
intimidating and lovely at once
hiding a secret of centuries

Or

the sweet tiger mask
missing its right ear
(what did it hear it could no longer live with?)

the gaudy devil mask
smiling with knowing
designed to scare away evil and question daily sins

ceramic Mayan gods - wooden Aztec gods
scattered throughout the wall
overseers of all, pretending to be serene, yet so very intimate?

The mask.
Look at the mask!

Now, that I have written this, I can go back to reading
Lorca’s poem, “Dance of Death.”
My Spanish is in need of major healing.

MariJo Moore © March 24, 2011

Love and guts and blood

2011-02-28T12:04:00.003-05:00

My third granddaughter Brooklyn Leigh Jaynes was born this past Thursday. She is as beautiful as the other two and when I first held her I was reminded once again that true love exists.

I just read some of Cheri Jones's poetry for her new book and I was taken aback with the beauty of the rawness in her chosen words to make us think. Keep writing, Cheri! You have the guts of a true poetess!

Asked by Amy Krout Horn to give a bookliner quote for her autobiography, My Father's Blood, I was touched to the core by her willingness to share her remarkable story with the world.

Love and guts and blood....

isn't that what life is all about?

Middle of January

2011-01-14T11:58:00.002-05:00

I am here in my rented condo and finally thawing out from the trauma of the past year. Whew! So much went on that pulled and pushed me in a direction I had no idea I was heading. Life has a way of doing that: just when you think you have it all figured out, it changes on you.

I sold my house and five acres, didn't buy the little house I thought I was going to, and am now living in a condo on the third floor. No elevator - I like it that way because I have to exercise whether I want to or not.

I want to thank all of you who sent emails encouraging me and sending prayers my way. Sometimes, when in the middle of trauma, we do not even realize we are traumatized. It is only after the fact that we realize what we have been through and realize how much the prayers of others have helped us stay strong.

Again, thank you.

I am working on a new book now: A Book of Spiritual Wisdom-For All Days.
More info on this later.

New Year

2011-01-01T08:52:00.002-05:00

Hello everyone...
The last two weeks of 2010 were the most trying for me that I have ever experienced.

My house and land sold (the buyers got a great deal but at least it is sold) and we were scheduled to close on the 22. So, on the 21, my son and I loaded a UHaul with my remaining possessions (thanks to all of you who bought what I sold and accepted what I gifted). That afternoon, I received a call stating that there was a problem with the bank's computer (buyer's loan) and so the closing was put off for a week. We had to unload the UHaul and return it (it was due back and they would not allow me to keep it as someone else had already reserved it).
Then, the snow and ice came. I was stuck in the house for almost a week (praying the electricity would stay on as I had already given away all my wood) and eating canned soup. I did get to see my son and his family on Christmas Eve so that was a blessing.

I had found a little house to buy on Chunn's Cove in Asheville. The day before the closing, I received a phone call saying there was another glitch in the buyers' HUD loan and so the closing might be put off again. Thankfully, it wasn't but when I went to the closing to buy the little house I was told by my attorney that the owner could not produce a marketable title. In other words, if I bought this house, I would not be able to resell it or really ever own it. This was the day I was supposed to move out of the cabin.
I decided it was not in my best interest to buy the little house, and since I had to move out of the cabin, my son and I rented yet another UHAUL and took all my possessions to a storage building. Thanks to Trisha, who works there, I was able to keep my wits about me as we unloaded the truck.
I am waiting to hear if I can get earnest money back since the owner said that if I would use HIS lawyer he could produce a marketable title.
Hope this doesn't turn into a court case.

Hercules (my little terrier) and I then rented a motel room and we have been here since Thursday night. My friends Anna and Suzie have GRACIOUSLY asked me to stay in their basement apt until I decide what I am going to do. But right now, I have decided to stay here in the motel and try to find a nice place to rent. I am shy of trying to buy again.

SOOOOOO

after all of that, I do have some positive notes.

I am grateful for my family and friends, and that I am healthy and so are my family.

My son found a great job with the school system working with autistic students.

I wrote (in three weeks) the first draft of my new book: Spiritual Wisdom: A Book for All Days and hope to have it available for sale soon.

I have learned that life has lots of surprises and I have definitely learned once again how to roll with the flow.

STAY STRONG!!!!

Thanks and giving

2010-11-21T16:09:00.004-05:00

It's been a while since I have posted on my blog. I have been neglecting it and I apologize.
I do believe this past year has been one of the most painful and stressful ones that I have endured in a long time.
I say "endured" because that is exactly what I have done - endured. I have tried to let go and be happy and tried to be happy and let go - and no matter what sequence, I have cried and grieved along the way.
Now, I am ready to move forward.
Funny how I often think I am ready for something to change in my life and then when the change actually begins, I try to stop it - rationalize it - cajole it to wait, etc. But this year has been the year I have learned for a fact: CHANGE IS INEVITABLE.
I do realize that we get what we ask for - in one way or another - so I am being more and more careful about what I ask for, even what I think I want to ask for. Specifics - the Universe works in specifics. Words are so very powerful so I have to be careful of what words I choose to use in prayer. And I have learned to LISTEN more intently, especially to my son. He sometimes knows more about what I need than I do.
I am so very grateful this season of giving thanks. Although this has been a rough year, I have so many things and people to be grateful for and to. Many of whom read this blog, have bought my books, and have had readings with me, or come to my workshops/and/or spirit speaking gatherings. Thank you, everyone.
Stay strong, stay focused on growing spiritually, and stay posted.... more to come!
And as you give thanks this season, don't forget to give yourself a big "THANK YOU!" for hanging in there, because no doubt, you have had an enduring year as well.

Energy Never Ends

2010-10-08T09:01:00.001-04:00

On Being A Medium

I become a conduit for spirits

I snake out snake stretch
crawl into memories
touch others in places not seen, then recoil
bring out quivers of confusion
shoot arrows of recognition

mix metaphors of wishes with similes of life
wander boundlessly
plains of journeys traveled for millenniums
milieus of spirits past, present, to come

I direct through direction
make tears fall
shudder out truths, propose
release madness inside a covered shell of shame

Different eyes stare around mine
spiritual mouths employ me
to scold, renew, guide, scorch, forgive, tingle, love, and
mingle with words that don’t remember being said
I become a conduit for spirits

And lives mesh through eternities

MariJo Moore ©October 2010

Echo Endings

2010-09-22T09:32:00.000-04:00

Echo Endings

I sit and listen
I sit and cry
A bee buzzes by, suddenly gone
Leaving a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends

My attention is turned to the crows, circling the trees,
Carrying on in traditional crow fashion
Loud, invasive, important
They fly away
Leaving a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends

Night approaches

Cicadas, tree frogs, crickets
Mix their expressions, intentionally, exponentially
A bat streams around a light post
Joins the chanting
With a silence
Much like the silence when an echo ends

“I have to accept!
I have to move forward!
I have to trust the process!”
I scream into the mountains
My words sound an echo

I stop crying
And pray in silence
When the echo ends

MariJo Moore © September 21, 2010

Birthday, Full Moon, Healing, Hawk

2010-08-24T10:03:00.002-04:00

Today is my birthday. I am 58. There is a full moon.
This morning, when I looked outside my kitchen window, I saw a small hawk sitting on a post in my yard. I watched as it flew to a tree; I walked out on the deck and sang it a spirit song. It watched me until I had finished the song, then flew away.

Last night I couldn't sleep. I am healing nicely from my surgery (last Wed.) and have been resting well until last night. So many thoughts going through my mind.

I am so grateful for all the healing prayers and well wishes so many of you have sent to me.
I feel the prayers; I feel the energy; I feel the love.

So wonderful to be able to feel all of these.

Signs of Change

2010-08-14T08:30:00.002-04:00

This morning I can feel a bit of autumn in the air. A few leaves are already turning to glorious colors, and the crows are singing happily about the cooler weather.

This Wednesday I will go to St. Joseph's Hospital in Asheville for my surgery.
This day will also be the date of 24 years of sobriety for me.
Nothing happens by accident.

I will be letting go, literally, of memories that have served me well, but no longer need.
Memories of shame, abuse, guilt, fear, and even misplaced love and desire.

I trust my doctor, I trust my family and friends to pray for a speedy recovery, and I trust my path.

Last night I dreamed of snakes.
Transformation.... shedding old skins....life renewing itself.

Making Progress

2010-07-28T09:26:00.002-04:00

I feel like I am somehow making progress in my life.
I have scheduled a surgery that I have been putting off for a long time.
I have tried and failed to understand all that is going on in my life, and so now I am just letting go of the things I cannot change.
I have adjusted my diet to not include so much gluten and have finally accepted the fact that I am growing older and that life is to be enjoyed more than understood.
Things that used to mean so much no longer do, and more and more I am realizing that the more I try to understand how my gift of being a pyschic/medium works, the more I have to accept that it is all energy and not for me to know.
A gift - but oh such a responsibility. I have to keep reminding others that I am the vessel, not the source of the information.
I am seeing the outcome of all the spiritual work I have done with others this past year and a half - with readings and workshops and gatherings and I am so happy to have been a part of all of these.
Again, I am the vessel, not the source.
We have to all do our part... we have to all believe in ourselves...and believe that what we do in the world touches so many others...

Thank you to all of you who believe in spiritual ancestors, Spiritual guidance, and the freedom to believe as you choose.

Monday

2010-07-05T07:46:00.002-04:00

So many thoughts running inside my mind this morning.
Up early to take litte Hercules (my fox terrier) for a walk in my litte sanctuary here in Candler. How much longer will I be here to do this, I wonder. Soon, this house and land will belong to someone else. I pray that this person, or persons, will understand how much love and care I have put into this house and acerage for the past nine years.
Will appreciate the deer, the red foxes, the wild turkeys, the crows, ravens, pilated woodpeckers, butterflies, hummingbirds, bats, etc., who have spent time with me here.
So much ceremony has gone into this land; so many wonderful spiritual workshops, readings, gatherings have happened here in this lovely house. And now, I am being asked to move forward.
Where? I don't know for sure yet and this causes a stir in my fear mode. I do trust but I am a woman who wants to know things - and as soon as I type this, I am reminded that timing is everything.

This past weekend has been a weekend of work: staining the deck, clearing out old papers, packing, learning to walk through an empty house. July 4 was also the birthday of my first son, Dustan Paul, who passed to Spirit at the age of 8 months. So long ago but still so fresh in my mind.

I am being told over and over to be grateful. And I am. Being grateful doesn't take away memories, but it does put me back into the moment.

Life goes on and so do I...trusting the unknown until timing reveals the next phase of my journey.

Hanging

2010-06-27T10:34:00.002-04:00

Full moon .... of course the moon is always full, but we know that, don't we?

If you will look closely, you might see the imprint of my fingernails alongside the dark side of the full moon.
Yes, I've been hanging on lately by my fingernails. Hanging on the what I know to be constant: the moon, the sun, the stars - even though many of those I see in the summer night sky have burned out long ago with their light just now getting to my vision.

Life has been ... well, life has been life lately.
I've sold most of my belongings, cleaned out so much stuff that a feng shui master would blush, and now I am finally getting to the point of letting my house go.

I've learned so much about my emotional state during all of this:
how I tend to overlook the obvious and concentrate only on the so called "distraction" of a situation.
Yes, I am talking about relationships.

Funny how you hear something over and over and then one day, or one night, or one instant, it SINKS into your soul and you GET IT! You actually GET IT!

I'm too old to be repeating childhood patterns when it comes to relationships, but repeat childhood patterns I do.
But I have realized something very deeply: it doesn't have to go on the way it has been.
I do know there is no such thing as a perfect friendship, relationship, etc.
But I do also know (and now I know this to the bone) that there are always signs that we often choose to ignore.
For instance, if a "friend" is always talking about herself or himself, where does that leave you and your concerns?
Or, if a new person in your life shows the qualities of someone who has hurt you deeply before, GET THE HELL AWAY IMMEDIATELY!

Signs are signs and are always there. Now, I intend to read them for what they are.

She Trembles (a prophecy)

2010-06-04T09:31:00.001-04:00

SHE TREMBLES

She trembles and the trees growl.
Catacombed mystery-lined innards
daring machinery to bite at her memories.
You shall be punished for this!

She trembles and the oceans roll
with wet-tasting morsels sweetened
with thick oily poisons.
Leave her be!

You've marked her eyes
torn her flesh, ate her intentions
and streaked her thighs.
It's not only too late - it's too demanding.

Scattering her memories once honored
now disgraced by progress.
Milking her breasts with pumps of steel
smearing her face with hardening make-up

building mounting erecting her belly
with toys she will someday destroy.
You silly foolish ones
who desire to capture the future in signs.

There is no future for you
save retribution and in-kind contributions
from those you represent.
She trembles and we all fall down.

MariJo Moore ©1997

From a poem by T. S. Eliot (East Coker)

2010-05-28T09:32:00.003-04:00

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing;
wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing;
there is yet faith and the love and the hope
are all in the waiting.

Letting Go and Acceptance

2010-05-27T08:30:00.002-04:00

It's been a while since I put up a new posting, but I have known what I needed to write about for weeks now.

Letting Go: When I think I am letting go of a situation, I find myself trying to make deals with Spirit.
For example: I will let go of my house and put it on the market for sale if you will see that this happens first... that I get to decide who buys the house and land..... etc.
This is just my way of stalling - of not trusting. How can I let go of something that was never mine to begin with? I have only been the caretaker of this house and land as a gift from Spirit. Now, it is time to move on.

Acceptance: When I finally stop putting conditions on my "letting go" and realize that whatever is coming for me is exactly what I need to continue on my spiritual path; when I stop whining and pleading and trying to figure out WHY AND WHY NOW ..... when I finally realize that I am being taken care of on a daily basis and that all my needs are met on a daily basis, then I know true acceptance of a situation.

Funny, isn't it - how we try and try to control others, to manipulate situations, to trick Spirit into giving us what we think we want. When all along all we have to do is surrender to the knowledge that our lives are intertwined with others - that we are just a bit of a major plan - that everyone has to be in his or her place for exact timing to become reality - then we can know complete (albeit fleeting) acceptance of our lives.

Letting go is a constant struggle.
Acceptance is a process.

New poem

2010-05-03T09:04:00.000-04:00

Tree Split By Lightning

Fire quietly speaking
telling tales, memories and dreams yet to come:
Dried blood, laughing owls
shadowed faces, softening rocks.

Simultaneous deaths radiating new lives all inside this tree.
Inside ashen colored mystical galleries of trees
this tree, this fortunate, very fortunate tree
emits reasoning to all the world…

MariJo Moore © May 2, 2010

Rainy Tuesday

2010-04-27T11:21:00.002-04:00

Remember that old song by the Moody Blues "Tuesday Afternoon"?
It keeps creeping into my mind today as I struggle to make sense of my life.
I remember how it used to be enough just to sit and listen to music and allow my mind to wander to old lovers, wonderful places and new ideas. Today, I need more.

I am a woman of words.. no doubt... but lately when speaking with a close friend my words seem to come out in a manner I didn't intend. They seem to come from a place of fear, indecision, regret.

I hate being vulnerable. I hate it.
I hate having to allow someone to see my weakness, my pain, my fears.

But I know this is where I am now and obviously where I need to be: melting into softness.

I close today's ramblings with the following quote from Rumi, a Sufi poet who lived hundreds of years ago and whose words still bring comfort to me today:

"Those who love words must use them to get to God.
Words flirt. They tease and imitate and come close, but they are not the experience they point to.
Silence, friendship, and perhaps music, live nearer the reality."

Forgiveness

2010-04-13T12:24:00.001-04:00

Today I am thinking of forgiveness.

I am thinking of the reading I did for a woman in VA yesterday. Of how her son, who had been murdered, came through and wanted her to tell everyone to forgive the murderer.
I am thinking of how my daddy's spirit came to me Sunday while I was holding one granddaughter in my lap and watching the other being baptized.
How he came and said just three words, "Please forgive me."
He never said anything of that sort in his life. I think now his spirit is healing. And how I answered him, "I'm trying."
Thinking of how I need to write an essay on forgiveness.
How when we don't forgive others, it eats away at our serenity; how it holds us back from truly enjoying life.

I also want to share a conversation that I had this morning with a good friend of mine on this very subject:

He: I know that for me I have to find peace with myself before I could ever think about forgiving someone.
Me: What do you mean you have to find peace with yourself before you could ever forgive someone?
He: Well, it’s a matter of forgiving myself first and then when I do forgive someone it’s done and over, not to be talked of again or used, like to throw it in someone's face during an argument or something of that nature. Forgiving is forgetting, just letting it go.
Me: But why do you have to forgive yourself first if someone hurts you or lies to you, etc. What is your part in it?
He: I know that may sound kinda weird but I am just that way in some cases. I realize that I may have done nothing wrong but it’s just me.
Me: Are you forgiving yourself for holding a grudge, for feeling anger, for having expectations?
He: Yes, maybe all of that, and then I try and think of the way they may feel and the fact that sometimes it’s hard to ask for forgiveness. And I try to understand that.

Smart friend, eh? Really makes me rethink forgiveness.

Yesterday

2010-04-05T09:55:00.002-04:00

was a day of love, beauty, fun and gratefulness for me.
I attended church with my son and his family. They go to Biltmore Baptist Church and have been inviting me to go for weeks. Well, being the so called hedonist pagan Indian that I am, of course I chose to go on Easter. Isn't that when everyone goes?
Anyway, I must admit I was pleased with the visit. The pastor is young and vibrant and intent upon sharing God not religion. I can see why my son is drawn there.
As I sat next to him, I could feel that he had been wanting me to visit this service with him not to try and get me "saved" but to allow me to see what he has found: a deeper imprint on his path.
I felt his love for me and I felt his love for his family. I even sang Amazing Grace with the congregration.

Afterwards we ate lunch with my daughter-in-law's family and then partipated in the annual Easter Egg Hunt.

I felt happy; I felt loved; I felt accepted.

The three things that matter most to me in this life.

I love being a mother. I love being a Nana. I love my family.

Bragging A Bit

2010-03-31T10:40:00.001-04:00

In the April 2010 issue of Western North Carolina Woman, there is a great (I think) article about me and my work written by Cheri Jones. I am flattered and grateful for this!

You can pick up a free copy if you live in WNC, or you can go to their website wnc-woman.com/ and scroll down till you see the article.

And today, the sun is shining!!!!!

new poem

2010-03-30T10:05:00.001-04:00

Another Fire Blazing Hot With Memories

Memories I am burning
memories I no longer need to keep.

I thought I would sift through their lingering ashes some day
I know I won’t
I know I don’t need them
really, I never did.

Memories of moments I never quite processed
ideas I never let go of
people I wanted to love but couldn’t
people who wanted to love me and somehow managed to do so.

The fire is dramatic and sad and refreshing
all at the same time
I am growing emotionally
one blue flame at a time.

Memories I am burning
Memories I no longer need to keep.

Life journeys on…

MariJo Moore © March 30, 2010

Today

2010-03-25T11:23:00.002-04:00

the sun is shining and I am feeling like I need a reprieve from life but I just keep on keeping on....

life on life's terms..... something I heard a long time ago in AA meetings...
something that still rings true....

Spirituality Is Paying Attention

2010-03-14T11:49:00.006-04:00

Last night I was dealing with the fact that I needed to let go of anger and resentment toward myself concerning how I have given so much money to those I thought were in need, instead of being more concerned for my own financial future.
I don't only mean family, I mean friends or people I have come in contact with.
Money that was given freely, or loaned and never paid back.

I needed to forgive myself for what I thought was the cause of why I am now going through certain circumstances.

While giving a reading to a client this morning, he said "I don't know why I feel like I have given and given and now I need help and no one is giving to me. I think giving too much and helping others too much is a weakness I have." He was then told by the spirit of his grandfather, "That is part of your nature. That is what makes you who you are. Forgive yourself and know that whatever you have given has been and will be forever given back to you."

Not only did he hear what he needed to hear, I heard what I needed to hear just by following my path and doing what I am called to do.

I have given and given and I will always receive what I need, but not always from those I have given to. If I truly believe that giving is a circle, like everything else in life, then I have to believe that those who were helped by money I gave them have helped or will help others in return.

So now, I don't see myself as one who has to loan or give in order for people to "like or accept" me.
I see myself as one who has learned another great lesson by paying attention.

What goes around comes around....

Spiritual Balance

2010-03-11T10:52:00.002-05:00

Today is just like any other day other than it is not....

Make sense? Of course not, but not much is making sense these days.

Life is going on... bending, trying to back up but knowing it must go forward, shaping itself into what is meant to be while we wait around for... for what?
New love, new clothes, new house, new money, new health....

There is nothing new that comes without releasing something old....

We are born inside the circle
We live inside the circle
We die inside the circle
No way to step outside or over ....

Rremember, if you are feeling down today, you will feel up soon.
And vice versa.

This is life.
This is living.
This is the way of spiritual balance.

Wilma Mankiller

2010-03-08T11:10:00.001-05:00

“When people cease waiting for great leaders or prophets to solve entrenched problems and look, instead, within themselves, trusting their own thinking, believing in their own power, and to their families and communities for solutions, change will follow. In traditional indigenous communities, there is an understanding that our lives play themselves out within a set of reciprocal relationships. If each human being in the world could fully understand that we all are interdependent and responsible for one another, it would save the world.” —Wilma Mankiller

Holding Wilma in the light.

> It is with a sad heart that I am passing on this information which I
> just read on the webpage of Indian Country Today: Wilma Mankiller has
> stage IV pancreatic cancer. Life in this stage is from 3 to 6 months
> although some people have lived longer.
> Many will know Ms. Mankiller as the past Chief of the Cherokee Nation
> of
> Oklahoma. Indians throughout the Continent will be impacted by this
> event.
>
> Go to Indian Country Today's website for more information.

Past Life Workshop (February 21, 2010)

2010-02-22T10:02:00.004-05:00

Yesterday I held, for the first time, a Past Life Workshop. I must admit it took a lot of preparation, and I was a bit nervous. However, the day went exceptionally well!
I had prepared artwork for each of the participants and asked them to sit with the artwork and see where it would lead their intuition. Then I did a 12 minute private reading for each one. Afterwards, we talked about how each one could relate what had happened in that life to what is going on in their lives today. The results were astonishing.

I want to thank each of you who attended and to let everyone know I am planning my Second Past Life Workshop for Saturday, April 17th.
Anyone interested can get the info on my website.

My head is still reeling and I am very tired, but I am so pleased with yesterday's results.

Two Poems for The Wind

2010-02-10T10:21:00.002-05:00

LIVING BENEATH THE WIND - MariJo Moore

There are silences and there are silences.
Some that are pertinent to life
some rewarding in the mere
effort of observing them.

The sweet silence of a child's smile
the majestic silence of an eagle in flight
the deadly silence before the click of a gun
the destitute silence of eyes in old photographs.

The bitter silence of an unmarked grave
the murky silence of a still muddy lake
the angry silence of one who cannot fight back
the unaided silence of one's last breath.

There is also the silence that lives
beneath the wind.
A soundless sound which sometimes goes
awry and awakens a power that uproots
old trees and urges snowflakes into blizzards.

There is something extraordinary in this silence
something so fierce and creative
it is somehow inviting.
If ever this silence comes knocking at your door
listen closely with your heart.......
it has much to reveal.
© 1997 from Spirit Voices of Bones

OBSERVATION - MariJo Moore

The wind is a wild, wild woman
who knocks at the doors
of imposters
and screams inside
their brains.
© 2005 from Confessions of a Madwoman

Poem for the snow

2010-01-30T17:38:00.000-05:00

INTERIM

Come visit me
Spirit of Solitude
for today
there is snow
softly and pleasantly falling
filling the woods with a quality

of freshness and renewal.
No work today
only time
gentle time
spent alone with all of creation
and time

gentle time
always comes with
an essence of healing.
Come visit me
Spirit of Solitude
warm yourself at my fire

for today
there is snow
softly and pleasantly falling
in gentle time
with an essence of healing.
Come...

© MariJo Moore

This past weekend's workshop

2010-01-18T18:03:00.003-05:00

Thanks to all of you who attended... we had some new attendees this time!

Animals can teach us so much about ourselves and we need to learn all we can about ourselves during this time.

Stay strong!

Looking forward to our Spirit Speaking Gathering next Sunday.

Glorious weather today.... so nice to be able to stand in the sun and not shiver....

Random thoughts...

2010-01-08T14:15:00.002-05:00

I look outside my windows and see the bright sunshine and then I step outside on the porch and the coldness sucks my breath away...
Life is so full of ambiguity...

I was without power for four days and without furnace heat for ten days and I was so very cold but determined to get through the time and I was more creative than I have been in a month or so...

My new book has finally arrived and due to weather conditions, I had to cancel my first reading/signing for tonight in downtown Asheville..
but the book is beautiful and I am so pleased with it...

Happy Holidays!

2009-12-24T08:53:00.002-05:00

To everyone who has been kind enough to follow this blog, I wish you wonderful blessings during this holiday season.

There is a new year right around the corner!
2010 - oh my goodness!!

How I Am Feeling Today

2009-12-18T12:01:00.002-05:00

This morning (December 18, 2009) as I looked outside, I saw a red-tailed hawk circling, circling, circling in the falling snow.

I went inside, got some tobacco to offer, and realized she was reminding me of a poem I had written several years ago:

Underneath The Hawk’s Scream

I stood underneath the hawk's scream
long enough to know I didn't understand
long enough to know I needed to go deeper

long enough to know that the crows crowding her,
distressing her, tearing at her with their indifference
were there for a reason as were the blue jays quietly listening.

How badly did she want her nest in that tree?
What would she endure to make sure her cries were respected?
Her creations were born?

I stood underneath the hawk's scream long enough to realize
she was not screaming from frustration
she was screaming to be heard

long enough to know she was teaching me how to persevere.
"Carry on!” she shrieked at me.
"You have a right. It came with birth."

(©2005 from Confessions of a Madwoman)

These days, I get so caught up in what I am working on, I forget what has been given to me: all the gifts of writings, teachings, lessons, stories, etc., that I have shared with others. Today, the hawk reminded me of what I have been given, and in essence, reminded me to share these strengths with myself.

Simple Wisdom or Wise Simplicity?

2009-12-12T14:57:00.005-05:00

I have finally accepted the true meaning of detachment.

I know now that detachment and letting go are not the same.

Letting go is easily said and attempted.

Detachment is something that has to happen by changing one's beliefs.

It took a total psyche change for me. A dying of a belief that I had tried to keep alive for years.

Detachment takes action - the action of changing one's thoughts - changing one's actions - changing one's beliefs where others in our lives are concerned.

I felt numb for a while after I finally understood the true meaning of detachment from actions that caused anxiety and confusion for others. As a matter fact, I felt numb most of last night.

But this morning, I knew that the belief I had tried to keep alive inside of me for so long, was gone; it had died into the past. In its place is the true belief that was living inside my spirit, waiting to come into my actions, my beliefs.

We have to consider if we are really "walking our talk."

As Richard Bach wrote so long ago in Illusions, "We teach best what we most need to learn."

Listen to the advice you are giving others. If you are giving the same advice to several people; if you are giving the same advice over and over, then this is a message for you.

I've taken my own advice and my world has changed for the better....

Ain't life just full of mysteries and ironies and paradoxes?

Wednesday, rain, new book

2009-12-02T09:06:00.004-05:00

Ah December......

rain coming down sideways and I'm thinking of snow. I dreamed that snow was everywhere so I suppose it is coming to these old mountains soon.

Working hard on getting my new book of short stories out: The Boy With A Tree Growing From His Ear and Other Stories. You can get a peak at the cover and pre order one at my website soon. Books will be in right before Christmas!

Also, if you will go to NC Poet Laureate Kay Byer's blog - My Laureate's Lasso - and scroll down, you can read my poem "Traditional Mysteries Remain" which is included in the latest version of Appalachian Heritage - an issue dedicated to Cherokee writers.

Also, I have been working hard on getting ready for my next two workshops: Animal Medicine and Past Life.
I promise, those of you who have signed up will not be disappointed!

Stay strong, be creative, and don't forget to remember to give thanks....

Give Away

2009-11-24T09:06:00.002-05:00

I want to say thank you to all of you who were here for making the Give Away this past Sunday a wonderful success. I so enjoyed Safi's song and Gwen's poem.

We are embarking on a great journey into the mystery now.....

I know that we will begin to understand in our total being what medicine is all about...

We are working hard and we will continue to do so...

to send healing out into all the world...

Changes and Reminders

2009-11-16T08:54:00.003-05:00

Good morning!
A cold and frosty morning here in these old mountains. Our workshop this past weekend went extremely well. If anyone who attended would like to make a comment, please do!
Lots of changes going on here.
If you will visit my website you can see that we will be having only one Sunday Spirit Speaking Gathering per month until further notice. Next Sunday is Give-Away Ceremony and on December 13 we will be doing our Seed Ceremony.
Also, if you are interested in the January or February Workshops, you will have to register in advance.
I will only be taking 10 people at the Past Life Workshop in February.
As many of you know, I have been holding gatherings and workshops here for the past nine months and there have been a handful of you who have been truly dedicated and willing to work. I thank you and I appreciate your willingess and dedication. You have been given the first opportunity to enroll in a life-changing rite of passage.
It is my belief that others will follow...
but to you six, I say again THANK YOU and BLESS YOU!

Yesterday's Gathering (Nov 8, 2009)

2009-11-09T07:37:00.002-05:00

Yesterday's gathering still has me in deep thoughts. I am so grateful for this group and for the courage and willingness of those who share. PLEASE REMEMBER: What you hear here should not be shared with others outside this group. Take what you hear here and incorporate it into your lives and be willing to respect the boundaries and sacred space I offer.
I have worked hard to make this a secure place for those of you who are working with me. I respect your privacy and I expect everyone in this group to respect the privacy of each other. We are doing some amazing spiritual work, which requires us to open our hearts and let our pain and struggles mingle with our revelations and accomplishments. This takes courage and time and I will not have anyone here making anyone who is dedicated to this work feel that her privacy is not respected.
There. Having stated that, I want to again say thank you and blessings to all who could attend yesterday.
Next Saturday is our 2nd workshop on The Healing Power of Colors and I look forward to seeing everyone again.

News Flash!

2009-11-05T09:39:00.000-05:00

We are not learning.... we are remembering.....

Life as we have known it

2009-11-04T09:15:00.002-05:00

is CHANGING! So many people running around - scared - fighting each other and themselves - and I have been one of them! But not any more. I can honestly say I split open my fear yesterday, took it out, and let it go! So many times we do not realize what we carry inside ourselves. Old memories, guilt forced phony emotions, and dishonesty that if revealed would shine a light on the shortcomings of others.
Well, I am tired of all the passive/aggressivness in my life and I will no longer tolerate it in others.
I keep thinking of what Richard Bach wrote in Illusions, and I am paraphrasing: "Rarely do members of the same family grow up under the same roof."
I will discuss this on a deeper level at this Sunday's gathering.

Thoughts

2009-10-26T09:50:00.004-04:00

Yesterday's gathering was one of wonderment: so many who have been working with their medicine and regularly attending these gatherings/workshops are growing and opening up spiritually and receiving such great emotional support from the group.

I am happy to say I am one of these.

I do want to thank all of you for making all the work I do worthwhile. I love seeing the tears and hearing the laughter and I know all of this is Spirit's doing. We are making progress - we are learning how to become better healers- and we are learning it is OK- indeed part of our spiritual paths- to be vulnerable at times.

I must remind all of you that I listen to Spirit as to what each one in the group needs - that is part of my gift of being a psychic/medium. I am the vessel - I am not in the business of teaching American Indian ways, of passing on "secrets of Spirit" or of pretending to know more than I am told. I am here to guide, to learn, to offer a sacred safe place for those of you who are willing to listen and share.

I lay awake a long time last night, offering prayers up for each of you and knowing in my heart that I am doing what I am called to do. Thank you again for coming to the gatherings and workshops. Thank you for being a part of this group of wonderment and ever-deepening love for Spirit.

I do know that the group circle is going to grow with new people. We will be the ones who have paved the way, so to speak. We will be the ones to teach, to offer support, and to share what we have learned. This is by no means an easy journey. As you know, it gets harder and harder but more and more rewarding to our souls as we continue.

As we heal - an energy goes out into the world to help others do the same - to give them the courage to do as they are called - that is why the healing never ends - so many people are searching now - wanting to find a way to their Spiritual paths. THERE IS NO SHORTCUT TO DOING SPIRITUAL WORK! THERE IS NO ONE CERTAIN OR DIRECT WAY TO BYPASS WHAT NEEDS TO COME TO LIGHT AND HEAL. Hard work, acquiring knowledge, and paying attention is what it is all about. And being grateful. Being oh so very grateful. That is what constitutes a Spirit led life - or so I believe.

Creative Ventures

2009-10-24T10:07:00.002-04:00

I've been asked to lecture at UNC Pembroke on November 17th and am excited about this!

I'll be speaking on "The Healing Power of Words" and am looking forward to seeing old Lumbee friends and making new ones.

Also, I was nominated as North Carolina's Poet Laureate! Competiton is stiff but I am happy just to be nominated!

Beautiful day here in these old mountains....

colors are breathtaking!

Fall in the Mountains

2009-10-19T18:10:00.004-04:00

What a beautiful fall day today! The trees are showing off their colors and I am still thinking about our Healing Power of Colors Workshop this past Saturday. Thanks to all of you who attended!

Life is full this week with my teaching two creative writing workshops, attending Grandparents Day at Makayla and Emma's school, getting my information together to send in for my NC Poet Laureate nomination (the competition is tough but I am just happy to have been nominated!!) and cleaning the leaves off of my long driveway ... again and again and again.

This time of year always makes me think of change.... and change is a good thing.

We have to remember that once we accept ourselves as we are, we must get ready to change in some way again. And although sometimes change is scary, it is always a gift.

So, enjoy these beautiful days, smile at someone who usually pisses you off, and know that change is happening... here, there, and everywhere....

Yesterday's Gathering (Oct. 4, 2009)

2009-10-05T11:14:00.003-04:00

Although we had a smaller than ususal group yesterday (several people out of town), the sharing was as powerful as ever. Thanks to everyone who attended. I appreciate all of you.

Here is my explanation of ceremony for those who could not attend:

"Ceremony, which in American Indian perspective is a necessary act to obtain or regain balance with the earth, is the highest form of giving back to the earth so that she can replenish her supply for humankind. The purpose of ceremony is to integrate: to unite one with all of humankind as well as the realm of the ancestors, to blend one with all of creation. This allows one to raise consciousness and shed the idea of individuality, of separation. Ceremony brings one into balance with all there is. Each ceremony has its own special purpose. Of course, the purposes vary from group to group, from nation to nation. Nevertheless, all ceremony brings one to the realization there is no separation from anything or any one, provides great illumination, and gives one perception of a cosmic relationship. "MariJo Moore © 2009

Autumn

2009-09-28T09:03:00.002-04:00

Autumn is here! Cool this morning and life seems to be shifting into something we have been waiting for. I am working on the definition of medicine from an American Indian point of view and thinking of what it means to be a part of the whole universe, or, should I say "universes."

Our beginnings are beginning to call us to remember where we come from.

Some say the stars, some say underground, some say we, as spirits, sang and danced ourselves into existence.

Regardless, I am realizing that life is a constantly changing definition.

Ceremonies

2009-09-25T11:47:00.003-04:00

Our next Sunday Spirit Speaking Gathering will be on October 4 from 2-5 PM.

The topic will be "The Importance of Ceremonies."

This is a very crucial time in all of our lives, so I urge you to attend if at all possible.

We have much to discuss, much to share, much to hear.

If anyone would like to be a part of a virtual gathering via the internet, please let me know and I will see what I can work out.

Ceremonial Fire Pit

2009-09-14T11:06:00.000-04:00

New Poem Concerning Our First Ceremonial Fire (Sept. 12, 2009)

2009-09-13T10:34:00.001-04:00

Ceremonial Fire

Ancestral medicine
Rock
Animal
Blood
Reflections of those who worked with same
Ancestral medicine
Rock
Animal
Blood

Pipe smoking calling ancestral medicine
Fire burning welcoming ancestral medicine
Old spirits new spirits
Spirits not on this land before
Riding up on horses
Flying in on bats
Calling from a screech owl
Touching though a tiny dog
Rising from fire

All here we were
with them
Praying, drumming, rattling
Gourd seeds, deer hooves, small pebbles while
Flute was exalting
Moon hiding behind mountains, grasping our tears
Sun from other side of moon, laughing with us
Acceptance trailing in our wake of tobacco offerings
Water, air, fire, earth

Energies blending, spirits dancing
Ashes building to accommodate another
Ceremonial fire
Where hearts open hearts heal hearts grow
Inside and with
Ancestral medicine
Rock
Animal
Blood

MariJo Moore © September 13, 2009

Update on Sunday's gathering (Sept 6)

2009-09-07T08:30:00.003-04:00

I think yesterday's gathering was one of the best we have had so far. There was a sense of trust, acceptance, and willingness to share that was so obvious, it could be felt deep within.

I thank all of you who attended. Your words and tears and laughter are gifts to not only those of us in attendance, but also to those we love and cherish - those who have passed to Spirit- those whom we miss, and those who could not be here.

How wonderful to talk of love and relationships with such gutsy honesty and freedom from being ignored or ridiculed or dismissed as being sentimental.

The world needs sentimentally now; the world needs brave people who will meet and share their feelings, encouragement, experiences and love.

How blessed I am to be a part of this circle.

Again, thank you.

Poem for Group

2009-08-25T09:26:00.002-04:00

Gathering

Unheard laughter hangs in the air,

heavier than the unshed tears

we are all avoiding.

Unheard laughter

caught as a bird beating its wings against an open door

hangs in the air, quivering.

Unshed tears push their way past the laughter.

With a sudden thump, we feel our eyes becoming wet,

our hearts lighten.

Unshed tears filter through our sense of self,

touching us where we promised we would never

let anything in again.

Falling

filling the room with

a shared gratefulness.

Now

now

we can allow the bird to fly out the open door…

Special Day of Gratitude

2009-08-18T08:15:00.003-04:00

Today, August 18, marks my 23rd year of sobriety. How grateful I am! If I had not had loving people to encourage me, help me, guide me, I would not be here today enjoying my wonderful son, his wife, and my two beautiful granddaughters. So, thank you to all who have touched my heart, my spirit, my life throughout these past years. Thank you to all of those who have read my books, encouraged me to keep writing, and let me know that creativity is such an important part of our lives.

And a special thank you to all who attend our gatherings and workshops.

We have just begun...

Update on August 9th Gathering

2009-08-11T08:38:00.002-04:00

This past Sunday Spirit Speaking Gathering was tremendous. We laughed, we cried, we shared, we laughed and cried some more. The energy that comes during these gatherings is so very powerful; I feel the deepening connection to Spirit long after everyone has gone.
I am so grateful for what is happening here. Not only do I see the spiritual growth in so many others, I feel it in myself, as well.
Our next Gathering will be Sunday, August 23, and we will be discussing "Breaking Through the Ego to Spiritual Enlightenment."
Today, I am working on preparing for "The Healing Power of Colors Workshops," which will be held Saturday, Sept. 26 and Saturday, October 17, with the continuation workshop on Saturday, November 7th. Please mark your calendars!

Again, I want everyone to know that I welcome your comments, and that I am so grateful for all of the work that we are doing.

New Poem

2009-08-06T11:11:00.003-04:00

The Spirits are restless.

Smoldering fog skipping across the water

they taste the earth

they smell the sky.

The earth tastes bitter

we have not honored her.

The sky smells acrid

we have poured anger into him.

The Spirits are restless.

The masks we don to become them

have grown stale and salty with blood

of those who wore them before.

Our blood doesn't run.

Our blood doesn't mingle.

Our blood is stagnated

to the point of becoming toxic.

The Spirits are restless

and we are to blame.

Sat August 1 Workshop Update

2009-08-02T13:43:00.003-04:00

The "Working With The Rock People Workshop" held here yesterday (August 1) was wonderful and enlightening, and I am so grateful to all who attended.

We are all learning how we are interconnected to everything by Spirit (energy) and how our ancestors used this medicine to help heal and to grow spiritually.

Again, I am grateful to those who are sharing this path with me and accepting my role as teacher and student as well.

Those of you who have signed up for the August 15th workshop (same as the one held yesterday) are in for a great revelation and sharing.

So What About When The Miracle Doesn't Happen?

2009-07-28T11:33:00.003-04:00

What do we do when we work hard for a miracle: we pray, perform ceremony, have healing circles, even feel that the miracle is sure to happen, and it doesn't?

That is what I am dealing with today.

It seems there are so many things we cannot and may never know about how Spirit works in our lives.

What if one is told the miracle will happen just so he or she can deal with the real outcome in a positive way? What if this helps one not to "fall to pieces" and therefore be present in body, mind and spirit when the reality of a situation reveals there is no miracle?

We can never know the full story. As a psychic/medium, I can only convey what I am told to convey. This is a huge responsibility and no one is ever 100% correct. And of course, free will is always a factor in things that happen or do not happen.

Perhaps the miracle will present itself another time or perhaps the miracle came in a way I do not know about at this time.

I honor Spirit in all I do and realize again and again I am the messenger, the vessel, and am not God or Goddess or a Higher Power.

I thank all of you who read this blog, and I welcome comments.

Dare We Believe in Miracles?

2009-07-22T11:31:00.004-04:00

I found the following definition on the internet:

A miracle is a violation of normal laws of nature by some supernatural entity or unknown, outside force.

To me, a miracle is something that occurs when all the so called "odds" are against it; when faith and ceremony help bring the miracle to pass.

For instance, when Sharon Oxendine came back from Africa with malaria, and the medical doctors told her she only had a few days to live, many of us prayed for her, performed ceremony for her, sent her healing energy. She was receptive to all of this, and of course she recovered fully and is doing great. So, do we have to believe in the power of prayer, ceremony, healing energy to see miracles happen?

I don't know that it is a prerequisite, but it certainly speeds up the process.

When we believe in the interconnectedness of all things (spirit energy) we can definitely see miracles happening.

Any comments on miracles?

New poem

2009-07-07T11:19:00.003-04:00

"The Spirits Need Us As Much As We Need Them"

And when the last secret of the world is known

life will begin again.

When time has crawled inside itself

and discovered it never existed,

when the river spirits blacken into

the bluing mouth of the sky

then we shall know there is,

there always has been

a sacred place where the spirits gather

to pray for us all.

June 28, Spirit Speaking Gathering: Followup

2009-06-29T13:55:00.002-04:00

Thanks to all of you who attended the gathering yesterday. I hope you are processing the lessons and interpretations and will comment on your experiences here on the blog.(Just hit comment button.)

This was a powerful, powerful gathering: I use the word powerful in the sense of connecting to Spirit and realizing we are all interconnected with all there is.The topic was Free Will and Forgiveness, which gave way to three hours of sharing, learning, understanding, tears and laughter. All of this took us further down our spiritual paths as healers, and showed our willingness to allow ourselves to heal on a deeper spiritual level.

Two things to share:

1.) If one is directed by Spirit to do something (for instance, clear an obstacle from one's path, forgive someone, ask for deeper understanding of a relationship situation, etc.) and does not take Spirit's suggestion, one will be brought over and over again to the same situation.

2.) When one forgives one's self, one no longer tries to be a victim or punish one's self or cause others to punish himself or herself.

Again, yesterday's gathering was intense and a lot of spiritual ground was covered.

I give all credit to Spirit as I am the vessel.

Good day from the mountains of western North Carolina!

2009-06-01T15:31:00.001-04:00

"Some days you get the bear. Some days the bear gets you. And some days you can't even find the woods."

(from my little book Tree Quotes)

Many of you can relate to the above quote. In this time of rush, work, look for work, pay bills, spend, make more money, work, look for work, etc., we often forget to pay homage to Spirit.

Whether dealing with relationships, jobs, health, travel, or just plain "getting on with our lives," we should always remember to give thanks for what we have, acknowledge that we are all connected by Spirit, and ask for guidance.

In doing this, we will always feel a sense of comfort whether we get the bear, the bear gets us, or we are asked to live in the woods.

Don't forget, put your Spiritual duties (prayer, ceremony, acknowledgment, gratitude, discernment) first, and your day will go much better.

You might even get to see a bear!