After a few months of a certain 'urge' to climb a certain set of steep stairs in the cemetary; I have done so. There is a cemetary that I grew up knowing was there. It's a substantial cemetary that is directly next to a second cemetary. From the road you can see the mausoleum and a graceful statue of an angel. The angel is near to the entrance. I think that's it's job is to protect the souls of dead. Not far from this angel, there is a partially obscured set of stairs. They are made of granite blocks and are set into the hillside. I felt the need to climb them. Literally. There was this pull with in me to do so. When I get these urges, I had best heed them. Sometimes I don't heed them and then it comes a point where something in the universe says to me "Told you so." I listened this time; and I climbed the stairs. At times I was almost literally face down on the ground climbing. The stairs were infinitely steep. I had thought to myself that this would be a fine place to die, as they'd only need to bury me where they found me. I'm hopelessly out of shape- an embarassment to the Heathen community lol.
Eventually I reached the top of the stairs. After regaining my air, I started to look around. The first place I looked I saw my family name. It turned out that the more I looked there, the more relatives I found of mine. Are the disir trying to tell me something? I'm unsure. I didn't really have as much time up there as I wanted. I only had a half hour. I moved past the stones of my family and looked around. It was perfect weather for staring at graves; which is to say it was raining. As I proceeded, I opened myself up psychically to the things that I could discover. Oddly enough, I had no takers. This is a first for me. So, I began to reach out and 'feel' the things around me. I felt a gentle pull in one direction and weaved around numerous large markers to get there. Suddenly I feel overwhelming sadness and the great need to sob. Literally I was sobbing in a cemetary. I figured if anyone came by, it certainly wouldn't look out of place and people wouldn't likely call the cops on me. Imagine explaining that one to the police "I felt the urge to come here and sob. I'm not really crazy..." I let that part of me open to it, while maintaining my sense of self. I felt the need to move forward again. Not ten feet from me was the grave of a woman who had died just last month. She was 51. I stared at her stone and let the tears flow freely. I told her that I was sorry. My tears subsided and I moved away from her. Shortly afterward, I began to hear them. They were forever walking behind me. I began to feel a sense of presense. This was very exciting for me. It became clear to me that others seemed to want to be recognized. These leads me to the thought... A psychic acts as a beacon to things that are not of this plane and to the souls. Souls do not seem so responsive to merely acts of opening one's self to them. It seems as though they are attracted by strong and heartfelt emotions. I genuinely felt grief. It occurs to me that genuine joy could also be an attractive thing. It seems to me that it's all about recognition. They are recognizing more heavily the things they felt when they were in a shell. It's an electrical impulse, but it varies from just your standard psychic centers opening. This leads me to the conclusion that I really want to explore this more.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
Walk-ins and Spiritual Healings
This is one of the topics I had threatened to talk about in my last posting here. I wanted to talk about healing. There are many different forms of healing. One is a physical healing. In a physical healing, you're taking something that is physically wrong with someone and making it's progress towards recovery quicker. I use to like doing simple things like removing infections. It takes very little effort on my part and the results are infinitely quicker. You can have a sense of accomplishment lol. The healing that I've been working with the most over the years isn't so much physical, as it's more astral/psychic. The body is surrounded by an energy field. It expands and contracts. It's feelings change on a regular basis. This energy field (for lack of a better term and to find something people recognize) is called an aura. The aura isn't generally seen by most people; however you can develop the ability to do so. Really the only thing you need to do is relax and just let yourself go all fuzzy. Don't even concentrate and you're likely to start seeing that everything has a surrounding energy field. Computers, mice, bookcases- they all have energy fields just like us. It's make up is a little different, but it still exists. This of course leads me to the theory of manipulating your energy fields for entirely different reasons that I will not get into at the moment as it does not relate to what I'm saying at this time.
I digress- therefore I am. Let me continue.
My usual healings involve basically stepping into people. I won't even pretend that it's not invasive because it is. My energy field expands and blends with their energy field. Through this action I am able to get a better feeling of what's going on. It also allows me to remove and repair things. More often than not, an aura will have things either attached to it or wrong with it. I feel these issues in terms of color. For instance I will run my hands over someone and say "This feels an angry sort of red with blackish tinges." I am a synesthetic. Emotions and smells are colors to me. I feel emotions through my hands in color and I smell colors. If I relax I see waves of sound in color as well. In relation to music and to auras- for me it's best done in a room that is not brightly lit. The colors are not hugely 'vibrant'. They exist, but they are not resoundingly bright. While writing this, it gives me pause to wonder if I am a synesthetic because I am a healer or perhaps it's the other way around. I am unsure at this time.
I get sidetracked easily when writing. I was talking about things attached to people. Of all things, most of the stuff that is attached to an aura that damages it- is emotion. Emotion is an energy. It floats around. You know how if one person is having a really bad day you can tell even if they don't say anything? It fills the room like air. Emotions attach themselves. All sorts of energies attach themselves. This can also include entities. Entities are akin to emotions. They stick like glue and burrow into someone's field. Some people are more prone to this than others. I think it's because some people are more like beacons than others. These people are almost not worth trying to heal as they continuosly are picking up these stray emotions and energies.
Perhaps it's because there are some people that I can't help that I have grown to not be fond of healing. I can't cut out certain parts of the experience. Whether it's knowing something emotionally or seeing, smelling or feeling that someone/something is dying. The experience is a much creepier one than I have found I really enjoy. Can I stop being a healer? No I can't. Would I much prefer I wasn't? Yes. Like those people who are always picking things up, I can't change what I am.
Before I forget, I want to talk about walk-ins for just a moment. A walk-in is when a disembodied someone/something takes up residence in a living individual. The occurence of a real walk-in isn't very high I'm thinking. A walk-in doesn't push the person out of their own body, but seems to share it. Sometimes you get the old person, sometimes you get the new person. A walk-in can indeed be removed from a person. It's a matter of separating. However, once a walk-in recipient always a walk-in recipient. You can separate 'til the cows come home. Sometimes walk-ins aren't an issue. The entity involved doesn't always have to be bad. They can be helpful and useful. However, this isn't always the case. Sometimes the entity is horrid and more dominating. I can find it in myself to feel sorry for these people. There are however things that they can do to keep these things out. Shielding is the best defense against these 'strays'. Taking the steps to do it falls into their court. There is only so much I can do for them. When you inform them and they still let it happen, I cease to feel sorry for them. As I've said, I've done what I could do and it's up to you to keep yourself in good stead.
I believe that covers some of my thoughts.
I digress- therefore I am. Let me continue.
My usual healings involve basically stepping into people. I won't even pretend that it's not invasive because it is. My energy field expands and blends with their energy field. Through this action I am able to get a better feeling of what's going on. It also allows me to remove and repair things. More often than not, an aura will have things either attached to it or wrong with it. I feel these issues in terms of color. For instance I will run my hands over someone and say "This feels an angry sort of red with blackish tinges." I am a synesthetic. Emotions and smells are colors to me. I feel emotions through my hands in color and I smell colors. If I relax I see waves of sound in color as well. In relation to music and to auras- for me it's best done in a room that is not brightly lit. The colors are not hugely 'vibrant'. They exist, but they are not resoundingly bright. While writing this, it gives me pause to wonder if I am a synesthetic because I am a healer or perhaps it's the other way around. I am unsure at this time.
I get sidetracked easily when writing. I was talking about things attached to people. Of all things, most of the stuff that is attached to an aura that damages it- is emotion. Emotion is an energy. It floats around. You know how if one person is having a really bad day you can tell even if they don't say anything? It fills the room like air. Emotions attach themselves. All sorts of energies attach themselves. This can also include entities. Entities are akin to emotions. They stick like glue and burrow into someone's field. Some people are more prone to this than others. I think it's because some people are more like beacons than others. These people are almost not worth trying to heal as they continuosly are picking up these stray emotions and energies.
Perhaps it's because there are some people that I can't help that I have grown to not be fond of healing. I can't cut out certain parts of the experience. Whether it's knowing something emotionally or seeing, smelling or feeling that someone/something is dying. The experience is a much creepier one than I have found I really enjoy. Can I stop being a healer? No I can't. Would I much prefer I wasn't? Yes. Like those people who are always picking things up, I can't change what I am.
Before I forget, I want to talk about walk-ins for just a moment. A walk-in is when a disembodied someone/something takes up residence in a living individual. The occurence of a real walk-in isn't very high I'm thinking. A walk-in doesn't push the person out of their own body, but seems to share it. Sometimes you get the old person, sometimes you get the new person. A walk-in can indeed be removed from a person. It's a matter of separating. However, once a walk-in recipient always a walk-in recipient. You can separate 'til the cows come home. Sometimes walk-ins aren't an issue. The entity involved doesn't always have to be bad. They can be helpful and useful. However, this isn't always the case. Sometimes the entity is horrid and more dominating. I can find it in myself to feel sorry for these people. There are however things that they can do to keep these things out. Shielding is the best defense against these 'strays'. Taking the steps to do it falls into their court. There is only so much I can do for them. When you inform them and they still let it happen, I cease to feel sorry for them. As I've said, I've done what I could do and it's up to you to keep yourself in good stead.
I believe that covers some of my thoughts.
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