the spirit world, psycometry and tamsin

Certainly an odd title if ever there was one, lets be honest about it.

Well, for the first time ever I have done two things that I have never done before, one, I went to a ’spiritual’ open circle session in Mayhill and second, I met tamsin for the first time.  Thats the short story, now for the long version.

I showed up at the community centre all clueless as I tend too, not knowing where to go or who to talk too.  I stood outside the room for a few moments thinking that it was perhaps a previous session just ending before the spiritual stuff started and that I was the first one there.  Eventually I managed to pluck up the courage to step into the room and talk to someone, all the while frantically scanning the room for tamsin, my only memory, a photo on her blog from a long time ago, which I could barely remember.  Fortunately she waved too me and called me over (thank goodness, otherwise I would still be standing there now).  After brief introductions all round between myself, shirley and tamsin we settled down for the evening events, me looking all reserved and intelligent whilst being totally clueless and if anything a little bit nervous of the evenings activities.

The first hour was a session on psycometry, which I felt a bit more comfortable with as I have had this done before by my friend Anna, and at least understood the concept, and could possibly give it a try myself sometime as its more a form of divination and psychic reading.  A lady who I never met picked up my ring from the tray and attempted to describe stuff, and too be honest she was not too bad, and raised my eyebrow, expecially when talking about my car, hmmmmm, she a lovely car, full of character and bird droppings.  The second half was more to do with talking for and with people who had passed one, and it seemed the first person to stand up and say something decided to pick on little old me.  This really spun me out inside as I was trying desperately to make everything the woman said (Lily) to fit in some way without giving anything away at the same time.  Nonetheless she hit home with a few things and it has certainly given me enough reason to make me re-evaluate and question some of my previous assumptions about such things.

Overall the even was an interesting one and one that has and will make me think for some days too come.

Meeting tamsin I was a little bit nervous to be truthful, not knowing what to expect, but as she said, we are already friends and know many things about each other.  Its just that we never met, and now we have.

From a totally shamanic point of view, a shaman stands between two worlds, that of the real world and that of the spirit world, depending on which type of shaman it would tend to focus you on whether the spirit was an animal or a person.  It certainly would seem odd if, as a shaman, I choose to ignore or feel uncomfortable about the spirit world, instead staying within my own safely constructed universe.  I know for a fact that some shamans have spirits guides to help them, native american shaman spirits guiding the living shaman as it were and still teaching him things.  But I have ALWAYS been uncomfortable with this area, and probably will be still, something I obviously need to read up a lot more on (or just start watching all that weird spiritual stuff on the telly.

Well folks thats all for now, will talk again soon

P.S. The one person I would want to meet the most out of all those that have passed on would be my Grandfather, to thank him for his poetry and tell him what I did with it all, so that he could be proud

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Just been messing around with an idea in my head this weekend, specifically this morning, but I always tend to know when I am about to do something different or write something really interesting and I have had a feeling the last day or two which usually manifests itself either in some creativity or some pagan revelation.  The question, as always, is what do I do with it after.

So what exactly am I on about…..

 Well, all the way through my shamanic journey i have refused to travel down certain paths, namely the ones which put names to the powers that exist in the universe.  I have always been weary of giving a specific name to a power, thereby making it a deity (god or goddes), think of it as the last vestages of a christian upbringing, where I would regard what I do now as worshiping the evil.

So I have been thinking whether it is now time to give my beliefs a name, to nail my feet firmly on one path, forever cutting myself off from any other options.

So the next question is, exactly what are my beliefs, who or what do I worship.  Shall I go walk along the path more natural, or a path that embraces technology, do I worship the god or the goddess, or both or neither.  Which doctrine do I chose to follow or do I write my own (whilst being inspired by visions and ectasy).  Indeed there are a lot of questions that I need to find the answers too, and it will not be a simple matter of pointing a blind finger at a book of names to determine my faith.

I read earlier today of how one individual was inspired by apersonal experience when she met the snow queen for the very first time.  This is indeed a wonderful and magical moment for this person, but, alas I have no such moments with which to guide my choices at present.  Perhaps one will come soon, who knows……

So for now, I will wander this world, in the real, spiritual and cyber realms until such time as I find my true path.