Author: Gail

Spiritual Medium, Wanderer Extraordinaire, Knowledge Seeker.
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On any given Sunday

Gail

As a child my Sunday’s were spent at our neighborhood church a couple blocks away. I was the little girl who grew up with the nuns who wore the long black habit and the whimple and the long black veil. I can say they were kind but stern and I was a little afraid of them. Catechism was taught daily and to be wrote in our scribblers over and over, again and again. I have to say I might have memorized what I was told but I did not a clue to who or what I was praying to. It just didn’t click for me.

It has changed for me as the years went on and I found myself wanting to go back to a church downtown in our city. I love the hymns, the rhythm of the mass that I know by rote. I pray to Creator/Spirit and thank him for prayers answered. It gives me solace.

This past weekend I found myself at a Spiritualist Church I had looked up in the paper. I loved it. The topic that morning was Karma. Something that I had been reading these past few months in the books I get at the library. Before the service began we had a prayer and then a healing meditation. I felt so comfortable sitting there with a lot of like minded people and then after the service meeting a few of the ladies and ohhhh couldn’t I have had a conversation all afternoon with them about any topic about intuition.

Super excited for more to come my way!

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A picking Sage we go!

Gail
Reserve graves
Reserve graves

This past summer I visited the cousins, Donna and Sandra east of the city. Ladies my age that are really in the know about anything you would want to know about:

  • Sweat Lodges
  • Traditional Healing
  • Elder Teachings
  • Medicine Walk- identifying herbs in the community and what they are used for.

Always good to have someone like that in your corner but I digress. I was driving in there corner of the country taking pictures and then spending time with one or the other. I had been wanting to attend a Sweat but it just wasn’t coming my way in the city. All I did was mention it and VOILA! I was in a Sweat by noon that day with an elder and some summer students from the reserve. After gaining more clarity for the soul I went on the hunt for sage which was on this high hill.

It was a very hot day and I popped my cowboy hat and boots and proceeded to climb with a big bag and first make a tobacco offering to thank Mother Earth for her gifts. I was told not to pull out the sage roots but to break stem off gently. What a sweet perfume!  As I sat on the hill after picking my share I looked up and seen 2 hawks circling above us. How peaceful and spiritual it was.

We were not finished for that day because I was to learn how to pick sweet grass as well. It was the same with an offering and a prayer to Mother Earth and then told how to pick the grass. There was so much and it was beautiful where we were picking near some ceremonial lodges.

I can hardly wait for the summer to come again and make my journey east of our city and do the visit which I dearly need.

Blessings All~

Intuition

Changes

Gail

Walking in the kitchen this morning the time 5:55 glowed from the kitchen stove. I had also noticed that time last night. So I popped into Doreen Virtue’s site and looked it up and whoa baby it looks like I am due!!

 555— Buckle your seat belts. A major life change is upon you. This change should not be viewed as being “positive” or “negative” since all change is a natural part of life’s flow. Perhaps this change is an answer to your prayers, so continue seeing and feeling yourself at peace.

This is a great way to start my day or anyone’s for that matter. Change is good. It is time for renewal and I welcome a change. In the past reading this would have made me fearful because no one likes the negative but loves the positive but now I accept whatever may come because it will happen and all for the greater good.

So when you see numbers that POP out at you check your numbers out. This is my go to site  ©Doreen Virtue.

http://spiritlibrary.com/doreen-virtue/angel-numbers

Blessings All

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Dreamer

Gail

Early this morning before waking I had a “visit” from my departed kitty Little Evel Knievel, short name Little Evel. In my dream he was walking with me in my adventures, an endeavour to be somewhere important, a mission. I picked him up and put him in my sweater to keep him safe and near me. End dream.

I certainly wish that every night I would be blessed to have these visits but the randomness is what I do love, the surprise. Little kitty passed in June ’08 and I have had a few dreams of him since then. That morning I knew something was a tad off and I asked my then husband if he had seen him. He told me he let him out very early. I walked around the neighborhood calling his name but no such luck. I still had that gnawing feeling, something in the pit of my stomach. Around supper time I received a call from our local pet control service who pick up stray pets and she said that they had identified him by his chip. I asked if I could come see him and she told me that was not advisable that he had been run over by a cement truck. Oh my pretty baby!

Intuitively I knew that he had passed that morning. I had felt that. But he lived a good 14 years with us. He comes to visit now and then and I love our visits and the missions we go on. My buddy~Little EvBlessings All

Intuition

Rituals

Gail

My way of thinking is that everyone needs purpose and for me I start the day with a visit to the gym @ 5:15 and home by 6:30, breakfast and then a hot tea and I sage. Using wood matches as I have been taught by my elders I light the sage & then proceed to move the smoke all over my body and then bringing the smoke to my face touch my forehead and asking Creator to let me “see” what I need to, my mouth that I may speak the truth, my ears that I may hear what I need, and lastly my heart to fill it with compassion and love, to be open and to thank Creator for this day, for me and end with our Cree amen “hiy hiy”. Then I settle down to a guided meditation, “Angel Contact” for about 30-40 minutes. For me it helps to “ground and keep me open” I then get on with my day, what ever may come.

Whenever I am out and about taking pictures I find it is another form of meditating and grounding ones self. I am present & so in the moment and loving what I am doing and that is usually being out in nature. This day I was in Devonian Gardens and talking to the bee and asking him for a pretty shot. I have to laugh at myself in these moments but they work for me. Time seems to stretch when I am out in the back woods, so timeless it seems, breathing in the air from the trees, the flowers. Maybe I should title this shot “Smile!” Hahahahahahaveryverybusy

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Lately

Gail

It’s been a while since I last wrote. I have been posting some of web pages such as the tarot cards and meme’s so you get a sense of what I read and see and also like. I am trying to get a handle on the process of making my blog to my liking. A bit of tweaking here and there and its all a learning process and a hit and miss. As well as going through my awakening I am also a photographer and hope to put more of my images here on the blog. I go out in nature where I feel the breeze and enjoy that open space. We have a national park about 40 minutes from my front door and this is where I escape to. Some days the bison are many and sometimes I am lucky to see one if not at all. I have slowly driven through the park @ 40 km which I am sure does drive people crazy but this is what I do to get the right picture of say the the coyote jumping to get his meal in the grass. Or that porcupine that is hiding behind fallen logs. The beaver basking on some mud with the ducks nearby. It’s another world that not many people get to see and I am one lucky gal to do so. The best part of this is the mindfulness and being present. My kind of meditation.

Blessings All~

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Dreams

Gail

I have always been able to remember my dreams and am blessed in that. They can be quite active and colorful. The best are when I have visitations from friends that have passed. My friend Terry had passed away a few years back and the few weeks after I was getting messages to pass on to his wife and daughters. While I could think that it was for me I knew that it was important for his family to hear what needed to be said. I receive affirmations that I knew nothing about and when recalling to his wife was able to verify. The dream of him sitting in the kitchen wearing black jeans and a white top listening to a brand new stereo with Christmas wrapping paper still clinging to it. A country station with “Trucker of the Day” and him waiting to hear his name. I knew not what this was about until I talked to her and she said he always opened his presents a few day early than Christmas day and wanted to have his name announced on the radio station. Alas it never was.

One night in his visit his message relayed about his stepdaughter to say, “Tell her even though she was not my real daughter, I loved her just the same!” This coming at a time when this little girl was in serious trouble hanging with the wrong people. I sought her out and took her into the family home office and sat her down and told her what Terry said. She broke down and hugged me.

If I can help anyone like my dreams do then I have done my job whatever that may be. No one needs to walk this earth with hurt in there heart when a kind word or gesture can surely help. I love my dreams and welcome my “visits” when they do come which is pretty much random but I kind of like that.

Blessings All~