5-22-24-Reflections of a Muse

5-22-2024

Sitting on the porch

Wind caressing my hair

Listening to music

Worries swept free

Flashes of inspiration

Moments of self clarity

Peaceful feeling

Majestic dreams awakened

Magic once elusive finds me

Tame the fire

Breath in the mystery

Being me

Enlightenment found in simplicity

Why do we move away from the beauty & grace of nature?

How do you connect to your Muse?

Movement away from nature cause by a myriad of reasons

You have been conscious of the muck.

You have to climb up and reach for stars

It shouldn’t be as hard as it is

But yet it is.

So hard to silence the din of the electronic world

They teach you not to think but to fall into line.

Not to be inspired by the bird song or a sunset

Not to feel the power of the wind in your hair

Not to feel the warmth of earth

They put cold electronics in your hand so you don’t have to think.

To keep you occupied scrolling the misery

So that you aren’t experiencing life the way it’s meant to be

It’s become an addiction

Very hard to break.

But your soul knows what to do.

It gets louder when you don’t pay attention.

Then everything falls apart to get you to breathe.

A warning needing recognition 

Before resorting to harder lessons.

I task myself to be creative every day

Playing music instead of watching TV

Writing as often as possible

Remember to think

To experience Nature’s profound simplicity

Reading a book instead of misery scrolling

Moving my fingers across the keyboard 

Even if I don’t know how to play

Your soul knows because you’ve done it before

Just remember

I miss the times before the internet became a thing.

A bittersweet nostalgia that I try to recreate

It shouldn’t be hard to remember what it used to be.

Accountability for your Muse

Listen to Her

Breathe in her magic

Take her hand and run in the the roaring ocean

Feeling the waves on your body

Jump off that seemingly impossible cliff.

You are your own deterrent

You are your own limitation

Break free from the mold that society forces upon you.

Bring your muse to this reality & create

Transform from the cocoon to the butterfly

Find your wings

Find your tribe

Ride the creative train of the universe

Manifest the world you want to see

Stifle the electronic buzz that the world has become

Find yourself again and just Be.

5-21-2024 Musings

It’s been a few days since I’ve been 50 years old and I wanted to reflect on how I’m feeling about that milestone.

A lot has happened since April, I envisioned a podcast & manifested it. Reconnected with the perfect co-host. It hasn’t been without some roadblocks. I’m sure we will continue to have building blocks.

This quiet week is the creation part of the process.

How do we get our message out to the masses to build community & resources??

I must admit I’m flying by the seat of my pants like always with no clue where I will end up but such is my life.

I’m thankful that my son is still here with us after his accident on my birthday. He’s alive and uninjured but the car was totaled.

But I know that he is meant to be here for something important.

I feel our ancestors or another version of himself stepped in to see him to safety.

It also gave me time to connect with him on a much deeper level as I took a vacation to help him navigate the choppy waters.

All we really want in the end as living beings is connection.

This is why I think I’ve been so passionate about building community. If I fail the first time, I get back up and try again. One of these days I will get it right.

When I’m building community I feel complete in a way that is hard to describe in words.  It’s an eloquent reminder to put back on my writing shoes as I am a very descriptive wordsmith. 

With the world the way it is today, we need that community. But there will always be forces fighting against that.

I don’t understand why.

Is it some test for humanity? Some grand design or is it our own self sabotage??

If it is self sabotage, why do we do it?

When we are working on our higher good, life becomes more meaningful.

I need to empower myself to do better.

I need to create because that counters the feeling of hopelessness that I sometimes feel.

We get so hung up on mundane things that it sabotages any inspiration.

It’s back to survival mode when the ego takes the reins.

A constant battle of wills.

I need to stop it within myself

just this morning that subtle and sneaky ego pops back in taking me unawares yet again.

I thought I was more self aware but yet again, I let that voice get louder.

Now I’m angry with myself.

I need to let go of the anger and transmute it into something useful. 

So I create and bring the magic back in.

I empower myself to create.

I empower myself to step away from my ego

I empower myself to get out of survival mode. I don’t need to be in survival mode right now.

I have a house to live in.

I have safe and healthy kids.

I have food in my fridge.

I have electricity. 

I am grateful for all these things.

Everything works out if you let go of control.

Here is my daily inspiration from my muse:

A sense of relief slowly moves into my being

Deep breaths.

Everything is going to be okay.

Go with the flow

Let your muse lead the way

Magic dances on the edge of your vision

Shimmering and sparkling 

Bringing hope

Everything is going to be okay.

Go with the flow

Let your muse lead the way

Beauty in simple things

Magic within

My muse grabs my hand

Warmth fills my being

Hope on butterfly wings

Shimmering and sparkling

Dancing with Earth’s melody

Magic elusive is now found

Close your eyes and see

How wonderful life can be.

Wyrd Memories

Wyrd Memories

Heather Powers

8/28/18

The Tree stands tall as it has for many moons.

The Muse stands beneath it, robes of green, brown, and red.

She whispers words that I can barely hear,

Fierce winds bind them.

Focus and wind becomes softer, refracting sound,

The whisper becomes louder.

The words flow from her graceful presence.

The inner pen glistens with fresh ink

Waiting to be pressed to the page.

The ink becomes blood red

A thousand years call from the blood

The lost part of the soul moves closer

To the one who seeks it

A new journey begins to find the path.

Memories flow like the river

Slowly trickling to the one who calls

She remembers what and who she was

In fragments, like pieces of a broken mirror

Magick forms from these shards

Weaving a tapestry, the story of long ago

This world needs that tapestry

The one who seeks the words

Shall find them as her focus grows.

The words from long ago,

Written in her blood shall move forward

To the time that is now

And into the future

Her Wyrd strand fuses together with each step

For she is who was is needed now

And travels to what is to be.

The Journey Begins

THE JOURNEY BEGINS

8/12/18

To say my journey hasn’t been full of twists and turns is an understatement. I find that much like the infinity symbol everything moves around in a constant circular motion with a deviation here and there. That is how my path feels. But everything that has been put in motion since June with me finally came around this past weekend at The Asatru Festival. I have been circling around the Nordic path for some time constantly changing and evolving but I’ve now set down roots for my next journey.

I will be embarking on a year long apprenticeship with the lovely Ivy Mulligan (please check out her website: https://thegermanicteutonicculturalartscenter.wordpress.com/)  which will result in learning important skill sets of the Seidr, Volva, and Core Northern Shaman and I will be a certified Core Northern Shamanic Practitioner at the end. Now I must clarify that I could give a flying fig about being certified or labeled as anything, but I do care about learning what I need to know to help with healing myself and others as that is my path that I’ve been on for many years. Despite the circular route I’ve been on, I no longer can be unrooted and must firmly set my course so that the result with be for the betterment of myself and my kindred.

This decision has allowed me a guide to traverse this next leg of my journey. One must have a destination in mind even it’s only 2 feet in front of you. My Ancestors, Odin, Freyja and the Runevaettir are very pleased right now that I’ve finally marked my course on this next thread in my Wyrd.

I was fortunate enough to receive my first badge on my cloak of this path by getting my first tattoo. This was not an easy decision as much thought went into it. I did divination on myself, and then an outside opinion on it, then a vision of what was to be, and I chose the runes that will be forever etched into this mortal body.  I chose Othalla, Fehu, Ansuz and Berkana. Othalla is my roots and the blood of my ancestors, Fehu is in honor of Freyja and the strength and willpower to achieve the next step on my journey as well as good fortune and new beginnings, Ansuz is in honor of Odin as a wisdom seeker and connection to the divine, and Berkana for healing of myself and my ancestors as well as others.

So, at last, I’ve found purpose and with this decision, I have found peace.

Until next time,

As always,

Earthwindwalker

 

 

 

 

 

 

Updates and New Ventures

Updates and New Ventures

7/18/18

Hello everyone. It’s been awhile since I’ve written anything in my blog or otherwise.

A lot of changes happening in my life and spiritual growth going on.

It really started with my birthday this year. I had been given various visions and messages leading up to my birthday. And the recurring theme was that my birth year 44  will be transformative for me. The numbers added together make 8 and one of 8’s meaning is personal power and have faith in your abilities.  I’m still working on that but every time I put myself out there and step outside of my comfort zone, I get confirmation in my abilities and step outside of the realm of doubt. Self confidence has been an issue for me since I’ve been younger. Poor self esteem and doubt in my intuitive abilities. It wasn’t until my 20s where I was able to grab and accept self confidence.

As some of you know, I started my Divination business a few months ago. It was way outside of my comfort zone but I did it and I am constantly working on creative ideas for it to grow.  One of the many ideas that I have came up with is creating a psychic fair locally and inviting other divination practitioners and other spirit workers to join me and continue building our spiritual community here. The Christian faith does, why can’t Pagans do so as well.  Our world is changing and morphing into chaos but the spirit workers are being called upon to join forces and help people to grow spiritually and move forward. There has been interest from other divination and spiritual practitioners to do the fair so I’m in planning stages. Right now, it’s just finding a venue. I know we will have backlash but there is also the potential for people to open their minds and become aware of things behold our sight.

The next step in my journey was The Midwest Shaman’s Conference this year.  I didn’t go in with any expectations but came out wiser and with a new purpose.  I got to spend time with a lot of amazing people and learned how to open myself to doing shamanic work. I met a young man there who I was immediately drawn to. I found out the reason by the 2^nd day of the conference. We did a shamanic extraction class and immediately one of my totem animals came up and made a beeline towards him.  It was at this point that I connected to my spirit and started working with him.  Once I had allowed my shamanic self to emerge we found many layers of tar on his soul. My totem immediately stepped up and guiding my shamanic extraction ritual and afterwards I received confirmation that it worked and became aware of his energy shifting and then verbal confirmation from him. After participating in this, I was given other visions of my path forward.

We got to participate in a pipe ceremony where we were blessed with being near a 5000-year-old pipe and the pipe carrier went to each of us and gave us a message.  When he got to me, he looked straight at me and said Remember who you are.  This has been a prevailing theme in almost every vision thereafter. Connecting to who I once was. I knew in that moment that this was a life altering turning point for me.

Fast forward to the past few weeks, another gate on my journey appeared. My husband and life partner has been having extreme health issues. Physical pain is an everyday companion to him. In that moment, I was nudged to do healing work on him. He’s very hard to convince about holistic working for him but after working on him, he went from being almost immobile to mobile and considerable less pain. This opened the door to getting a massage table to work on him on a weekly basis. That in turn opened another door to a conversation with a good friend and fellow energy worker and she introduced me to essential oils.  Keep in mind this whole time I’m stressing about finances being available but again I was helped in that too and finances appeared for me to get the oils I needed.

I don’t know exactly where this door will lead but I’m getting more pieces to the puzzle every day. Next on my list is making essential oil blends for my healing work.

Our 5-year goal is to continue to build a local pagan community and have a spiritual storefront locally. This has been a dream of my husband and I for about 5 years. We are working on getting ourselves financially viable to undertake this huge goal.  I go back to the old quote, “if you build it they will come”.

Next year we hope to attend more pagan festivals, including the Midwest Shaman Conference, Sirius Rising, and Earth Warriors Festival.

That’s about all I have for right now. Stay tuned for my energy work journey.

Until next time,

Peace and balance

Earthwindwalker

 

 

 

Reflections of the Butterfly

1/31/18

On the eve of the January Blue Moon and just before Imbolc, I found myself in a conversation with my wyrd sister Tonya.  As we spoke, the topic of transformation and emergence came to light, and I felt my muse fluttering inside my breast, straining against the cocoon of human skin that my soul has chosen in this life. The soul of a butterfly resides within my heart and my beautiful wings move slowly in tune with my heartbeat. I sometimes feel that I’m a cross between a butterfly and dragonfly…each different yet the same. Each an avatar for transformation and change. I have a special affinity to dragonflies as they have appeared in points of my life that mark the beginning of change and growth. But the butterfly also speaks to me with its fragility and short lifespan. Each a lesson within itself. This thought brings to mind some of my old writings about transformation. The Lady Within, the first step on this journey, it was part of the tapestry of my wyrd and soul revealing. I find myself constantly circling my Nordic roots. But I find myself sorely lacking on knowledge of such, I just have a knowing of things. I feel inadequate to others who boast more wisdom than me and that feeling of not measuring up plagues me like a persistent mosquito, constantly buzzing around my ear. I’m trying hard to let go of these feelings but find that it is an uphill battle, sometimes a step backward when I allow it to take up space in my head for long periods of time.

Last night’s ritual was about letting go of some of these insecurities and I feel a little lighter but still trudge on, keeping my inner Valkyrie in my back pocket just in case I need her to fight through those thought patterns. So, I move on and keep a positive frame of mind and live my life, seeing where my errant inner child takes me. Sometimes she takes me on fun adventures, sometimes not so fun. The not so fun adventures usually mean I must reflect inward and flit among the shadows that emerge. I must confront those insidious truths that I really don’t want to hear. They are necessary for my spiritual growth.

A wisp of a poem finds its way to my fingers as I type these words…

A cocoon glistened on the old oak tree

a butterfly with sparking wings rests inside

Waiting for its time to emerge from the confines of fate

Transforming and becoming in tune with the soul inside.

I end this entry with hope for the adventures to come, for the paths that are yet to be shown. For new and old friends to join my soul tribe. A merry wind blows me on this new course.

As always, I remain

Earthwindwalker

 

 

Day 1 and 2 of Magical Talisman Challenge

Day 1 and 2 of Magical Talisman Challenge.

Day 1, a moving meditation with Ansuz,

I received goosebumps and the hairs standing up on my arms whilst doing this moving meditation. After the meditation, clarity came.

brought to me by DahkaBrakha and Wardruna

Dakha Brakha-Nad Dunaem

Wardruna-AnSur 

Day 2

 

Cleansing with Palo Santo and Kanaga Water

 

Rune meditation for the design for my talisman. As I sat in meditation before my altars, I was given the design for my talisman. Next step is get the wood I need to create it.

Background music by

Wardruna

Ansur and Solringen

Wardruna-Solringen

Peter Gundry

Wildling

Wildling

Vioblainn

Vioblainn

 

Enya

Book Of Days

 Book of Days

Deva Premal

Om Gan Ganapataye Namaha

Om Gan Ganapataya Namaha

 

Incense

Shamanwood

 

Shamanic Musings-The Call of the Stars

The Call of the Stars

By Earthwindwalker

 

The fire spirits dance in the wind as we stand in the meadow of ancient tree people.

Silvery threads of light shone through the tree tops as the birds sing their song. The lodge, made from the bodies of the tree people hugging the cloth that lay on the branches in ceremony, stands there and greets us.

The crackle of the flames fills the glade as we watch the fire move in intricate patterns within, smoke rising to the sky and towards the lodge. The trail of smoke moves with purpose as the sweet aroma of the herbs blends in the fire.

I am drawn to the flames, the mosquitoes flitting around us, landing and absorbing their sacrifice of blood from each of us. Sometimes just landing and watching the flames with us. The connection to all things is very present here. It’s a feeling in the air, the smell of woods in your nostrils, the songs of the birds, and the frogs intoning their mysteries to us.

I am exhilarated but intimidated, the feeling of powerful medicine sings in my blood. The purification is close at hand as the flames dance higher, binding us all together in harmony and solemnness as we line up, the elders first. We remove our material possessions one by one as we watch the lodge change in color. The lodge becomes a doorway into our souls, one that a few are reluctant to enter. What wisdom will be had there? What knowledge passed onto you? Where were will you go??

As each of us move towards the entrance, we lean down and move forward slowly on our knees and form into a circle, feminine energy is strong here, each of us carrying knowledge in with us. We are all starting on our journeys, some of us earlier than others, some of us have been on our journey for many years. The wisdom of the grandmothers to the maidens passing through us to each other,

The heat of the lodge overwhelms as we find our place in the circle around the rock people, the ones with the medicine to share. You can feel their ancient knowledge in there, a heaviness of spirit descends upon you. You feel the elders here. The ones who have walked before us and passed into their next plane of existence.

I lean back against the walls of the lodge, my body slightly bent and my legs crossed as I distribute the energy from the stones into my body. The energy is heavy but calming. The warmth that the stones radiate embraces you as the door to the lodge is closed for the first round of prayers. Sweat drips from your pores as the elder pours water on the stone people. You hear the sizzle of the water hitting their bodies.

My mind is buzzing, the spirit presence is strong. Time becomes irrelevant here. You are here as long as you need to be. You are here because you need healing whether it be soul or physical. Each one of us that walked through the doorway is here for a reason.

The prayers are sung, the notes of sound cut through my fear of knowledge yet to be heard. My mind kicks in and starts analyzing things and I heard a voice telling me to stop and listen. The medicine you need is here but you are trying to hinder it. Stop suffocating it with material things.

I relax my body, the pain that I feel slowly disappears, the sweat coming from my body goes unnoticed. My mind is silenced and I just feel at peace. As the final round begins, my mind tries to take over again and I’m fighting to let go and soar.  I send prayers to the stone people to release my anger and pain for things that have been happening to me and stifling my spiritual growth. My chest becomes tight and as I begin to lose the battle between my mind and spirit, I am thrown into a vision.

My eyes close and I am no longer there in that lodge. I’m soaring from my physical body, spirit flying. Vistas of beauty appear. The rivers flow quickly past me, the desert sands undulate, and forests move past me.  I slow in my flight and look up into a night sky with a million stars and utter calm fills my soul. As I look up, Grandmother Spider walks in front of me and is joined by the four legged and the feathered, a wolf moves in beside me, a panther slinks forward, an eagle flies in from the left and a hawk from the right, and an owl flies in front of the spider. They all move forward in unison and blend into another. An ancient voice speaks and tell me to let go of what holds me back. We are all connected, what you feel is what we feel and you are not alone. We take it all into ourselves and give it back into the earth beneath our feet and the sky above our heads. It is not important in the web of life; the pattern needs balance and for this balance you must let go. You are energy formed from stardust and your physical form is temporary, it is just one of many forms and moves forward onto the next, each one interconnected and woven together into a larger and broader pattern. Time is a construct of the human mind. Time is irrelevant. It limits growth. You are a creator as well as a destroyer as we all are. Acknowledge this and you will begin to see the mysteries and the patterns that are outside of your perception. Cool breeze flows through me, refreshing and light. The beat of the drum far away call me back, the song becomes louder and awakes me from my vision. I fall back into my physical body and feel the heat but am refreshed. A coolness flows over my face and fills my body, relaxing me and I sit there in silence as the pipe is shared. The tightness of my chest is released to the stones and I feel renewed.

We crawl out of the lodge touching the earth with our hands and knees and I look up into the sky and everything sparkles and shines with an inner light. The air feels lighter and like an old friend’s embrace. I stand up on wobbly knees and draw strength from the earth beneath my feet. I am offered water and it fills my body and refreshes me. I am healed and I feel everything around me. I am ready to move forward in my journey, reborn, and welcoming whatever the future holds for me.

 

 

 

Shamanic Musings-The Call of the Web

THE CALL OF THE WEB

By Earthwindwalker Powers

She heard the call of the drum that leads to her transformation…. a heartbeat deep within leading her to a sacred place. There were others around but she did not focus on them. She focused on her breath and her heartbeat, the words lost in the silence of the grass, in this place between the earth and the sky. A messenger appeared on the ground…. a spider with an 8 on his back appeared at her feet. She watched as the spider walked towards the east…. she followed him there to a grove of trees that beckoned. She sat at the edge of the grove and looked within, a pattern emerged as the trees breathed their song. Her eyes closed and images appeared, of spider legs creating a web within and around the trees. The spider spoke, her voice clear but firm. We are all connected in a web of life, each drop of water connects to the dirt beneath our feet, each blade of grass burst forth from this marriage of the two elements…. the strands sway grasping each breath of life and connecting to each other…a subtle tug responds in kind…the web wavers but stands firm becoming stronger. Prisms of color spring from within each life, subtle hues glistening in the sunlight. The wind blows through her hair, playfully caresses it and she feels reborn, her heart blooms and cries in delight as each strand of the web moves around her body. Soft but strong, yielding slightly as she moves her way through the branches and the roots of the trees. She is calm and content, in awe of the beauty of the mother. Her eyes fall to the pages in her hand, writing flows from her fingers, a picture emerges, the spider rests in the middle of the webs, cascades of red and gold flow from her chest spinning the threads that flows from her body and connects to the trees. The observer moves forward and becomes one with the grandmother, the pulse of life flows through her body and the web is woven, the strands streaming from her fingers which become legs and the silken touch of the web caresses her face. We are all one, we are all interwoven, our fates entwined. Fear should not enter your thoughts, young one, as you are protected by millions. Pinpricks of light fills your body with warmth. Peace is found there within the web of time, within the body of the weaver. She is the weaver of life and destiny, bound by the universe to create. Connections are made, but just a sliver, a silken caress of a dream fills your soul and calmness flows through you. You are the creator of your life, of your fate, the power is within you. Your soul has seen a thousand lifetimes, each one a little closer to the pattern of the universe, an awakening of the mind and body. You become the keeper of your story, the writer of your soul.  As she is filled with wonder and awe, she looks down onto the skin of the trees, to the fibers of paper, the words flow and a spider ally appears, tiny yet significant, a message given. She breathes in and shares her gratitude for the lesson. Onto the next adventure, her soul renewed and ready to begin this new weave in the tapestry of the web. Her heart soars and she becomes one with the universe.

HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 27-28 (December 28-29)

HTS 30 DAY MAGICAL ITEM CHALLENGE-DAYS 27-28 (December 28-29)

Day 27-I just did some rune research for my sigils for the bowl.

12/28/16 Rune Sigil Work for the Bowl

OTHALA

RUNIC NUMBER 23

DEITY: ODIN

COLOR: DEEP YELLOW

ELEMENT: EARTH

ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: FULL MOON

HEARTH, ANCESTORS, INHERITANCE

WARDRUNA-ODAL

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ALGIZ

RUNIC NUMBER 15

DEITY: HEIMDALL

COLOR: YELLOW

ELEMENT: AIR

ZODIAC: CANCER

PROTECTION, SAFE REFUGE, ROOTED AND REACHING FOR THE DIVINE

WARDRUNA-ALGIR

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FEHU

RUNIC NUMBER 1

DEITY: FREY, FREYJA

COLOR: LIGHT RED

ELEMENT: EARTH/FIRE

ZODIAC: ARIES

REWARD, WEALTH, NOURISHMENT

WARDRUNA-FEHU

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ANSUZ

RUNIC NUMBER 4

DEITY: ODINN/LOKI

COLOR: DARK BLUE

ELEMENT: AIR

ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: VENUS

WISDOM, COMMUNICATION

WARDRUNA-ANSUR

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TIWAZ

RUNIC NUMBER 17

DEITY: TYR/TIW

COLOR: BRIGHT RED

ELEMENT: AIR

ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: LIBRA

COURAGE, WARRIOR RUNE, NEGOTIATION RUNE

WARDRUNA-TYR

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WUNJO

RUNIC NUMBER 8

DEITY: ODINN, FRIGGA

COLOR: LIGHT BLUE

ELEMENT: ICE/WATER

ZODIAC/ASTROLOGICAL: LEO

HAPPINESS, EMOTIONAL SATISFACTION

WARDRUNA-WUNJO

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DAY 28 (DECEMBER 29^TH)

Sage cleansing

Dragon’s Blood Incense

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Called in the Ancestors, Runevaettir, spiritual allies, and Odinn

Pulled the above runes

Galdr’d Ansuz and the above runes for the preparation.

Played the above video links as I carved my rune sigils.

9 rune sigils on the outside of the bowl-carved with dremel tool

Put the runes and herbs that I have been using in the bowl overnight for final infusion.

Thanked the ancestors, Runevaettir, spiritual allies, and Odinn for joining the blessing of the bowl.

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I had such a positive spiritual experience with this. I’m glad my co-founder and spirit sister Kimberly received this gift.  I wish her many positive things when she uses this prayer bowl.