Thou Art My Sister/Thou Art My Family

18 01 2016

As requested:

THOU ART MY SISTER

Thou art my sister, because we were born of the same Great Spirit;

Conceived from the same mound of earth;

Slept quietly together in the cradle of unknowing until Great Spirit gently set us in the midst of humanity…

You are my sister, I love you.

 

You and I are destined to be companions on the highway of life;

Together or apart. You are my sister, I love you.

If the color of my skin is different from yours,

It mattereth not, only let the beauty of our souls be kindred…

 

I will honor your wisdom and understanding, as you will mine. Together

We shall seek the seeds of truth in the distant rooms of the Great Spirit;

The reflection of inner knowledge shall wear as beauty upon our faces…

You are my sister, I love you.

 

If death takes from me the lamp of life, and the veil of eternal sleep falls across my eyes before yours, I will wait for you.

I will come to lead you a cross the bridge of night into the meadows of Great Spirit… You are my sister, I love you.

 

Adapted from a poem by Jean Humphrey Chaillie, Navajo 1940

 

MAY THE MOUNTAINS’S OWN GREAT SPIRIT

MAKE YOUR LIFE A SINGING STREAM.

MAY THE TWELVE NEW MOONS NOW COMING BRING A PURPOSE TO YOUR DREAMS

MAY A RAINBOW TOUCH YOUR SHOULDER

WITH A PROMISE OF ITS GLOW,

MAY THE SUNLIGHT FALL UPON YOU

AS YOU WALK IN MANY SNOWS.

 

Traditional Native American prayer

THOU ART MY FAMILY

Thou art my family, because we were born of the same Great Spirit;

Conceived from the same mound of earth;

Slept quietly together in the cradle of unknowing until Great Spirit gently set us in the midst of humanity…

You are my family, I love you.

 

You and I are destined to be companions on the highway of life;

Together or apart. You are my family, I love you.

If the color of my skin is different from yours,

It mattereth not, only let the beauty of our souls be kindred…

 

I will honor your wisdom and understanding, as you will mine. Together

We shall seek the seeds of truth in the distant rooms of the Great Spirit;

The reflection of inner knowledge shall wear as beauty upon our faces…

You are my family, I love you.

 

If death takes from me the lamp of life, and the veil of eternal sleep falls across my eyes before yours, I will wait for you.

I will come to lead you a cross the bridge of night into the meadows of Great Spirit… You are my family, I love you.

 

Adapted from a poem by Jean Humphrey Chaillie, Navajo 1940

 

 

 

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Don’t Look Back

12 01 2016

Sometimes we can be so startled by the magnitude of a change which has happened during a healing that we look back rather than forward. Often it is hard to believe that a goal, long sought, is accomplished. Changes such as the loss of something unwanted, such as an emotion, or a connection to something, or positive change in health do happen. It can be hard to believe.

Sometimes our brilliant analytic mind, in trying to understand how this change happened, attempts to trace events. This looking back can undo a lot of good. In some cases, look toward what you want, not what you don’t want is best. I don’t mean neglect reality. Continue appropriate treatment. But, be brave in facing the unknown which is your new reality with the changes that have been made. It is like a child clinging to an abusive parent because it is all they know. We run a risk of become what I call, “united in our woundedness”. Run or tiptoe bravely toward what is next.





A Simple, Easy and Effective Self-Healing Technique

12 01 2016

A simple, easy and effective self-healing technique

Following any deep spiritual work one can feel overwhelmed by the remaining energy of what has passed. Many, many years ago I learned this technique and still use it today. I’m sorry I don’t remember exactly who taught it to me. I hope it can help you.

It can be done in any physical position but I will describe is as though you are standing.

  • Begin by imagining you are in a small egg shaped bubble of energy.
  • Imagine unzipping this bubble below your feet.
  • Imagine your fingers extending out a couple feet and being covered with feathers, as though your arms where a bird’s wings.
  • Starting above your head, use these wings to sweep any negative energy off you.
  • Slowly move down your body on all sides, even lifting your feet to get anything unwanted under them.
  • Imagine this negative energy being carried out through that unzipped part of the bubble.
  • Then, imagine zipping the bubble up so that only positive and neutral energy is left in the bubble.

If you are not able to lift your feet or if you must do this seated or laying down just imagine your “wings” extending into the ground, chair, or bed.

I urge you to try this. It works. After a few times using this technique, you way start to be aware of a thick, sticky substance that is removed. It always leaves me feeling calmer and lighter. Good luck!

 

 

 





Are you interested in classes?

12 01 2016

I’m having a meeting this Thursday night at my house at 7:00 p.m. to hear what people want. I announced it on my meetup: Santa Cruz Shaman meetup. If you invited. If you prefer, you can email me at: lindanadeau33@gmail.com

Classes, retreats, sweat lodges, etc.????

 





Response to requests for training

3 01 2016

In response to inquiries I have scheduled a meetup for Thursday Evening, January 14 at 7:00 pm. If you are interested please take a look at my meetup posted as a Santa Cruz Shaman meetup.





Exciting new development

22 12 2015

I have just registered a Meetup called “Santa Cruz Shaman”. Please join if you live in the Santa Cruz area so that you can attend some of the sessions.  Please consider sharing this with your friends that might be interested.

The first meetup I have posted is a Women’s Sharing Circle to happen on Tuesday evening, January 5, 2016. RSVP required to attend.

Considering a Shamanic Journeying/ Drum Circle, Co-ed sharing circle, and a open Shamanic Healing Circle. Please let me know your thoughts.





Invitation and a Dream

9 10 2015

Open Studios has arrived already and I have done so little to publicize it I am taking the unusual step of cross pollinating to my other passion. My shamanic minded followers may not know that I also create art. You can see some of it on my other website: LindaNadeau.com  (add the work portfolio if you have trouble finding it).

First, here is the invite:

What: Open Studios at my home (Art, snacks, demos and most important, time to visit)

Where: 1615 Heritage Ln, Santa Cruz, CA – which in actually in Capitola near the Target

When: this weekend and next, October 10th and 11th and 17th and 18th  11:00 to 5:00 each day

I am really looking forward to seeing people! Please come and invite others as well.

Secondly, the dream. The first dream of ants I can remember happened during a profound initiation in the Himalayas in Nepal many years ago.  Then, just recently I have been having recurring dreams of ants. This morning I had a marvelous dream. I was somewhere at a shamanic gathering and a woman I don’t know was showing the group an amazing garment she had made. It was a shaman’s coat, a heavy bulky garment. I can remember the details of it quit clearly. I instantly wanted to put it on. I went and quickly changed into clean clothes and return to her to beg to put it on. Reluctantly she decided I could try it on. As I began to pull off layers of clothing and then put on the coat. The seamstress watched and changed her point of view, saying I was the perfect model. As soon as I buttoned up the coat on I began to walk quickly swaying and almost floating across the land in perfect harmony and happiness. I realized the garment was silk with a leather band near my neck and was much softer than I had realized. As I looked down at my left hand (I am left-handed) I saw that a small wooden ring was on my ring finger featuring my three primary power animals. In addition my hand was crawling with small animals and then as I watched, hundreds of ants also swarmed my hand.  As I have recently been fighting the ants for ownership of my garden and home, this was not all together pleasant. incredibly, I was struck by the fact that I could use my breath to focus the ants in a good way and they began to move down my fingers and drop onto the ground. The seamstress nodded in agreement is if saying I was using the garment properly. Ants are  industrious and I am working to learn more about the ant as a totem animal.In the meantime I think of their communal character, much in contrast to my primarily solitary style and thing it is appropriate as I invite others to visit, but more so as I consider yet another teaching opportunity which has come to me. More about that later. Hope to see you soon.