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"There's a Bird In This Room" Part 1.

Last week a friend visited me in the garden. 

She is a gifted psychic whose talents never cease to astound me. 

In our first session 4 years ago she described in detail, the EXACT vision I had during a plant medicine ceremony. At the time I thought this vision was the godhead. However, she informed me that it was actually the true form of my inner heart space... Pretty deep

She's also wildly beautiful. Angelic. 

We were hanging with Melissa Officinalis, aka lemon balm in the west garden of Venus. I make a tea of its leaves often, as did Pliny the Elder who attributed living to the age of 108 due to daily consumption of the plant.

But just sitting there is enough to smell it. Listen to it.  

She says...

"I've been getting insight into a specific work that NEEDS to been done for the community... Psychopomp."

Psychopomp is the shamanic medium for connecting the spirit world and the human world. Kind of like Ang TLAB 

She continues

"I'm getting messages that the cemetery (1 block away) was once an Indian burial ground. Do you feel connected to the indigenous people here?"

Side Note: 5 years ago I went to the library and found a book that detailed the only historical recordings of the Susquehannock language. I've been praying, chanting, and singing the name of god in as many languages as possible for a decade. I was ecstatic to find the Susquehannock's word for god. It's Hawenyohetguhannaengeh.

So I replied to her question... "yes"

She tells me there is a shamanic spirit associated with the ground and that he was looking for help to guide trapped souls into the light. And she sees me standing with a long white staff that has a handle wrapped in green thread. 

She asked, "where does the sunrise?" 

I'm laying in the grass listening to her story, and a tiny bug landed in my ear. It tickled a bit, I swatted and said: "OK OK I hear you."

I turned to the psychic and suggested we walk to the cemetery. 

She said "I love the way you listen to nature. The way you live."

I'm impressed she could tell what I was doing... but not surprised.

So we head over to the cemetery and find a 50-yard strip of grass. On one end stands 2 rose bushes. At the other end is a naked flagpole. We sit in front of the bushes and face out towards the massive estate beyond the strip and pole (lol, no pun intended). Here, the tombstones lie flat on the ground. So the view is a large, well-landscaped field speckled with giant mausoleums and statues of saints.
 
I light the palo-santo and begin to pray. She starts channeling information about stuck souls, a shaman, and how there is a role for me to play in this psychopomp. I listen, then sing a song to Hawenyohetguhannaengeh. I tap the lighter on the sacred wood like an instrument, keeping our consciousness present and moving with the beat... like a shirt rubbing.

The small ceremony ended. We left. We parted. The day ended. 

At 4am I awoke from a dream where I saw and heard my porch door opening. There was a presence in my presence. This is not uncommon in my house, but uncommon for me to feel in general. I don't normally psychopomp. I walked out to the door (which was shut btw) then continued to the back garden.

Looking through the backyard, beyond the neighbor is the cemetery. The southeast corner of the yard points directly due southeast, where the sunrises. I closed my eyes and saw, felt, imagined, but definitely did not fabricate or expect, a group of 25-30 souls/energy bundles wandering in the cemetery. I pointed towards the southeast corner, (which was about 40 minutes from sunrise) and the group energy began to shuffle in that direction. I was surprised, but also partly felt like it was a dream. When my arm got tired and went to my side, the souls stopped moving. I raised my arm and they started again. When I put it back down... they stopped 

ugh... which I RARELY say or feel about any task. I'm all about "Chop Wood, Carry Water"

I went inside. Drank some water. Went back out. Sat in the grass. Raised my arm and pointed to the corner and supported the arm with my other arm until the group fully arrived at the location precisely in between myself and the South East. So it looked from my perspective like they reached the sun. Which we know isn't physically possible bc the sun is 93 million miles away

But I digress

The sun peaked into the yard at the exact moment when they arrived and I felt myself come out of a trance. Or maybe I had just fallen back asleep

Either way, I went back inside, yoga'd, laid down next to my sleeping daughter and went... back to sleep

In the morning I woke up and there was a bird in my room. It snuck in through an open window and flew down to the altar, next to the sacred vine 

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