Spirits Invading Dreams???

Can a spirit invade dreams? I've been asking myself that question recently. I've always had spiritual dreams as long as I could remember, but my recent dreams are standing out more. I don't know why I'm taking notice to these dreams, but I've been having people approach me in my dreams about events going on in my life when I'm awake.

One dream I had was in a neighborhood where there were stores and vendors lined up on both sides of the street. I happened to see this Afro-latino couple who owned a small shop. The man's wife approached me  and grabbed my hand so I couldn't let go. She was a beautiful dark-skinned woman and her husband looked almost white. She told me to come into her shop that her husband could give me a reading. I had politely told her no but she wouldn't let go of my hand and started to walk me to her shop. She was telling me in a calming way that he was there to help me. Out of curosity I followed her into this shop. The shop did look like a typical ethnic spiritual shop that you would see in the hood. Her husband approached me, took my arm, and started to talk about how he was a priest and how great he was at his craft. Just bragging so I opened up to him about some things that were bothering in my spiritual path and he walked me to the back of the shop. He had some kind of beans or shells and incense burning all in this woven basket. He started throwing those beans or shells around and I didn't feel right. His wife was just steady staring and smiling all weird at me. He was starting to talk to me about my path. He was telling me that I should listen to him because he could help me with my spirituality. He so braggalicious with it and I felt like I told him too much. I didn't know this man from a can of paint. I felt exposed and started to leave. I had interrupted him and told them no thank you and left the store.

Another night I'd dreamed that these 3 women were asking me about who was the man I'm seeing. What was his name? I woke up shocked that I was asked something like that and how did they know I was seeing someone.

A more recent dream of mine was I was with one of my friends and I was telling her how I wanted to buy some crystals. We happened upon this store where this white guy worked and lived there. My friend said let's go in it looks like this place may have the crystals you're looking for, so I was like okay and we went in. This place looked like a mixture of a house and store. It was really nice looking. The guy approached us and asked how he could help us. I asked him if he had any citrine and amethyst. He was a little cocky and told me that he had citrine but I didn't need the amethyst. I told him I would like to see the citrine but I was still going to get the amethyst somewhere else then. He showed me the citrine on one of his shelves. It was shaped like an obelisk. I went to hold it and he stopped me before I could touch it and said that there really isn't anything special about you. Don't worry you're just an ordinary girl and that there were spirits in his house and he knew I wouldn't be able to see them and I should be happy that I wasn't like that. I looked at him bewildered because while he was saying that to me I saw a shadow spirit in the figure of a man peeking its head at me in his foyer. I didn't say anything to him and I just left.

Spirits do live in an etheral realm/dimension and along side of us. They can see our lives to an extent. I say to an extent because these spirits may have had pieces of the information but not all hence them asking me questions. Spirits like people can come to into our lives to help give direction that we need or to divert/distract us from our path. In sleep our minds are open to these other realms that may not be apparent in our conscious state. The thin veil is gone. I still question if this is my subconscious giving me messages or an actual invasion because of the circumstances...I don't know.

Walking the Way of the Spirit

I am currently searching for a walking stick. This is not just any stick. This stick will be the one that calls my spirit to it. It has been a while since I took one of my nature walks. The holiday season and the change in weather (winter feeling approaching) has been my excuse not to do some of the things I usually do when connecting to mama earth and her universal elements. Well my old soul is not letting me get off the hook that easily.

I had been in a sort of spiritual hibernation (yes even Spirit needs rest), and now I am waking from it. When dealing with matters of the universe and nature, I rely heavily on my old soul that has lived many spiritual past lives, the ancestors, and spirit guides. When my soul speaks, I have to listen. Sometimes I can be lazy when having to do a task that will help me to elevate spiritually in this lifetime. My spirit resounds loudly and repeatedly to me where it can be hard to focus on daily life that I have to perform spiritual rituals to fulfill my soul.

With walking sticks, they are used in ritual work/magic, symbols of authority, record keeping via carvings in the stick, etc. There are even references to staffs/sticks used in spiritual work in the bible. Ritual sticks are used by spiritual priests/priestesses in traditional religions (shaman, root work, paganism, African traditional religions, etc.).

What the stick will be for me is a representation in my spiritual journey or whatever my spirit wants it to be for me at intervals in my life.  Being an electic shamanic solitary witch of color, I have many spiritual bases to pull from in my journey. I rely on all of my foundations to guide me in the direction that I need to go.  I look forward to my journey to connect to nature and listen when my spirit calls me to work.

Blessed be to you all on your journeys....

Roy Ayers - Liquid Love

Well it's been a while since I've been on my blog. Just been doing some personal introspection, enjoying family and friends, and getting ready for the upcoming holidays. Times are so hard out here. I remember a few years back milk was just about $2-2.50 a gallon, bread was about $1.50 a loaf...now it's like milk is just about $4 a gallon and bread is almost $3...that may not seem like such a big deal...but "little things" like these add up especially when a household (working class to almost nonexistant middle class) has one income provider for the family and companies are not adjusting their compensation to the cost of living.

I've stopped watching the news a couple of years ago (another subject I would love to go into later...I just think that major network "news" stations are just another arm of fat cat corporations to keep their agendas going and we the so-called critical thinking society are suppose to just believe everything they tell us...but alas the corporations know the simple gulliable american mind of a sheep society) so I'm not up to date on the supposed recession that feels more like a depression to me, because I definitely feel depressed sometimes that I can't provide myself and my child the basic necessities without robbing Peter to pay Paul. I know a lot of people are feeling the same way I'm feeling. I've begrudgingly started looking for a second job. I really didn't want to go down this road because being a working mom, I cherish the little time I have with my child everyday to catch up on his day at school, having dinner together, enjoy seeing him doing sports and karate, just being a mom before he goes off to bed for us to start another long day of work and school.

I didn't know it would be this hard trying to find a secondary job for supplemental income. Walmart has a waiting list where I live, I've had to go on 3 separate interviews for a salesperson position at a major retail store at a nearby mall (didn't get the job...scratching my head on that one), I've even started to look for work at home jobs. Many of their websites forewarned me of their waiting lists and don't hold my breath if I thought I would start working right away (I've applied anyway...won't be holding my breath but I will check my email for an assignment if ever I'm a thought in their mind).

I remain hopeful. The spiritual voice inside of me is telling me this is just a momentary setback, and it will get better soon, so I try not to stress too much.  My son is learning the word budget (he doesn't like that word at all...LOL). Hey maybe I'll lose some weight on the budget diet as well. I'm grateful that I have my health and my family to support me. I know there are people out there who may have less than what I have and I do appreciate what I do have. I hope we can all find a way to be able to provide for our families so we can stop letting this parasitic economy drain us of our emotional, mental, and spiritual well-being. Please stay prayed up no matter what your spiritual and/or religious beliefs are. Keep harmony and balance; we are no good to others if we are not at our best. Take care of you in order to take care of the ones you love.

Dating In the New Millenium

How did dating become so difficult? I have always heard of stories from our grandparents generation how they were married for 50+ years and they barely knew each other before they even walked down the aisle. On the other hand, I and many of my married friends were considered lucky if we even made it past the 7 year itch (5 years for more of us). I and a growing number of my friends are now in the divorce or never been married zone. We truly made a huge leap from long term marriages to the "I hope we can make it past the 1st date" scenario...oy vey!

I've digressed a little bit...back to dating. When I was in my twenties, dating wasn't so much work sort of speak. You were in it to have fun and enjoy the other person's company. If you clicked, that was just the icing on the cake. My dating experiences back then were hit or miss...you'd met your duds or you'd met your gems...it's the rolling of the dice when meeting new people. I'd met some okay guys that turned into longterm commitments and some that if ever I saw them, I would do a swan dive behind the nearest car praying they didn't see me...smh...LOL.

Now it's the new millenium, I'm older and hopefully wiser. I've noticed that dating isn't as easy for me as it was when I was "hot and poppin"...yeah I said that...LOL...I have no tolerance for bullshit and game playing, so my dating life had been few and far between. I'd listened to my instincts more and stopped giving people unworthy props because they had "potential" that they didn't use nor planned on using. I've done blind dates, online dating, just walking down the street hoping someone will bump into me and we'll instantly fall in love (like I've seen on my favorite Lifetime shows)... hell I've even entertained the thought of a prearranged marriage and/or polygamy...yeah I was getting a little desperate towards the end. I'm always hearing from people: "he'll be there when you'll least expect it"...Okay...so I've kinda pretended I wasn't looking but I kind of cheated by trying to look for him by not looking for him so he can find me just in case we walked by each other and missed our window of opportunity...I know that sounds crazy but hey I ain't getting any younger here.

Stories from my single girlfriends aren't any happier either. Is there any hope for us...the older sexy generation... to find a life partner in today's time of instant gratification, overstimulation, and too many options that men are encountering in the technological dating age. Let's face it, the internet is not helping in our dating relationships...there are couples who have broken up because one was obsessed with being online constantly. Facebook and other social media give us far too many visual options. It's like the candy store for people to window shop for liasons/hook-ups. I'm like Erykah Badu "an analog girl in digital world". It seems there is no place for old-fashioned values in today's hypersexualized reality where you can get the milk, the cow, and the farm by taking low expectation/ low standard having women to McDonald's or Whole Foods (inside joke...LOL) where they will easliy give it up for a Big Mac...wtf...is this what quality women are competing against...the easy lay...in my Fred Sanford voice "Elizabeth honey, I'm coming to join you."

One thing we can do to ease the dating frustration is to open up our options to guys that we would normally not be with in our preference zone (height, skin tone, race, religious and/or spiritual backgrounds, etc.). We never want to block our blessings by being too rigid in what we're looking for in a partner, but don't be stupid either settling for the lazy guy that thinks just being in your presence once in awhile for his own selfish reasons is enough to satisfy you. I've had couples tell me that they never thought they would end up with the person they are with now and how funny fate can play a role in their happiness. Say hi to that nerdy guy, you never know he'll probably treat you like a queen that you deserve to be and may make the best husband for you.

To my fellow sisters in the dating jungle trying to find long lasting productive relationships...keep your heads up and don't sacrifice your values just to have a warm body next to you. Any man that will find appealing a woman that will give of herself so easily for so little in return, you don't want as a life partner. It speaks VOLUMES of the man's character as well. The shear laziness and misogynistic view that those type of men have about women will be detrimental to your well-being. Just remember birds of a feather flock together. RUN if a guy can't respect your boundaries and wants to only think of his own selfish desires at your expense. I still have hope that there are "analog guys in a digital world" as well. Let's just try to attune our antennas to send and receive the signal for each other. (NOTE: If any guy take offense to this, then you are that asshole)

Fall Is Approaching

Fall is the season is when I feel most alive. The leaves will be changing to a spectrum of beautiful colors. The animals will start to prepare themselves for their long slumbers before winter comes. My nature walks will give me such a delicious magical element in everything I will encounter. Fall seems to have a witchy essence that floats in the air. Even my black cat enjoys the feeling Fall brings and will scratch at the door to let him outside to enjoy the magic. This is the time nature takes one last hoorah before it's somber winter sleep. I celebrate the return of Fall by decorating my home with such natural colors of orange, greens, reds, and yellows. This is also the season of harvest. This is the time to enjoy the "fruits of our labor" whether it be in our relationships with family and friends, jobs, and/or our spirituality. I use this time to enjoy the milestones that I have met and to look towards the future with a new energized outlook at my future possibilities. I wish I could freeze time and savor Fall's magical elements year round but each season serves it's purpose. So I welcome my favorite season like an old friend, and enjoy it's company for the time it is with us.

Beware of the Angry People

I am cutting out people who are angry from my sacred spiritual essence. Let me explain. Anger is a natural emotion in our many emotional arrays we pull from to express what is going on within us and/or around us. I have nothing against anger; it can be a great catalyst for action to occur for better or worse. Hopefully for the better.

What I'm talking about is the person that walks in perpetual anger immobilizing them to evolve for the better. That constant "dark" cloud over their head, never seeing the rainbow through the storms. The person whose words only cut like a knife at the heartless expense of someone else's mental, emotional, and spiritual well-being and upliftment thinking in the same breath they are doing you a favor in helping you see the "error" of your ways. The person who can walk into a room of happy collective cooperative faces only to have its occupants mentally and emotionally hijacked because that angry person felt the need to "express themselves" in a hostile, combative, bullying method because they feel the need to teach the "weak-minded sheep" that their way is your salvation in the angry person's self-ASSumed Saviour complex.

Those angry people remind me of the Twilight Zone episode where a revolutionary started out with the best intentions of uplifting his people, when power was given to him, he in turned became the very terror/dictator he sought to destroy. Even willing to kill those (family, friends, comrads, etc.)  he lived and grew up with because they did not agree with his philosophy and ways being. The human mind can become so perverted when anger and a sense of entitlement are combined. When left unchecked that angry person will become the very thing they've despised so much: the self-fulfilling prophecy.

I choose to stay guarded up and remove those energies from by being. To the angry people...you can put that where? back there...deuces

JILL SCOTT - MISSING YOU

Unlearning Being a Man

I am at a quandary...well maybe not quandary...but I have recently got back into dating...I've met some duds and some okay guys...I am currently talking to a really nice guy that I had clicked with immediately. We are taking it slow because we want this to be something that we go into with both eyes open (keeping fingers, eyes, toes, etc. crossed that we make it).

In our budding relationship, I am realizing that I have been in the habit of being both a woman and a man in everything I did in my past relationships. I act like a man sometimes, and I don't even realize it. My circumstances had forced me to be that way and also for a lot of women that I know.  Just to give some insight into what I'm saying. I have seen women having to do for themselves, because they didn't have the help and support of their mates to help take some of the burden off of their shoulders. These women are in my family, they are my neighbors, friends, etc. This was and is a sad norm in my reality. Fellas I'm NOT saying all men are like this, I'm only talking about my personal experiences...if you are feeling some kind of way about this blog then maybe you are one of those men and may need to re-evaluate what you want for yourself, your family and your community.

Growing up as a child, the idea of relationships were the woman (my mother included) held down the house, the job, the kids, etc. even if they had a boyfriend or husband. I'm pretty old-fashioned when it comes to family dynamics: marriage, mom, dad, child(ren) all togther in one household. I'd wanted the partnership my grandparents had. I've tried not to be what I saw growing up, but sadly I have been put in that position that others before me have been.

I hope someday this changes and will be an exception for the next generation of little girls and boys growing up behind us. That will take my generation and older generations to take a long hard look at ourselves in the mirror to fix this since we are the examples that our babies are following, but that is another subject matter to go further into in another blog.

Being in this new relationship, it is bringing this "quandary" to my attention. I am for once allowed to be the "gentler sex" with this man. I am trying to figure out what that means to me and to us as we grow together. When I see him, I see someone that does not second guess that he is a man. Not saying that men don't know they are men, but with him I see someone who knows what he wants and will do what it takes to have the things his family will need. He is NOT the type to ask a woman to take care of him like he's a child (example: asking for spending money, a place to stay, etc.). There is a self-assured confidence with him that I have not seen in my previous relationships where the guy would tell me that they are the man, but I've had to feel like a parent to them for their decisions that have put me in survival mode.

Some of the things he does is he makes sure that I walk on the inside part of the sidewalk; he'll even move me back when I start to wander near the street...LOL...he even tells me it's okay to let go of the control when he sees concern in my face. He understands why I had to be that way. I don't have to be that with him, because he shows me that he has things under control. He even calms my fears by telling me my fears out loud to know that he was listening to me. So now I am relearning what partnership means for us and consciously telling myself it okay to need him as well as want him. You don't have to do everything by yourself. It's okay to be vulernable and to have that knight in shining armor to protect you. Like any other habit this will be a work in progress that I will learn to incoporate into my pysche. He is helping me to be more aware when I'm stepping into the Men's Zone :-)

NOTE: This is not about being submissive for either party but for us to look at redefining partnership that will be conducive to the couple and the family dynamic...there is no right or wrong way to know what best works you for...this is my personal walk that maybe helpful with others in their journey as well.

Walking the Road of Spirit

In my spiritual journey in this present lifetime, it's so important to have the connection to the spirit world (Goddess/God Energy, Ancestor connections, Earth and Cosmic connections). These connections play a huge role in our place in physical and ethereal worlds. Meditation/prayer is the means to connect and bridge them. Through meditation/prayer we open ourselves to messages to be received and to feel the energy that constantly surrounds us.

These connections play a very important role in rituals. When we are connected to the spirit world, we can pull from those energies to assist us in the physical world. Ritual is the physical manifestation that bridges the physical and spiritual world. You can work with spellcasting, candle magic, trancing, etc. There are rituals that are established through working with a coven or practicing african or native american traditional religions. But you can create your own ritual as well especially if you are a solitary witch. Ritual work is mostly spirit connection and intention. I follow my spirit and listen to messages from my angels/spiritual guides to help me in ritual magic.

I believe in also mentoring with more established psychics/spiritualists because working with the spiritual world is great but it could be dangerous to your mental, emotional, and physical well-being if your are new to it and accidentally open a Pandora's box. You don't want to open a door where a malevolent spirit may want to do you harm. Just as there are good and bad people in the physical world, there are good and bad spirits in the ethereal world. Make sure you are guarded up and protected when you open those connections. You don't want to chance spiritual attacks.

I do believe in karmic energy or balance energy so intention is very important. If you mean to do harm to others be prepared for the karmic energy to balance the ritual meaning things may go wrong in your life or you may receive negative energy within you to manifest outside of you for the intention to be manifested in ritual.

Connecting to spirit helps us to feel our closeness with the Creator, to see our purpose, answer questions we may have, give us peace of mind, etc. Trust in the Goddess/God energy, your spirit, your guides/angels they give us want we need to help us grow spiritually. For me, there is no one stop shop for how to do rituals, the best advice given to me was trust your spirit it will not do you harm. If you should choose to join a coven or become initiated into a traditional religion or be solitary follow what you feel is best for you in your journey. Good Luck

Facing the Fear

I faced a fear of mine today: THE CHIROPRACTOR

They have always scared me. The idea of having someone "crack" your back didn't seem like an enjoyable thought to experience. I get squeamish when I see people pop their knuckles...LOL...but pain has made me overcome my fear.

The chiropractor that I went to was pleasant, calm, and took away my fears by explaining everything he does and made me partner in the process of getting better again. I do feel better and I look forward to a complete recovery. Lesson learned today: Face your fears or live in agony.

Happy Friday!

Full Circle? Maybe, Maybe Not

I bought my first rosary recently after years of deciding I was no longer a christian. It felt like the right thing to do for me at this time in my life. That rosary represents my spirituality throughtout my present lifetime. I've been still and follow where my spirit guides me instead of me trying to tell it what I think is right for it. I sometimes forget that my soul has lived many lifetimes and is wiser than what my physical mind thinks it is.

I wear my rosary beads (and yes I still remember how to pray the rosary after all of these years...some things are just engrained into our minds) as a reminder that I am a spiritual being learning myself in the present time and journey. Christianity was my first conscious foundation of being introduced to something that was bigger than my existence...I don't hate it anymore...it's like having parents that have faults but in their imperfections the truth about LOVE is still present in the message no matter how much human beings will try to distort the message...LOVE cannot be hidden in the words of the Creator (Goddess/God Energy) of us all.

Christianity was the foundation that has contributed to the person I am today. I have built from that foundation to grow and explore others way of spiritual growth in this lifetime...I will always seek to be my better self and to show love to others and the world that was given to us. In my continuous spiritual and religious journeys, I believe I can be any label I want to be where my spirit sees fit. The soul is limitless and timeless. I don't have to prove my spirituality to anyone...that relationship is between me and the Creator just as your spiritual journey is yours. As that old saying goes "All Roads Lead to Rome." All paths will lead to the Creator. Happy Journey

Next Step

I'm trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up again. I do know that I don't want to be in the corporate arena for too long. My free-spiritedness is starting to rebel against my practical sensibilities. It wants its turn to shine. Circus performer, mime, make-up artist, anything that will nourish the creative side of me. The corporate world is okay...it provides for one's needs as well as one's wants.

I'm not knocking anyone that enjoys working in corporate america. I know some of my fellow coworkers who enjoy what they do and are happy there. But for me, I was always an eclectic soul that does not like to be boxed into any category. I am metamorphosing into another butterfly ready to fly in a different direction.

I was visiting a quaint little town in Bucks County PA...one of the features was a ghost tour. I saw how our tour guide's eyes glowed as she talked about all of the hauntings that have occurred in the town. She really loved what she did and I saw the passion in her eyes. I've been thinking about her lately...I think I people pop into our lives for a reason. She showed me that it's never too late to start over and to find something I'm passionate about and make a living from it.

Carpe Diem!

Is There Anybody Else Like Me

I am a witch. I know that's a straight in your face introduction...LOL...I'd figure what the hell. How many times do I get a chance to introduce myself in that fashion when I'm meeting people.

I am a multiracial (African, Native American, and Middle Eastern) witch which can make for an interesting blend of beliefs that I hold for myself. I am a solitary multiracial eclectic witch to be more exact. Still trying to figure out the eclectic part...is that the hippie, tree-hugging spirit that I possess...idk...oh well...if having a strong connection to the spirit of Mama Earth and the Universe or Multiverses is eclectic then yes I am.

I am trying to find my place in this lifetime. I sometimes feel like a square amongst round circles or a circle amongst squares depending on what side of the bed I get out of in the morning. How did I know I was a witch? I think I knew I was different when I started being aware of my own existence as a child. I was a "weird" little one. I was told by family that I lived in my head a lot. It was hard to reach me at times. My imgaination was my connection to the spirit world, but I didn't know that at the time. As children, we are emotional and visual...we see it and feel it as it is...our communication to the world is far different than how we communicate as adults with extensive complex vocabulary. Children communicate through feeling because the spirit is still connected to Source energy (Goddess/God Energy).

I would see spirits like I would see anyone else in a room. I remember as a child a woman dressed in white would look over my brother and I as we slept. She never spoke just looked at us. I didn't feel fear; I was just curious about her. I'd also dreamed about people and situations.  I'd even dreamed the death of my beloved grandmother.  My mother started to tell me to keep things to myself out of her own sanity and also to protect me from being made fun of or misunderstood. It was hard to fit into any family or school dynamic when people in your immediate circle don't have these "strange" occurrences. My love of books introduced me to withcraft. I was 8 years old when I had a word for what I felt like: WITCH. Those stories that I would read about the supernatural, the moon waxing and wanning felt so familiar to me. I felt I was home.

Witch for me is more than black cats, brooms, Halloween, etc. It is the wisdom that is grown through life experiences and the spiritual connection to the Creator of all of this. Being a child born from an American mother of black, native american, and caucasian ancestry and a father from West Africa (Liberia to be more exact) who is of African and Middle Eastern ancestry, my witchydom...yeah...you'll see I like to make up crazy words...LOL...my witchydom may not be something that would be familiar like Wiccan or Pagan religions. I do pull from my ancestors and my cultures. Being a solitary witch is easy for me. I don't want to be boxed into certain ways of beliefs my spirit is too broad and expansive to be pinned down to any one belief system. The best advice I'd received is follow your spirit.