I went to a Shaman Today
I went to a shaman today, it was my second time. mark went yesterday and I felt like going today. So I made an appointment with him last night and went this afternoon.
Lets start from the beginning of my day
I woke up to my cellphone ringing, it woke me from a dream where I was telling mark about when I was 10 (his little brother's age) and my grandma died. I hadn't really told him much about it before in my life, just that it was sad because I loved her. Anyway, the phone call ended up being Mark's mom, she was calling to say that her mother, his grandmother, had just passed away...
Later in the afternoon, about a little over an hour before I was supposed to leave for my appointment, we went to get shakes at Organic Harvest Cafe. When we were waiting for them to get made, we decided to go into this store we'd never seen before- although ive walked down that block thousands of times. It had a sign on the window that said something along the lines of 'we believe in the power of good words... we invite you to come in and look at our books.' Since I'm a beliver in the power of words we decided to go in.
It ended up being an phenomenal japanese society which is nondenominational where they basically believe if you live with good thoughts your reality will be good, if you live with the other types of thoughts, your reality will be that. I'm definitly going to go back there a lot and read, and talk, and just absorb. This japanese guy, a minister in their society, said that He really felt strongly that one of our (mine or mark's) grandparent's had led us in there...
We ended up spending almost an hour there, got back to our drinks when they were melted and had to run home to go to run to the train to get to Patrick's (the Shaman, among other things). I was getting frustrated i might be late, but loved what we found.
I got to Patrick's about 5 min late, it was okay- he of course wasn't angry. He told me so many things about me that ring so true. First of all, he told me everything i need to do nutritionally for myself. Such As: I need to take tonsss of B12 vitamins, B6 too, but I'm years deficient in B12 "need to pop them like candy". I need more Zinc, a little more protein, i need to eat less raw and more cooked beans and brown rice. etc. ( i have it all written down.. and recorded)
When I got on his table, I felt like I was asleep- although completly conscious about what was going on around me. I kept having flashes of my past- from deep in my childhood to reciently, things I didnt know I still remembered. I heard a voice which was almost vocal, but compeltly in my head telling me 'dont be angry about that', 'dont think about that', 'dont live through that', 'dont be hurt about this'. The last thing I heard was "be happy". At that point i started getting really stuffy and sneezing and almost choking. It woke me up. He said it was anger being released from me more symbollically, and kept telling me to think of it as posion as It left my body. I can't remember a single image that I saw, and I like it that way.
There was more, much more- and yet not much, that happened. But its not for LJ.
I am completly relaxed and so happy right now, everythings clear and Im ready to move on in my life, ready to embrace a completly different reality.
If you know me at all, youll know I'm a pack rat. i have things in my room that ive had since I was a fetus. Little stupid, not so stupid, used to be terribly important things crowd my room in shelves, under my bed, and stacked in the closet. Ive always had a hard time kind of letting go. When I Got home, saw my room, I had the sudden urge to gut it all- throw it all out start brand new. I cleaned up for awhile, got hungry and ate. I ate cooked beans and brown rice in burrito form. It tasted great.
So much stuff happened that I cant even write, that was the most significant tho.
Ive been on this plane waiting to see where it is going to take me, It's time to knock on the cabin door and tell the pilot where I want to go.
I love you all,
goodnight.
Lets start from the beginning of my day
I woke up to my cellphone ringing, it woke me from a dream where I was telling mark about when I was 10 (his little brother's age) and my grandma died. I hadn't really told him much about it before in my life, just that it was sad because I loved her. Anyway, the phone call ended up being Mark's mom, she was calling to say that her mother, his grandmother, had just passed away...
Later in the afternoon, about a little over an hour before I was supposed to leave for my appointment, we went to get shakes at Organic Harvest Cafe. When we were waiting for them to get made, we decided to go into this store we'd never seen before- although ive walked down that block thousands of times. It had a sign on the window that said something along the lines of 'we believe in the power of good words... we invite you to come in and look at our books.' Since I'm a beliver in the power of words we decided to go in.
It ended up being an phenomenal japanese society which is nondenominational where they basically believe if you live with good thoughts your reality will be good, if you live with the other types of thoughts, your reality will be that. I'm definitly going to go back there a lot and read, and talk, and just absorb. This japanese guy, a minister in their society, said that He really felt strongly that one of our (mine or mark's) grandparent's had led us in there...
We ended up spending almost an hour there, got back to our drinks when they were melted and had to run home to go to run to the train to get to Patrick's (the Shaman, among other things). I was getting frustrated i might be late, but loved what we found.
I got to Patrick's about 5 min late, it was okay- he of course wasn't angry. He told me so many things about me that ring so true. First of all, he told me everything i need to do nutritionally for myself. Such As: I need to take tonsss of B12 vitamins, B6 too, but I'm years deficient in B12 "need to pop them like candy". I need more Zinc, a little more protein, i need to eat less raw and more cooked beans and brown rice. etc. ( i have it all written down.. and recorded)
When I got on his table, I felt like I was asleep- although completly conscious about what was going on around me. I kept having flashes of my past- from deep in my childhood to reciently, things I didnt know I still remembered. I heard a voice which was almost vocal, but compeltly in my head telling me 'dont be angry about that', 'dont think about that', 'dont live through that', 'dont be hurt about this'. The last thing I heard was "be happy". At that point i started getting really stuffy and sneezing and almost choking. It woke me up. He said it was anger being released from me more symbollically, and kept telling me to think of it as posion as It left my body. I can't remember a single image that I saw, and I like it that way.
There was more, much more- and yet not much, that happened. But its not for LJ.
I am completly relaxed and so happy right now, everythings clear and Im ready to move on in my life, ready to embrace a completly different reality.
If you know me at all, youll know I'm a pack rat. i have things in my room that ive had since I was a fetus. Little stupid, not so stupid, used to be terribly important things crowd my room in shelves, under my bed, and stacked in the closet. Ive always had a hard time kind of letting go. When I Got home, saw my room, I had the sudden urge to gut it all- throw it all out start brand new. I cleaned up for awhile, got hungry and ate. I ate cooked beans and brown rice in burrito form. It tasted great.
So much stuff happened that I cant even write, that was the most significant tho.
Ive been on this plane waiting to see where it is going to take me, It's time to knock on the cabin door and tell the pilot where I want to go.
I love you all,
goodnight.