Posted in 2016

You Too Are a New Storyteller

Come, gather around, I have a tale to tell

A spin on your Story of heaven and hell

if they exist

Come, gather around, the short and the tall

The thin and the fat – I welcome you all

in Peace

What? You have no Story?  No tale to share?

Isn’t that you, who lives over there?

in that doorway

I see you are a good man, fallen on hard times

After you returned from those far distant front lines

in Pain

People avoid you, they won’t look in your eyes

They are too afraid of seeing the truth of the lies

of this Now

But I see your dreams, how deeply you care

And it’s time to release them if only you dare

share your Love

Tell your tale of bravery, turn the lies around

Share the Love and the Light between sky and ground

breathe deeply

Young man you have stories that are meant for sharing

Of brave deeds, of strength, compassion and daring

do.

Stand up, claim your soul’s beauty and travel the lands

Pick up your staff and your drum in both hands

and summon your Future

I have shown you your Light, my job is done

To continue your Story, you are the One

to shine

Lift your heart high, receive Joy and Peace

From the Great Spirit in waves without cease

and Awaken

With a gleam in my eye I bequeath Adamantine Light

To you New Storyteller, now strive with all your might

to grow

And gather the Story of another man’s fear

Dig deep, Seek the Love and bring that here

to the Light

Work hard Storyteller, manifest your Bliss

Refuse to think of those dark shady mists

that mis-lead

If you find yourself thinking those dark shady thoughts

Seek deeply within for the things you were taught

and Shine your Light

Go forth.  Manifest your Bliss

In the words of Essence Ka tha’ras: 

OM AkArapariNAma Anandaham

A New Storyteller

14/10/16

Posted in 2016

Yggdrasil – Part 5

It’s been a while since I re-birthed Yggdrasil, and I thought I would bring you all up to date.  This is one powerful drum!

A few months ago, I helped a friend for a few days working on a Psychic Expo and one of the things I did was give free drum healing.  Except my only previous experience of this was a 15 minute workshop whist on a retreat- in a Tipi – and being shown two ways to do drum healing.  Both of which I forgot!

So, being much practiced in the art of bulls*^t, I made it up as I went along!  Something was good though….because over the next few weeks, my friend kept getting phone calls from people who had experienced my 5 minute freebie and wanted to book a proper session. LOL!

Since then I have practiced on friends and in my meditation circle.  With great results!

There are a lot of things I do in non traditional ways.  I want to do something, and no-one has told how it is expected to be done, so I just go do whatever it is, in my own way!  The drum healing is just one of those things.

The way I move the drum around the body, the beat, the volumn; these are all things that I just make up.  I do however, listen to the tone, I notice the areas of pain, of congestion and can work on those areas.  Mainly though I just be that conduit for Energy – and Allow….

Every breath in…..

Every breath out……

Always

Posted in 2016

Yggdrasil – Part 4

After the ceremony on the beach, Yggdrasil was definitely not as skewed.  She was still not quite right though.  The dogs were still terrified of her and her skin was not so taut as I expected.  And so she sat on my dresser – loved, but not fulfilling what Spirit had led me to expect.  Something was STILL missing.

But things have a way of working out.

During my first year of spiritual journeying I have met many teachers.  Some have come into my world, shown me what was needed and departed.  Some have stuck around.  One of these latter is a beautiful lady, Sunder.  Sunder is in her 70’s but looks and acts as if she is in her 50’s!  She has an amazing energy and introduces herself as “I don’t do fluff.  I teach in the traditional way.  The old ways, the way I was taught.”  She has studied for over 50 years – in Australia with the Aboriginal people, in India, in Peru and with Native Americans.  She has lived each of these cultures and holds 3 medicine bags.  She is Shaman.  She is Grandmother Sunder.

I took Yggdrasil to her on a three day retreat.  There, amidst much Ceremony Yggdrasil finally received the traditional birthing welcome with respect, intention, prayers, corn, tobacco, ……. And sleeping with me in my bed!  I learned about my drum.  And she sang in the most powerful of Ceremonies where we were visited by the Ancestors, the Elders, Thunder, Spirit.  The world was washed and re-born – and so were we.

And despite this, Yggdrasil was STILL not quite ‘right’  I couldn’t put my finger on it and after talking with Sunder I decided that I had done everything I could, and maybe Yggdrasil wasn’t meant to stay with me.  Maybe she needed to move to a different person.  And so I finally, after a few weeks delibration, decided to give to Sunder to find a new home for her.

On the day before I was to deliver her to Sunder I decided to play her one more time.  I took her out into the sunshine, tapped gently on her skin with the beater ……… and the lacing snapped!

And suddenly I knew what was wrong.  I am so dense at times!  The lacing was man-made.  It needed to be natural.  And when she had been originally birthed, we had drummed the day after making when the skin needs about a week to fully dry before playing.  She couldn’t sing properly because she wasn’t made properly!  Insufficient respect been given to the animal and plant kingdoms been given  at her original birthing, but had been rectified at my private Ceremony (Part 2); insufficient respect had been given to the Spirit world but had been rectified at Sunder’s Retreat but she had been made with incorrect materials.  Heck, the beater was made from the innards of a stuffed toy!

Only one thing left to do.  Remake her correctly.  And so started a couple of months of research and preparation.  I bought natural roo lacing, a leather hole punch and remade the beater with bamboo fabric and on Christmas Eve I took a pair of scissors to Yggdrasil’s artificial lacing and cut her skin free of the hoop and put it to soak overnight.

The next day I re-cut the skin, re-punched it and re-laced it to the hoop, all the while giving prayers, respect, gratitude and setting the intention of the drum.  I laced her in such a way as to represent the four seasons, or four directions, or four elements.  Each season has three branches equalling the 12 months of the year.  And I left her to dry for 7 days.

On the first day of 2016, I played her.  Her skin has changed.  The dragon at the base of the tree has become more pronounced, the tree less so.  The deer, the tipi and other animals have disappeared and there has appeared a dark shading with lots of ‘streamers’ which I didn’t understand until later that day.  On Facebook I saw a photo of a Mongolian Shaman dancing with his drum.  His costume has a lot of streamers and the darkness on my drum is a silhouette of this Shaman.  I find this just a little mind-blowing as over the past few months I have been drawn towards discovering more about this culture.

And Yggdrasil…….. she SANG!

And the dogs are no longer terrified of her.

 

Posted in 2016

Yggdrasil – Part 3

Yggdrasil is Welcomed.  

There was a distinct feeling of Yggdrasil being in limbo after her birthing.  And insufficiency of many things.  Certainly I was not ready to use her in any form of healing or Ceremony.  But Spirit has a way of guiding you to what needs to be done……

3:09 pm 26th July 2015
I went grocery shopping this morning and part way around the store I knew that today was the right time to take Yggdrasil to a Sacred Space to hold a Consecration Ceremony.
So when I got home I unpacked the groceries, put the chickens in the oven to cook for the dogs, had a quick lunch then I gathered up everything that my intuition told me to take and I set off to Bayside.
There was no-one there. Just the trees, the water, the beauty, the birdsong and me. Beautiful. A gorgeous short walk through the trees to the water. I had, of course to stop and talk to three of the largest eucalyptus trees – Watcher, Gatekeeper and Sentinel, explain what I was doing and receiving their blessings.
I left my shoes at the edge of the forest and walked bare-foot across the sands for about a kilometre. To a place that is known to be an old aboriginal midden, a pre-historic refuse site; an eating place for the ancient aboriginals. Unfortunately, someone has been farm-planting mangrove and the special feeling of that place is being lost. A little further on though, and I knew I was in a Sacred Space.
It wasn’t at all strange to me that I knew exactly what I needed to say and do. First though, I needed permission from the spirits of this place to hold a Ceremony. I stood at the edge of the space and asked Great Spirit, Mother Earth, guardians of this place for permission to hold a ceremony for bringing Yggdrasil into their spiritual world as an instrument for good. Confirmation that permission was granted was given to me. If I had been refused I would have offered thanks and found another place. I was grateful for being allowed to be there. There was a very special atmosphere in that place. Of Peace, Acceptance and Love.
I walked a circle around the immediate area and gave my thanks. Then I lay Yggdrasil in the center, on the sand. In contact with Mother Earth. Around her I laid the crystals I’d brought. There were 8. 8 is constantly cropping up right now so that was very appropriate.
At the base was Red Jasper for connection to Mother Earth. At the top, selenite for connection to Spirit. East and West were rose quartz for love. A sunstone closest to the sun, citrine closest to the moon. Hematite for grounding, amethyst for healing. I had also taken my Shiva Lingum which was outside the circle at the base of the drum. Strength.
To the right of the drum, I planted the beater next to a small mangrove sprout. This was in recognition of the plant that the beater handle had come from. I also acknowledged the human energy in producing the man-made elements of the beater.
I lit my smudge pot with white sage and eucalyptus and smudged the area, the crystals, drum, beater, Tibetan singing bowl, me. Everything. Then I placed the smudge bowl to the left in order to continue wafting smoke across the drum.

I can’t remember the exact words I used – they were given or restored to me for this working – but I thanked the plant that gave of itself for the hoop. For the structure and strength, without which Yggdrasil could not be.
I thanked the cord that bound the skin to the drum – again without this, Yggdrasil could not be. And I thanked the deer who gave her life in order that Yggdrasil could be made of her skin. I made reference to her life and hoped in the name of Cernunnos that it was wild and free. I offered my apologies if it was less. I thanked her spirit and told her that I would honour her memory.
I rang the Tibetan Bowl 3 times and meditated for a short while. I then picked up Yggdrasil and the marker pen I’d brought and marked the inside of the frame with the Infinity symbol – the 8 that is so important right now and I knew that this drum has a connection to History and on into Infinity.
Then I played for a short while. Yggdrasil sang. The Tibetan bowl sang too. Yggdrasil sang for Love, Peace, Compassion, Gratitude, Tolerance, Healing, Abundance, the Journey and the Return.
Another meditation. This time much longer. ??? I’d started sitting with Yggdrasil in my lap but when I became aware again I was lying down with Yggdrasil on the sand next to me. I had one (left) hand on her skin, stroking it and the other hand on the beater. I felt Divine Love for Yggdrasil. Whatever happened during this time out of time, the connection between Yggdrasil and me was firmly made.
During my “time away” the tide had come in and I knew that the final connection had to be made in running water. So off I went across the sand and stood in the ocean water of the Bay. Yggdrasil and I sang. We shared each of her new gifts with Gaia and her Children.

I knew that was the completion of the Ceremony. It was then just a matter of packing up, giving libation to Earth and the Guardians of this place; thanking Sun, Moon, Guardians,  Spirit and Mother Earth and heading home.

What a way to welcome both Yggdrasil and the new Mayan year. I feel beautifully connected once again.

Posted in 2016

Yggdrasil – Part 1

19th July 2015
The story of my Drum, Yggdrasil.

I birthed my Medicine Drum for the first time on a weekend workshop lead by a beautiful lady with a glorious voice.  There were 5 of us making our drums and we had a blast.  Choosing our skins and hoops, cutting to size, punching holes, threading them.  then we left them to dry overnight.  The photo is of my wet drum – I was so proud of it and knew immediately that it was special.

That night I dreamed.  the spirit of my drum came to me and told me her name was Yggdrasil.  That’s not a name you hear everyday.  Certainly I’d never heard of it before.  And when I woke up I found I had been auto-writing.  This is what I wrote:

In the dim and distant past, almost at the time before History began there was a Goddess (I can’t remember her name) and her consort Cernunnos. Cernunnos was the God of all wild things. Of the trees and forest. Of the creatures that lived there. Of all things that are wild and free.
Over time Cernunnos has been known by many names. In the time of the Druids he was Herne the Horned Hunter. The Celts knew him as The Green Man. For the Norse people he is represented as Odin.
The Norse gods reside in Asgard. In the centre of Asgard is a very large ash tree. This tree is so tall that its branches reach through the clouds and touch the sky. Its roots are buried deep into the earth. It has three main roots: one into Asgard, one into the land of the Giants and the third one is where the dragon lives.
This tree has contact with all the nine worlds of Norse mythology. At the base of this tree lives Dragon. At the top is Eagle. Squirrel runs between the two stirring up mischief! Stag lives within the protection of the tree.
The tree’s name is Yggdrasil.
It is the Tree of Life.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Animal Totems are Stag and Possum.
I have flown with Eagle and Dragon.
Possum could be considered the Australian equivalent of a squirrel.
The animals connected with Cernunnos and Yggdrasil are all close to me.

Of course, one of the first things I did after reading my auto-writing, was check Google – that fount of all knowledge!  And there was the name Yggdrasil – with the exact story I had written.  I was gob-smacked!

As she was being made, with her skin wet, she showed a beautiful central tree. Tiger (one of my spirit messengers) was there as was Stag (my spirit guide). A Tipi was also visible – an acknowledgement of the Native American Shamic heritage of this particular drum.
As she dried, a whole forest seemed to surround the central tree and many more animals could be seen.
I also made three decorative hide plaits which hang from the bottom of the drum. I now know that these represent the three roots.
The central tree is, of course, Yggdrasil.

Now that the skin is fully dried, there is little to see. But I know the secrets in the skin. And as Yggdrasil ages these secrets will return for all to see.

I have had several past lives. One is from the time of Cernunnos where I was a Healer. I used Wild Stones to scry the future and the past. I understood the Moon, the movement of the Sun and honoured Mother Earth.