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What is Shamanism?
The ancient spiritual practice known as Shamanism is believed to date back over 100,000 years. Anthropologists have discovered evidence of Shamanism in Siberia, Asia, Europe, Africa, Australia, Greenland and north and South America. The popularised term “Shaman” comes from the Tungus tribe in Siberia and translates to “one who see’s in the dark.” In Norway…
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My Training
As a child I had the ability to see spirits and interact with beings from other realms in the dream state. As I got older I learned to hide this ability as it was often misunderstood.After a life altering experience at the age of 30 I sought out teachers who could help me harness these…
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Made of Glass
Reach through me I am your window to the divine See through me While I bring your light online See yourself in me While I reflect and shine Become godly While I worship at your shrine Step into me I am your door to the sublime Become me While I fade away in time… Was…
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Kilandril’s Waking Dream
Kelly Smyth has been trained by Shamans to step outside of ordinary reality as her higher self, Kilandril. To walk among the spirits and be the bridge between worlds. A shaman is a person who uses the ability to see “with the strong eye” or “with the heart” to travel into hidden realms. The shaman…
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Wake up into the Dream
Since a child I have thrived Bending my mind Stepping outside Of this contrived Single mind That I drive Reaching the hive Where I fly To new highs Dimensional splice Losing time Seeking the divine Where I find What is mine Not defined Vibrational climb Becoming blind Losing my mind Frequency bind Altered states Quickened…
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Take my Light
I see your scars and they are matching mine We could stand together to align These beautiful, silver, parallel lines We could walk the tracks til the end of time Open the wounds and look deep within Spend our time hunting Leviathan You bare the mark you are my kin You have the pitch, darkness within From…
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Valkyrie
Soaring on the thermals she surveys the scene below her. Carnage, broken bodies, a desolate landscape. This war will go on forever. She see’s a golden light, a warrior with soul and swoops down to wrap her wings around him. Sheltering him from the storm of shrapnel. He is lifted up enfolded in her protection…
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The path of the wanderer
With our car full of star glassWe meandered the rivulet pass We drove the winding forest roadTo find our Stand Alone abode We slept cushioned by fire lightThe fullmoon beaming bright Where ley lines fracture stonesWe found our way home To the heart centred pathWe had drifted past The compass of becomingCreated overhead humming Frequency…
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Frost Wolf ~ Shamanic Vision
As the sound of the soul voice illuminates the room I am dropped deeply into the experience. I land in the snow, a frozen landscape. I walk out into the expansive white, I see a small stand of birch trees and walk amongst them, the trees have faces and the gentle spirits speak to me…
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You are my Kind
A hunter in the night I see you in a distant light Under moonlit skies Do you ever wonder why? I stay out of reach So our eyes don’t meet Your hypnotic gaze Can bring me to my knees A power so divine My will no longer mine I am bound to seek you out…
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