Today I had thought about going with one of the request posts, and then when I flipped our card, I got a big ole GO signal from the Universe. So that was pretty cool, and extremely clear. Also, Anna said in the comments yesterday, that me and my cards are kinda scary. True, if you look at it that way. I don’t though, I am more of the mind-set that we get our messages exactly the way we are supposed to, or the way they will make the most sense to us. In that regard, being accurate is the basic goal.
(Here’s my usual disclaimer, I am going to pretend that you all understand this is my viewpoint. If you disagree with what I believe, you are completely free to do so here. JulieLand is a Hate Free Zone, we accept all forms of belief and expression, as long as it comes from an honest and loving place. This is just me, you are you.)
I am not the one chosing these cards, or making all the decisions around here. One of the psychics I follow uses a great analogy. Think of me as the radio. You are the person twiddling the knobs, you are the ones bringing these things in to focus, or tuning in the desired stations. The Universe (or what you call God/Goddess/Great Spirit) are the folks in the control booth, the ones sending out the songs, commercials, the weather and traffic reports. It’s a good system. Many times we can be our own radios, getting our own messages, but often it’s easier if we just run the tuners, simply push a button and listen to what They have to tell us. I like the radio concept because sometimes I feel as though my batteries are low, other times I feel that I have just had a fabulously efficient re-charge. Also, radios are kind of old-fashioned now, and so am I. We both still function perfectly fine, we’re just a bit out-dated.
“Grief can be a lonely island where we feel abandoned, but through our pain, we come to know that we will someday go to the Other Side and all meet again with God and our loved ones.”
The topic I was pondering was portals. This card reminded me of the many levels there are in regards to death and passages to another place. But before I head there, let me return quickly to the whole “scary” aspect of this subject (and me). Sylvia specifically, and others, in general, all say that their “gifts” come from (what they call) God. It is in no way related to that fictional guy in the red suit, or anything else on a negative plane. I believe this as well, partly because I have seen the good this work can do (and does) and partly because I know that I am compelled to do this stuff from a position of generosity and love. Sure, finding out things we didn’t know previously could be misconstrued as frightening. But then so can crap we don’t understand (like magnets!) or haven’t learned about yet.
The word “scry” means, literally, to look and see. It does NOT mean to open one’s self up to dark forces and become the girl from The Exorcist movie. The art of scrying first started with folks looking at the reflection of Mother Moon in still bodies of water, like, for example, a pond. They later figured out they could hold the water in a bowl, and look there for signs, and answers. This evolved into crystal balls and mirrors. Same concept, different tools. Looking, and seeing.
When we think on the level of what is beyond what we are able to see, it’s the same with portals. We can look past the physical barriers (by visualization, hypnosis, meditation, prayer, focused intent) and see farther down the road. The cards act like tiny portals in a way, for us to see a bit of the messages the Universe is telling us to work on for that day, or to recognize some issue that we might otherwise have overlooked.
I googled around a smidge before I sat down here tonight because I wanted to share some other people’s findings on this. One group from a newscientist blog talks about how “wormholes could provide portals to otherworlds/other universes.” That’s a pretty cool concept I thought. It’s on a different level than what I usually deal with, but it’s fascinating to think about.
Another bunch of seekers are very excited about the portals that are in, and around, Sedona. This region was sacred to the native peoples of that land, new residents can feel the energy there, and know this ancient wisdom is truth. There are more locations like this on our globe than can be counted accurately where this is the case. Stonehenge, those mounds in the midwest, that vortex spot here in Oregon. Gobs of them. The original tribes followed their instincts, went where they were guided, and enjoyed the benefits of these blessed places.
A more medium-sized version of portals are gateways to the Other Side in buildings, or through doorways and windows. We just watched a show recently about a man who helps kids with psychic abilities (some of these children are amazingly gifted). I don’t know much about him (yet), but he’s part of the reason the program is even around. This guy Chip Coffey is my new hero.
The episode we saw featured one girl’s house, and the reason their attic entrance was a portal was because the building had previously been a care facility, many residents had died there. Now, let me be clear, I sort of misstated that last one, it’s not so much that the “reason” for this being a portal was “created” by, or for, these dead folks, it was already a thin spot, so they utilized it. Chip and the kids helped to clear the energy there, and blessed the whole house. (They used white sage and positive intent, in case you were wondering, and I know some of you were.)
You have probably heard the phrase “beyond the veil” or something similar. “The veil” is basically the filmy, invisible barrier between our physical world, and the one(s) beyond. Portals are nothing more than areas where the veil is way thin, in some places completely gone. They are similar to worn-out patches in fabric, or actual holes. (Yes, I have heard the term Black Holes, but I don’t know much about them, they are kind of too science-y for me, so I don’t know how they apply in this context. Don’t tell me if you do know though. Some shit I don’t need to understand.)
Shamans, witches, mystical healers, and holy folks of all kinds, know how to open these holes wider, or find the pre-existing thin spots. They also know how to “make” a portal with scrying tools and divination items of all types. Nothing scary or evil about it, they are there, we simply put them to a positive purpose in order to learn more and help others.
About freaking time too! I selected one this year that I hadn’t seen before, waterfalls. I am seriously drawn to falling water. The kids and Daniel even bought me a book a few summers back about waterfall hikes around our state. (Haven’t “hiked” any yet, but it could still happen.) One of my other choices was a repeat of a wall model I had ordered before, out-houses (I adore wee buildings, and ya know, detest toilets). Okay, NOW I’m ready to start the new year.