My Life History

 

Since being young I was given the gift of being able to write stories about my life from what I have seen and experienced.  I am a visual and verbal personal so I write about my life and the initiations I have gone through on this journey through time.  My heart dreams and I make my dreams happen in my living reality.

 

 

The Changing Tide

 

I could never understand why I was always looking in on people from the outside.  I myself cannot comprehend this mystery at this moment in time.  I am only one person in a ripple of dozens of souls wandering throughout the world.  My life is a constant change in a sea of many ideas and different forces existing on the planet.  I cannot go against nature, but I can shape my own destiny.

 

The power to believe in something greater than you is a logical incentive to follow.  Human beings think for themselves and that is a wonder to examine on our moving journey through life.  I am no different in this belief than anyone else, because I too believe in something far greater than me.  This brings me back to the point of me being on the outside range in life.

 

The truth is that I am a loner and a sleeper of sorts.  This could be the reason for why I always look in on people from afar, instead of up close.  My feelings completely masked and hidden from the outside world because I cannot show my true face to people in fear that someone will not like me.  I guess I need to be more of a social creature then a loner in order to have acceptance in society.  I like to express my opinions on important matters, but I can be rather forceful with my ideas.  How I can change this problem, I do not know yet.  However, when I figure out the answer to these reasons for my defect, I will reveal the flaws of my soul.  I refuse though to admit all of my secrets to the world.  I would be betraying the importance of my convictions in moral principles and honor if I did this thing.

 

No one really wants to reveal all of their secrets to the public.  That is not a proper thing to do in any society.  People might mention their small flaws on occasion but they do not want you to know the full details of their lives.  Some things are meant to be kept in private.  There is a silver lining between what people should know and what is off limits to strangers.  If we knew each other’s secrets or thoughts then there would not be any mystery left in life.  We are a curious race of beings by nature, but our knowledge can only go as far as our mind is willing to take us.  Everyone has a right to express their feelings on things but we do have to be careful in the way we present our ideas these days.

 

Being a person who does not always fit in with other people, I can say that I am only an onlooker to what happens in life.  I am more like an observer of events, which surround me, then a participant who always joins in.  I do not go easily with the new flow of the changing tide.  My personality is far too stubborn to go along with everything being done in today’s world.  I am a fighter and stick with my decisions once I have made them, but I am not a soldier, simply just a girl who is looking for a meaning in her life.   Sometimes people misunderstand me because they think I am strange or weird.  However, I will not let that prevent me from wanting to find my destiny in a place where countless things are possible for a dreamer like me.

 

The infinite wonders are endless and maybe one of these days I will not be such a loner anymore.  Perhaps I can find my way in life and achieve my dreams of accomplishing something special.  I know I can be a vibrant person, shining with an inner light; I just have to open up and blossom to my full potential.

 

Maybe destiny will pay me a visit before I am wise and old.  The world works in miraculous ways and we do not always know what to expect.  We cannot predict what will happen but we can look forward to the future.  Something great awaits us, on our far reaching travels, a continuance that never ends so far as the eye can see.

 

There is no sense in looking back and regretting what we have done in the past.  Our focus should center on the time to come ahead in our journeys.  That is the meaning we have in our lives and our discovery to treasure.  We are the future and the past is our guardian or keeper depending on what we choose to call it.  This is our legacy to keep in both life and the destiny entrusted in the souls of all free worlds.

 

A Walk by the Sea

 

Whenever I come to the ocean, I like to walk along the shores.  As I look at the water I see reflections of times gone by and what is yet to come.  The laps of the waves reveal a truth of whom and what I am.

 

I seek to understand the mysteries of the sea.  It draws me near every time I pass the beach, calling my name like a seductive siren.  I don’t resist the alluring pull, so I come to watch the waters ebb and flow, seeing the tide come and go, as time slowly passes.  While walking the shores I watch the people meander by and I think what are their dreams, hopes, and desires.  What do they see as they stroll down the boardwalks?  Do they look at the water, same as me, making a wish for a better tomorrow, or are they thinking just about the now, you can never tell.  Everyone thinks for their own thoughts, the ocean bringing a certain magical pondering to the individual mind.

 

To me the waters bring inspiration, as I watch the tides change color.  First bright blue reflecting the sun, then mermaid green as sunbeams touch the waves, then an interchanging grey as the sun hides behind clouds.  Nothing stays the same on the ocean as life changes minute by minute.  New people come and go, as I take my long walk, dipping my toes in the warm sand, playing catch with the waves.  I see dogs playing along the shoreline, their owners trying to catch up, an old lady gathering shells for a necklace.  As I continue to admire the ocean I might just ask the lady what type of a necklace she will make, a long shelled strand or perhaps a medallion with a sand dollar in the middle, she’ll unbend from her shell gathering look up at the sky to see what hour it is by the guiding sun rising high in the sky.  Then she will look down at me, smile, and say only time will tell dear, I’m still looking for just the right shell, when I find it then I will know what necklace is to be made.  I’ll say back to her, yes that is fair, I hope whatever you make turns into an exquisite jewel of the highest order, she just nods with that kindly beaming look, indulging my curiosity by showing me the shells she’s already picked.  I look at her offerings and point to a shell that to me seems like it has tiger stripes running down the body and say that one is a grand fine choice; I hope you choose to use it for a pendant; it will match the flowing white dress you are wearing.  The old lady gives me a half grin and returns to gathering shells, happy to have talked with the younger generation who appreciates the art of enjoying the simple things in life like gathering shells by the beach on a sunny warm day.

 

After seeing the old lady, I continue my journey down the shoreline, watching the day slowly turn into evening.  So I take out my digital camera from its worn casing, spotting that perfect moment where the setting sun’s reflections gleam against the sparkling water, that is my opportunity to capture a lasting picture, freezing this glowing scene through the lens of my camera.  But wait this is not all that I see, there’s the sail boat whizzing right past me with its white billowing sails, and the rowers racing their little skiffs, I turn this way and that snapping the photos, all sensational shots, depicting the moving images of life on the sea.

 

The final glory comes when my eyes look up towards the sky, now it is almost night-time, the skyline glowing fiery red, with golden streaks throwing rays of glittering fire balls raining down amidst the water and earth.  I again grab the camera into my hands with this rising excitement of upcoming success and shoot as many pictures as I possibly can into a sculpted panorama putting the pieces together of the setting sun flowing downwards past the fire still in the sky.   As minutes pass the evening darkens, bringing reflected sparks to the water, as I try to capture this painted waterscape, against the landscape of the towering wharf, standing in the waters, adding that perfect touch to a picture yet unfinished.  This is it, as I take my last picture that finishes my night at the waters, the photo pieces being completed, having my work done of a digital documentary of the ever changing life at sea.

 

My night is now over, as I have captured my journey walking along the beach, all is left is to see the published works for the eyes of the world on the infinite internet.  The photos are great, just the way I saw them through the refracted lens of my camera, perfectly three dimensional and ready for the audience to touch, just as if they were there with me taking a walk by the sea.

 

Spiral of Awakening Dreams

 

The dream comes as I stand on the precipice of truth, my waking state on a spirit quest.

           

I see my present home, modern with four solid stucco walls and rising roof facing the sky, blue clouds above in the horizon.  My home set among the green woods with towering trees.  The sun beaming rays of portal light through the underbrush, opening gates into other worlds.

 

From here my dream state takes me on a different scene, across the way still in the woods.  I stand before the makings of an old building unlike my modern house.  This building I see is made of wooden sticks held in binding by earthen clay, animal fur pelts creating the foundation, and rawhide holding its walls together.  I can tell the building is historical, holding magical power and information imparted long ago by the old ancients.  They came before us leaving behind conscious knowledge yet to be tapped, a calling of higher ascension for life growth, waiting to be reached by present man.

 

As I move in my dream, I look at the mystical structure in front of me, it begins to feel familiar.  I walk inside and I start to understand what is before me, this place in the woods, the site of healing and peace.  My mind opens up to new possibilities as I wander on my vision quest of discovery.  I see the beginnings of a fresh dawning day bringing me hope and wisdom.  I am reborn again in this different world of ever changing dimensions.

 

My journey takes me on many paths, seeing rainbows of life, working with crystals of Mother Earth.  In my eyes and hands sparks a striking kaleidoscope of bright colors in purple, blue, red, green, yellow and orange.  This feels like balls of fire awakening the universe.  I am attuned with the spirit of higher source and well being.  I become one with the crystal realm.  Here I experience walking towards a circle of golden spiraling light, as I stand beside a large monolith of white quartz rising into the stars.  Beside it, smaller quartz pyramids spinning with life awakening energy which resonates with my being.  This is my place of sanctuary and refuge, the arrival I have been waiting to reach.  My mind awakens to once again be strong and free, as I travel my spirit quest to enlightenment.

 

I see my dream progressing, as my mind jumps back to the wooded forest where I first saw the building made of sticks and fur pelts.  I have transcended time going back ages.  Here I kneel before the knowing lodge with its sacred walls as I start to dig a hole in the soft earth.  I sense that the landscape is filled with moist soil that I gently touch with my fingers, sifting the fine particles.  As I continue to dig with my hands, I suddenly see a glimmer of light shinning a deep green.  Before my eyes I encounter riches of Mother Earth.   She has sent me a message, showing me seven sparkling emeralds, perfect in their multi-shimmering triangles.  As I look within the refracting light, the emeralds show me the path of eternal wisdom, guiding my way.  I interpret the message as a sign of prosperity and luck in future success.  My vision quest has just begun, as I journey on the path of becoming a shaman.  The way being lit by my crystal guides, showing a destiny of healing and peace on my horizon.

 

I am forever changed by my dream time state.  The ways are clear in my mind.  I will blend the teachings taught me by modern society with the knowledge of the ancients to create the awareness towards which Mother Earth is guiding me.  I will respect nature and the ground I walk on, channeling the energy of the universe to help others, my soul hearing the call to aid life’s humanity.   I seek the path of a nurturing healer, a wise shaman woman in her life awakening of spiritual rebirth.

 

Dream Star

 

Dreams are like stars flitting through the sky, each star unique in its glow in the universal light.  Just like stars our dreams come with a light that belongs to our souls.  Our dreams take us to many unexpected places, times, and events throughout history.  Miracles come from dreaming and wishing for a brighter tomorrow without sorrow.

 

What we are looks different to everyone around us and our dreams have many interpretations from one person to another.  A dream can start out as a spark, picture or thought form.  Then it is sent out to the universe on the listening stars.  There the dream(s) manifests itself into a solid reality of our minds making.  The dream can be as magical as a starry night where change happens in a person’s life or as simple as taking a picture, painting an image, or cooking for the joy of making something delicious.  We each are special and carry wonderful dreams in our hearts.

 

There is no one set time or place to create dreams; they simply are cast into the universal consciousness to become our living reality on the earthly plane.   We are all the soul searchers, and dream makers.  Our hearts singing with joy, making dreams come true all over the land.  The magic being within us, holding the special spark of a dream uniquely yours and mine, something we each cherish and wish to see in our living world.

 

Our dreams are the best hope, wish, thought, or desire to what grows in our hearts for the spark of the star coming far, landing on earth to grant a dream of the heart.  We are the walking dreams surpassing time and space, our minds casting a thought form, that spark of light that makes the dream where we wish on a star to fly near and far.  Anything can happen in our dreams, where the impossible becomes possible, so dream within a dream, reach deep within the heart of the universe, catch that shooting star and make your dreams a shining reality upon the earthly plane.

 

Look at the sky and watch your dreams ascend, the spark of reality being made as the soul sings for wishes come true from a dream cast in the night, now taking flight.

 

The Magic Within

 

Life in the twelfth century was filled with wonders, writing books about the magic within and the beautiful herbs and flowers growing in my various gardens out near the forest and lake.  I was a young healer and I enjoyed healing people with herbs, crystals, and life’s giving energy.  The force of life flowed through me and I was part of the vast universe during a simpler time without technology to aid me in my healing work.

 

The scent of herbs growing in the herb garden wafted up towards me from the glass pan window as I was watching the scenic view from inside.  As far as the eye could see there were green meadows, forests, and flowers everywhere around my little log cabin.  I was young about eighteen years old and newly trained as a healer. I was lucky to have the life that was granted to me.  I had worked hard learning about herbs and how they could be used for healing work.  My teachers taught me to respect the earth and the nature around me from whence I drew my healing abilities from.

 

My world was wide open to many possibilities not afforded to many women of my time.  Since I had special gifts of magic and being able to work with healing life force energy I was special from the rest of the women in my clan.  I had to hide my abilities as a magic wielder both from my family and society in general.  My powers were kept a secret, something hushed in the night and only talked about in darkness where no one could see or hear me.  I lived alone so I could continue using my magic abilities and could freely heal others with my knowledge of herbs and flowers.

 

Living on my own was a blessing; I had everything I ever dreamed about, my own home, herb gardens, and the freedom to live as I chose without prosecution and being watched all the time.  My secrets were safe in my private keeping.  I could make my own candles for magic spells, write magic books about different symbols of power, spells of my choosing, and create herbalist books, where all of my knowledge about herbs was stored for healing myself and others.  I was able to help mend ailments that people and animals had with the aid of crystals with their healing energy that I drew upon for sacred work.  All of my magic texts and herb books were hand written and drawn by me, so much knowledge and power within six volumes of book text.  These were kept locked in my cellar, under a trap door in my house.  No one could know how I did my healing work or that I practiced wielding magic for the benefit of life and man.

My heart sang as I created a small apothecary in my kitchen with dried herbs hanging by the kitchen windows.  I had bowls of flowers drying on the table waiting for me to make medicinal tinctures from them.  Some of the plants I used for their medicinal oils and bottled up the oils for later use to make medicines.  My soul was free and happy while I worked with my crystals to heal myself and others.  I loved collecting crystals to make crystal elixirs of different blends for treating different ailments.  I used to make elixirs with amethyst, citrine, and rose quartz to ease physical pain in the body.  My fondest work was making candles and putting essential oils along with herbs into these candles to infuse them with magical workings towards doing goodness for nature and man.  I was a magic wielder at the prime of my life and my home reflected this with little subtleties that no one who visited my home could even begin to understand or recognize.  People and my family saw me as a healer and nothing else.  The herbs being dried in my kitchen, the crystals on my shelf were viewed as eccentricities of a healer to do her work.  I was respected as one of the young healers in our village yet living apart gave me an advantage to be a woman who answered to herself and not to her family or a husband.  I had the means to take care of myself and live my life the way I wanted to.  This was a privilege that not many women had during my lifetime and I was lucky to have lived the life I led.

 

As I got older and my skills as a healer and magic wielder evolved with experience people started to notice that I was somewhat different than them, they did not understand the source of my healing abilities.  At this time in life anyone who stood out or was different from the rest was considered abnormal and could not live among society.  They were either outcast or banished from society or they were hunted and destroyed for being different.  I fell into the category of being too different for society to accept so I was branded a witch and burned at the stake.  The hot fire may have engulfed my body but it did not burn down my strong spirit.  No one ever discovered my magical texts or herbal books.  I buried them in a rusty old strong box chest deep in the woods where no one could find my life’s work before I was burned at the stake.

 

I may have been gone in the physical sense but I knew my soul would be reborn many centuries later and would reclaim the knowledge of magic and healing that I had before in the life of a twelfth century woman living as a healer and secret magic wielder of life force energy.  Indeed I was right in that long ago previous life time, the young woman who I was reborn as today, remembers the days of using magic to bring goodness into the world and heal with her life force energies.

 

Today, I am strong as a herbalist, crystal healer, and magic wielder.  My abilities and memories have been restored to me from my past lifetime and I live as a known healer and successful magic practitioner without needing to hide my powers and who I am.  My life is my own and I am free to be a healer and practice my magic for the highest good of the universe.  I am one with nature picking herbs from the forests, good at making candles and working with the element of fire, and I have a divinity with working with the life force energy of crystals that talk to me in my sacred crystal room.  I can be anyone I want to be and there are no limits placed on my spirit.  I am a wise shaman, crystal healer, Reiki master, and a Wiccan practitioner.  My soul is what it always dreamed of being both from the past and in my present.  Life is beautiful and I am thankful for every cherished moment I have on this earth of healing and magic.

 

Lady of the Traveling Realms

 

The world shows us many stories as we travel with the flow of time.  We see many lands and meet different beings who show us messages about life and ourselves.  These beings are often our animal guides or spirit protectors who come in the forms of angels, gods, and light beings of highest accession.  In this time and place comes a story of a woman’s travels to the worlds beyond our world on earth.

 

As the drums thrummed with the rhythmic energy of worlds between worlds, the gateway opened to the upper world, casting upwards the thermal flows of time.  Through the world gate flew in the eagle on his soaring wings to meet the lady wearing the golden dress.  The lady stood on the earthly mountain peak awaiting the eagle her animal guide for the night.  Lial swooped in on the winds currents from the sky down to the mountain peak and said to the lady ride on my back fair maiden, it is time to explore the worlds seen before us.  Lady Chloe climbed on Lial’s back and stroked his soft feathers.  Lial flew to the highest reaches of the sky with Lady Chloe, taking her up towards the celestial mountains.  Once Lial and Lady Chloe reached the celestial mountain showing the flow of life within time, Lial landed on the mountain and gently let Lady Chloe climb down from his back.  During their stay on the celestial mountain Lial talked with Lady Chloe about life’s flow and ebb, giving her advice on her inner wisdom and the freedom to let go and fly on the earthly plane.  Lady Chloe is a wise woman, she listened to Lial, wishing to spread her sparkling blue wings, and flew on the thermals of the celestial sky seeing the path of her life journey on the celestial existence and down on the earthly realm of new beginnings in a freedom reaching beyond time and space.

 

After Lady Chloe flew in the celestial realm, Spirit showed her that it was time to go lower in the upper world, back to the lands of the oceans where the dolphins swim, singing the song  of primordial truth.  Lial flew Lady Chloe to the land of the dolphins saying to her we shall meet again fair maiden of wisdom and truth.  While in the lands of the oceans, Lady Chloe swam with the dolphins who showed her that family is about fun and the beauty of play.  The dolphins swam in pods circling and surrounding Lady Chloe with their compassion and love.  As Lady Chloe embraced the healing waters of the ocean realm, she began to float on the airy currents of the ocean, feeling the sense of riding the lands without fear and doubt.  Her travels are endless and she has the power to bend time and space to reach lands beyond the Seeing Eye in the mighty sky.

 

On the time of passing space, Spirit had another journey awaiting Lady Chloe.  On this journey to the lower world in the mists of passing time, Lady Chloe met her lion guardian.  Alfiel the fierce lion protector is Lady Chloe’s main power animal.  He met her in the forest of beginnings, where he showed Lady Chloe that it is grand to stand up on all four paws in the air and roar your strength in asserting yourself in the power of free will.  Lady Chloe sat with Alfiel in the meadow of talking flowers in the center of the living forest, discussing the joys of embracing all the rainbows of musical play.  She is ready to embark on her journey of creating musical notes, singing the truth of the realms.  Alfiel gave Lady Chloe the gift of mighty strength to roar her independence and not let anyone hurt her in the face of adversity.  Lady Chloe has the power to speak her mind and remember that Alfiel is always there standing by her side, giving her the glory of the glorious lion to be all she can be on the earthly realm.  Alfiel is forever a part of Lady Chloe, the channel of the mighty roar to stand proud in who you are as a living being.

 

In this time of passing times, Lady Chloe has met her guardians and guides, the beings who stand by her side, of love and pride.  She is strong and free to be whoever she wants in all the realms and lands through the known worlds.  Her gift of song and healing is the wonder that gives light to the earthly world, making everything alive in the days of the present, and the tomorrows of futures time among time.  Stand proud Lady Chloe and reach to the stars in the universal truth that is the Goddess of your living soul.

 

Thrill of Riding Motorcycles

 

Hearing the roar of the motorcycle accelerates my joy of travel and discovery.  The engine revving up to achieve awesome speeds gets my imagination going.  I see myself gearing up to go on a thrilling ride.  Jumping on that powerful machine, taking me to places where I’ve never been before. What a thrill to experience, living on the edge of the road, taking a leap picking up speeds on the highways.  So fast and quick the travels go.

 

This is where my adventure begins, as I discover a new joy in riding the glory of my motorcycle.  Putting on leather hugging my body, so close to the skin, it protects my human structure from breaking out on the road.  The fun of listening to music through the radio waves attached to my helmet.  I see myself going out in the world looking at places where I’ve never been before, out exploring new destinations.  My sporting bike taking me on soaring speeds, racing the streets with a streaking thunder, heart beating, face being stoke as adrenaline spikes. That is the glory I experience every time I ride my motorcycle.

 

All the sensations I feel, air rushing in my face, clean and crisp, as the beauty of summer finally touches my soul.  The passion of riding my motorcycle feels like warmth encasing my body as I pass the beach, on my way to see the horses, near farmer’s fields.  These effects so calming and peaceful being out on the roads for miles where no one else travels but me and the wind caressing my body.  Feeling one with nature all around me the faster I ride, picking up velocity on the uptake of acceleration.  This is my best mode of transportation, cruising on a powerful motorcycle.

 

I feel the adventure still calling my name, so I go forth, jumping on my motorcycle with the goal of taking this mighty beast out for a ride, always by my side.  Quickly covering the roads and highways, going far to places where I’ve never gone before on my fast journeys.  I need the thrill of high speeds taking my soul on boundaries I haven’t yet crossed, finding them close to my reach, as I feel the wheels of my motorcycle racing to where I should be.  I’m in the right place at the best adventure of my life, riding out in the world as I cruise my sports bike, like I’ve never ridden before on two wheels instead of four.

 

Awakening Light

 

On the night of the falling stars shall come a time of revelation, the pages of the ages revealing the truth, as the sky shines bright, awakens the slumber of eternal night, look upon the stars, for the future of Mars, when Earth reaches its peak, we see that which we seek, the ultimate horizon, changes coming in the night, as day becomes light, the awakening takes flight.