Assure me that you will never tire of wonder, never cease to be amazed, that you will forever banish your fear of the unknown... Only then can I take your hand and show you worlds that eclipse fantasy, dimensions where dreams are born.
Mind open, a soft whisper from within your soul, tapping familiar notes in harmony, you will hear upon return from our flight. Slowly, words will shimmer into the air, breathing in solid form, there are no letters to reveal, only inner knowing:
"All that and more is what you are here to remember. Dance the dream to life..."
Each client brings me a new piece of the puzzle. While my own metaphysical journeys - mystical, shamanic and otherwise - are quietly fantastical, I am honored to have the opportunity to hear from and share with others as they try to make sense of the jumbled realities they sometimes stumble upon.
There isn't always a place to go for affirmation, solace or consolation. I offer reassurance that we can and do experience "realities" that have no explanation --- far from abnormal --- those unique paranormal encounters that break from our known reality are merely demonstrating there remains a never ending wealth of new territory waiting to be mapped.
The family called me in as a lark. There were unexplained things happening in the house and even if I might not offer an answer, it would provide a form of entertainment for a radio program. Circumstances were such I could only give a few bits and pieces to retain some privacy. I asked no questions prior to the session. Some of what I learned, I can share.
The minute I entered the home, I connected with the ghost of a small child, a little girl... She loved to play in the children's room and sat in a small chair beside the door to an unfinished attic room. That door - they told me - had a problem remaining shut.
She said she played with another young child in the family. That child happened to be autistic. What could be communicated about that interaction would have been limited - but that also allows for more open access to the spirit plane.
As such, his mother described an experience where the child was seated on her lap and they both watched a small glowing hole open in the center of the living room entry door. Through that hole snaked a contingent of several party goers. All dressed in period clothes, a woman carried a tray of dishes and utensils as if they were attending an event. The group then vanished.
His mother felt she had seen what her child normally saw because they were sitting together and in physical contact. My own experiences affirm that.
When we share space and energy with others who are open or have done shamanic/intuitive work to gain access to that realm, we can share their encounters. In such an instance a skeptic can gain access to a world he cannot otherwise conceive. But that is not meant to offer proof. It is just to say - when realities collide - new doors open.
Imagination holds the key to wonder... wonder more that you might dream more... and beyond that we will grow.