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Change Spirit Circle?

"Please don't change Spirit Circle. I love it the way that it is."

Those were the words uttered by a member in response to our recent mailing asking for feedback. She was afraid that the things that she loved were going to go away. It took some explaining to convince her that Spirit Circle was not going to change, only to grow. That we would still be offering everything that we now have, and much more. And as has been the case in the past, much of that will come from you, our members.

"You took a dream and turned it into a reality," she continued.

So I had to explain that yes, there was a dream, and that we have turned a very small portion of that dream into reality. But Spirit Circle of today is like the tip of an iceberg. With an iceberg, only about 10% of it can be seen. And the Spirit Circle of today is only about 10% of the dream fulfilled. If the entirety of an iceberg could be set up on land so that you could see it all, that would not change the part that you had been able to see before, it would just add to it. And so it is with the dream of Spirit Circle. The iceberg was not created overnight. And neither can Spirit Circle in its entirety be created overnight.

By the time that we had finished our conversation, she was looking forward to the Spirit Circle of the future.

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I am Light

Where there is war

I will be there

with peace

Where there is hatred

I will be there

with love

Where there is intolerance, anger and in-difference

I will be there

with an olive branch in one hand and light in the other

Where there is sufferingI will be there

with healing

Where there is fear

I will be there

with courage

Where there is doubt

I will be there

with hope

Where there is death

I will be there

to comfort and to show continued life

Where there is darkness

I will be there

To light the way

I do not look at the world and it's citizens

through rose colored glasses,

but through rose colored eyes

You see, I am Light!

by ~joyce~

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Communicating through the Veil

Many people fear communication with those beyond the Veil, this includes communication with loved ones, angels, spirit guides, fairies and even ghosts among the many "Other World" communications available to us here in the earthly realm. My quest here is to help eliminate such a fear so that you too, may enjoy the magical experience of spiritual communication into your life.

Not everyone has seen a ghost, or the spirit of a loved one from the other side; but many have sensed one at one time or another, though they may deny such an experience. Denial comes from being conditioned to believe such things just don't exist, or even the more prevalent base belief that life after death itself does not, could not exist. Whether your experience with the Other World has been a visit from your Guardian Angel, a Spirit Guide, a loved one or an unknown ghostly one, acknowledge it as the blessing it truly is. Many of us may not know "who" was there, yet we may sense something around us, or we may have an unexplainable experience of some kind we think no one would believe. Haunted houses are a separate subject all together, and that subject will be covered at another time.

Ghosts are usually classified as souls whose physical bodies have died but their souls have failed to cross over into the Light. These souls either believe they have some kind of unfinished business here and refuse to go to the Light until they've achieved what they set out to resolve; or they can be souls who are just plain happy right where they are!! There are actually many reasons a soul may decide not cross into the Light. Some may just decide to hang around for awhile visiting all their loved ones to make sure they're all right before they continue on their journey. Some are afraid, some are just plain stubborn, and still others feel they can help those of us here more by staying where they are! Whatever their reason, this is what they chose.

I personally, have difficulty accepting that a soul can become lost in the system somewhere. I'm not saying it isn't possible. Assuming everyone has a Guardian Angel, and vast amounts of Spirit Guides and loved ones watching over them; I find it hard to accept that they can lose their way, fall into a crack in the system, or not know they are dead for any great length of time. I choose to believe that God/ Goddess has everything covered so there would be no lost souls for eternity! Disoriented awhile, maybe, but never totally lost forever. Again, hauntings, haunted houses, and parallel worlds are another aspect within themselves, and nothing to play with unless you know what you are doing. I believe we each make choices and decisions, with our Higher Power's blessing, for our own soul's evolution. These are my personal beliefs, please do some serious soul searching of your own to discover what beliefs are feel right to you.

Often, when we have an Other Worldly visitor appear in our lives, we automatically call them a ghost. Which technically is not the case. We also receive what we often call ghostly visits from loved ones who have gone to the Light and just like to pop in on us every now and again to give guidance, say hello, or just hang around for awhile! These should not be classified as "ghosts" per say, but are now Enlightened Beings who still love us and look out for us and just like to check in every now and again. They are merely the Spirit of a loved one visiting this realm. Know they would never harm you in any way. Some of our loved ones even choose to become Guardians to us after they've gone on to the Light as well.

Our enlightened visitors from the Other Side, love to converse with us! Some come out of curiosity, and just try to get our attention to let us know they are doing ok where they are. Sometimes we see them, hear them, or just feel them around us. Other times strange things may happen we just can't explain. A flower pot drops out of the blue, a photograph goes flying across the room, or we may get a feeling or urging to do something and we don't understand why. These are the whispers of your Spirit Guardians and loved ones. Sometimes they make themselves known to you and sometimes they don't. Often all they care about is that you get the message and won't tell you their name or who they are, because to them it is unimportant! All that is important is that you get the message they bring you. Overall, there is nothing to fear in these experiences. Say a prayer for them and send them love..they'll definitely appreciate it! Know that whenever you are thinking of them, they are right there with you and be sure to send them your love. You won't find them hanging out at the cemetery either, they more than likely will be hanging out with you, where ever you go! Once the body is gone, they are no longer concerned with it, or where it rests. Although I'm sure they appreciate the flowers you bring to their graves in their memory, I think however, they would appreciate your communicating with them even more than flowers on their grave.

I didn't always believe in ghosts, angels, spirit guides or life after death. It took some bizarre experiences along the way for me to be convinced. Here is just one of the many experiences I have enjoyed with the Spirit World that got my attention!

My cousin Bill and I just hated each other growing up, as kids often do, he would constantly tease me and hurt my feelings; so for many years, I really had no use for him in my life. Things changed as he grew up a bit and he hit his teen years, and my world changed forever since becoming pregnant, and alone, with my first child. For the first time, we became friends and our relationship eventually grew from cousins into a bond more like a brother and sister and became very close. After my daughter was born, he would come over and help me with her regularly, he quickly became my own guardian angel on earth. Whenever he would go out with his friends, frequent trips past my house were in order to make sure the baby and I were all right, and a day did not go by that he did not call or stop by to see if we needed anything.

In our many conversations he would confide that he felt he wasn't going to live long. My response each time it was brought up, was always the same, I told him to stop talking like that!! The thought was just plain silly after all, he had his whole life ahead of him, he was only 19 for goodness sakes!! I even had a premonition through a dream that he would soon be leaving us, and again I went into denial. I had decided nothing was going to happen to him, as if this were my decision!

It was just a bad dream.

Bill was killed in an auto accident about 6 months after my dream, he got into a car with a friend for an evening out, not realizing how drunk his friend was as they drove off. I took his death very hard, and grieved terribly, I was lost without him. Apparently, my grief blocked his attempts at communication with me so instead, he went to my daughter, who by then was about 2 ½ years old. As you may already know, children have no fear, therefore they are able to see and hear those in Spirit without the fear we adults carry. One day I had put my daughter in for a bubble bath, shortly after, my daughter began just a giggling and laughing away in the tub.

"Jaime Lynn", I said, "what is so funny "? She looked at me and laughed even more. She pointed in front of her, and said, "Billy's here!" and she giggled some more. " He is playin' with me" she giggle again. My eyebrows curled up in confusion, and I said, "where do you see Billy honey?" she again points right in front of her, and said, "he's right there, can't you see him mommy?" Well, I figured it just wouldn't do for me to look real stupid on this one, so I said, "yeah, sure I can honey, you have fun with Billy"!

At my daughter's age, I knew she didn't understand the whole concept of death, and did not know he was gone from us forever. I had no explanation for what I had just experienced, so I thought well, maybe she was missing his presence and created an "imaginary friend" for herself called Billy. Who was I to get in the way of that?

After tub time, we put some laundry in the washer and were jamming away to the radio and cleaning up the house. I suddenly realized the washer and my radio had stopped running, so I went to go see how that could be. Curled eyebrows weren't the word for it! I was in awe to discover that both appliances had not only been unplugged...but the cords had been laid neatly across the table!!! No one was in the house but my daughter and I, and we didn't have any pets!

I knew in that moment, Bill truly was in the bathroom playing with my daughter in the tub, and had obviously unplugged the appliances to make a point! All my doubts about life after death and the ability to communicate with those who have crossed over were put to rest after that experience, and in it's place came the desire to learn more.

Every night after putting my daughter to bed, I would hear whispers and giggling continue on in her room, bringing me comfort knowing he was with her, keeping her safe and happy as she slept so peacefully.

My message is a simple one, do not allow fear to keep you from communicating with those on the other side of the Veil. Your loved ones, Angels, Spirit Guides and others are awaiting your acceptance of their existence so that they may communicate with you and share their spirit with you. I advise you to take a class or get educated on communicating with Spirit. There are many wonderful books and websites available that make learning more very easy. There is nothing to fear. There is so much to be gained and shared from such wonderful communications! It continues to be a great gift and blessing in my life.

Blessings and Light to you on your spiritual journeys ahead.

by Lynniah Claire
copyright 3/21/02

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A Love Story

She sat in her garden and listened to the bees buzzing from flower to hive the sound of children calling on the wind, such a place of peace. Slowly she became aware the sounds had stopped. Looking at the hive she could see all was still, no bees were in sight.

Looking over to the village she saw Bear coming through the village and a smile touched her lips, but the children just gave a quiet wave as Bear passed, and even her people just touched their hearts as he passed, none gave that warm welcome they always gave to Bear. Her heart beat faster, at the same time it seemed to stop.

Slowly she moved over to make room so Bear could sit with her as he always did, but this time he came to sit before her, and a tear fell from her eyes. As she looked into his eyes and she felt the pain in his heart, the tears did flow.

Bear sat as tall as he could, and he said.

My people tell how sometimes a life is so hard; it can be filled with only pain. When that spirit returns to our people it also carries the pain it held on this life. Spirit will then heal that spirit and take pain away, but sometimes that spirit needs to be born again. To be born so it can touch love, and know what it is to love and be loved.

My people tell how Running Deer and Shadow Walker did fall in love and marry. Life was good, but hard. Soon Running Deer came with child and as they planned for that moment when the child would be born so the child whispered. Do you mind if I come early?

My people tell how they drove in the night to reach the Hospital. A time to whisper to every spirit you know, a time to wish for miles to go so fast, but a spirit that had never touched love could not wait.

At that time between the night and the dawn a child was born. Born on a blanket between a road and a lake. My people only tell how a child was born because no words can explain how Shadow Walker felt as he knelt between Running Stars knees and touched his child while it still lay in Running Deer. His hands touched and helped bring that child into the world, and for a moment the child was held in the body of Running Deer who loved her man and child so much, and the child felt the touch of her fathers hands, and love flowed between all three, and a spirit that had never known love. Touched love.

As she took her first breath and was held in her father's hands that morning star was seen in the sky, and she was named Morning Star.

Only a few moons passed and that spirit returned to her people, and my people tell how Running Deer returned to find her Morning Star had returned to her people.

This was a pain they could not share, for the pain was different.

Running Deer could only see the pain in her husband's eyes, not only for the loss of his Morning Star, but because he was alone with her when she died, he felt such guilt for something he felt he could have done.

Running Deer had no time to weep, only hold her husband in her arms.

My people tell how two who were so in love, slowly drifted apart.

My people tell the story of how that spirit grow in spirit and she returned to touch those who held her in their hearts, but she found her mother held a great pain, for she had lost a daughter and a husband. Morning Star could see she could not help her mother unless she could touch the heart of her fathers, but that was covered in stone.

Morning Star did try, she tried so hard to open that heart of stone, but in his heart and in his mind he held her as a baby. He would not see her for what she had become.

And this is where I came into the story.

I have a friend who has a friend called Chicken Hawk, a Mohawk Indian.

One night Chicken Hawks grandfather in spirit came to me and gave her a message, from then other messages came, at the same time I started to see things for a baby. At that time I did not know that Chicken Hawk is the sister of Running Deer.

Chicken Hawk and Running Deer started to talk about the messages from spirit, but they did not know how to tell Shadow Walker.

One night my friend had problems and Shadow Walker sent me an e-mail to let me know everything was O.K. From that simple e-mail Shadow Walker and I became friends.

Shadow Walker had seen my web page, he knew I had a tribe in spirit telling me spirit tales, and with the messages from spirit to Chicken Hawk. He said I had power with spirit.

One night I told him I had Morning Star with me, but even that did not touch his stone heart.

Shadow Walker could only see the baby in his mind and heart; he could not see the young female Indian that stood with me.

Now Morning Star turned up the power, she had come to close to give up now, and I started to work with spirit like I have never before worked.

My friend also has a friend who is a medium. Now the medium should not smoke, but she does. When her husband sees them he throws them away. So she hides them. One night I saw her sitting at the table, on the table was a pot plant, and in the pot, under the plant her cigarettes. I sent an e-mail to my friend who phoned the medium's husband.

He walked up to the table, lifted the plant out, found the cigarettes, and said Silver Wolf told me. The medium needed a large drink.

The Indians told the story and found it so funny, but at the same time they knew my power was great with spirit.

Shadow Walker and I talked, but he still would not open his heart to Morning Star.

So another night, another e-mail. The cigarettes where in a watering can in the garden. The husband gave them to the medium and said. Silver Wolf said try harder. Another drink was called for.

Again the story was told, and again my power grow.

Now Shadow Walker is a beekeeper, and his Queen Bee died. I asked if he called Morning Star his Queen bee, and that stone heart shattered, and Morning Star touched him. I then wrote Tale A18 and sent it to Shadow Walker.

I cannot explain how long it took Morning Star to touch him, the time it took for me to meet someone who had a friend who was Shadow Walkers sister in-law. I will leave you to think about that.

The link I had with spirit, the cigarettes and messages from spirit. Was not to prove to people how powerful I am, it was to prove to one person my link with spirit, and when he said I had much power with spirit, then Morning Star gave me the words to shatter his stone covered heart.

Another tale was written from Bear and Morning Star A23 and A24.

If this was just a tale from spirit, then Bear and Morning Star would end the tale, but this is a true story. So I will end this tale.

All the Indians smiled and laughed as two strangers became lovers once more, this was a true love story, not only between a man and a woman, but also a spirit who worked so hard to give back what should never have been taken. In all the years since Morning Star passed. Running Deer and Shadow Walker had never been away together. They went on a little holiday and we all smiled and called it a second honeymoon.

Then one night a drunk behind a wheel of a car ended the life of Shadow Walker, and broke nearly every bone in Running Deer.

They had to wait for Running Deer to say if they could turn the machine off that kept a body alive. The moment they did. Shadow Walker came to me and thanked me for the time he had to hold his Running Deer once more, and for bringing his Morning Star.

I walked Shadow Walker to meet Bear.

When I came home I sent an e-mail with the time he passed. He had passed at that time.

I hope that one day Running Deer will tell the love the story I cannot write. Now my tribe in spirit holds Shadow Walk and a Queen bee. I know Bear will never be without Honey.

This tale has no end, because now a father and daughter in spirit are working together to heal someone they both love so much. Running Deer.

Silver Wolf.
Silver Wolf Mohawk

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An Interesting Day at the Faire

One of my hobbies is making jewelry. I was a vendor at the Manitou Springs Holistic Faire recently and had an experience I'd like to share.

I had set up my display, and for some reason, I put out a small, green hemp macramé bracelet, in the form of Celtic knots separated by wooden beads. I'm not really sure I noticed it at the time. It wasn't a piece I even intended to display. I was sitting, watching people come and go and although they would stop, and look at my pieces, and comment on how much they liked them, almost nobody was buying anything. As the day went on, many of the people who looked at my wares, would pick up the hemp bracelet for a moment, and again, tell me it was beautiful, and then replace it, not even inquiring the price. The first time this happened, I heard a little voice inside me that told me I should give the piece away. Throughout the day, the feeling got stronger and stronger.

By 7:15 pm (the show ended at 8:00 pm), I had made a moderate number of sales, but not nearly what I'd hoped. Just then, a woman came up to my table, and looked at my earring display, eventually choosing a set she liked. As I was writing the receipt for her purchase, she picked up the hemp bracelet. She turned it over and over in her hand, and before she could say another word, I told her, "I think you should take that with you as well, as my gift." Needless to say, she was very surprised, and graciously accepted the gift. Five minutes after she left, a couple came up and made the biggest purchase of the day. They had been gone for only about another fifteen minutes, when another couple came up, and made an even larger purchase. Just before the Faire ended at 8:00 pm, another customer came up and bought a set of earrings.

When I looked at my tally for the day, I realized that the sales immediately after following my "sixth sense", and giving the bracelet away, had almost tripled my sales for the day!

The next day, I began to get the same feeling that I had with the hemp bracelet, about a small, inexpensive harmony ball necklace (like the larger ones, also with chimes inside). Several people would pick it up, or touch it, but nothing else. Deciding to follow my feelings again, I vowed I would give it to the next person who touched it. In walked a lady who went directly to the necklace, and began telling me a story about a necklace she had once owned, which was identical to the one I had, but a little larger. She had given it, on an impulse, to a handicapped man who had admired it. I told her, "Then this one must be yours. I think that kindness should always be rewarded."

She thanked me, and slipped the necklace in her purse and walked away. Again, in about five minutes, customers began coming up to my booth, buying earrings and necklaces, and by the time the day was over, I had done nearly triple the sales of the day before.

During the last half of the afternoon, I began having that feeling again, this time about a sterling silver and malachite star of David pendant and chain. I don't eavesdrop, but had overheard my friends in the next booth talking to one of the organizers of the Faire, a Rabbi Jeff, who did tree of life readings, and aura photography. He was apparently having some domestic strife, and was a bit stressed about it. The little voice told me that the Star of David was for him. Strangely, about forty-five minutes after I had made my decision, he was passing by my table, and suddenly stopped, and began looking intently at the Star of David necklace, taking it in his hand, and studying it. He then put it down and walked off quickly.

I spent the last twenty minutes or so of the Faire, holding the pendant in my hands and charging it with Reiki. Then, at 6:00 pm, when the Faire was over, I went looking for Jeff, and presented him with the gift. I just told him that he was supposed to have it. He insisted on doing an aura photography session with me, which gave me a great deal of insight, for which I am extremely thankful (I had been thinking of having him do one for me, through the whole Faire, but didn't really have the extra cash).

I learned a valuable lesson, one that enriched me spiritually. I learned to listen to my inner self, and go with my intuition, something I have always been a little hesitant to do. I learned that little things, that may seem insignificant, could have a large effect on me as well as others. I think that it was a lesson that was given to me by my spirit guides. I've always felt them around me, but I have also always had trouble communicating with them, in a meaningful way. On this day, they made their feelings known to me in a way I will be watchful for in the future.

Heart and Spirit
Firesong
Copywrite 2002

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