This is Wednesday, October 20th, and it is Purple Shirt Day. I am wearing my purple shirt in support of young boys and men who have been harassed because they were either gay or just accused of being gay because they were different. Red neck bullying has cost the lives of way too many boys and men in our culture. Most often the bullying is so severe that the victims end up taking their own lives to put an end to it all. I think that this is as tragic as it is prolific. One really should consider homicide before suicide.
It absolutely disgusts me that in this day and age anyone can be harassed just because they are not what others consider to be the norm. After all, Norm is not that great a guy! No offence to those who have that name. It is just that Norm narrows the possibilities that abound in our world. With Norm continually in our faces, we aren't allowed to sing or dance or be creative. Without creative thought we would still be in the dark ages.
I have both relatives and friends who are gay or lesbian. That has never been an issue for me when relating to them. They are people. They have hearts (most often bigger than the ones inside the red neck relatives...I don't have red neck friends because those I can choose), they bleed red blood and they all have souls. Also, they are all loved both by me and by God. So those who think that being gay or lesbian is not of God can just chuck the hell off!
I decided that to wear my purple shirt I would have to also honour my Gypsy roots and put it with a tie on belt. I have always loved that Gypsy flare. If that sounds gay, I just don't care.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Best Witches!
Halloween is my favorite time of year! I have mentioned this before. But this time I wanted to say a little more about it. You see, I come from a line of mystics. Some of them have been shamans. Some of them have been healers. Some of them have been witches. Not just on one side of the family, but on both. So this gave me a little boost into the mystical realm of consciousness. I have had the best of teachers through family members as well as friends of family and, you guessed it, the dearly departed. Mwahahaha!
One of my gifts is that the dead communicate with me. It is much easier when it is connected through bloodlines, but often those who are not related by blood also connect. In any case, I have had opportunity to get "training" from some of my ancestors whom I have not had opportunity to meet in this life because they crossed over before I came into being here in this realm. Sometimes I have not known that they were related until I spoke of them with my mother or grandmother and they pointed out that the person I was referring to was my great such and such. Cool.
So on one side of the family I have Celtic witches and shamans and on the other side I have Gypsy witches and shamans. Some have been healers and most have been have been helpers of mankind through the practice of the Craft. I like to embrace it all. There is no reason why someone has to limit themselves to just one thing or just one way. We can be eclectic in our practices. That is what life is all about, after all, the spice and flavours that are blended into magnificent creations.
So this Halloween, I invite you all to take a moment and connect to the spirits of your family lines. You never know who you might find along the way and what wisdoms and gifts they may open up for you. Have a sense of adventure and also have some common sense. Don't just let yourself be open to whomever comes along. That leaves too much room for trickster spirits to play with you. Be more specific and then let the good times roll! Also do not do this through the Ouiji Board. That thing is nutso! Oh, and remember to howl at the moon. It does the soul great good!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
One of my gifts is that the dead communicate with me. It is much easier when it is connected through bloodlines, but often those who are not related by blood also connect. In any case, I have had opportunity to get "training" from some of my ancestors whom I have not had opportunity to meet in this life because they crossed over before I came into being here in this realm. Sometimes I have not known that they were related until I spoke of them with my mother or grandmother and they pointed out that the person I was referring to was my great such and such. Cool.
So on one side of the family I have Celtic witches and shamans and on the other side I have Gypsy witches and shamans. Some have been healers and most have been have been helpers of mankind through the practice of the Craft. I like to embrace it all. There is no reason why someone has to limit themselves to just one thing or just one way. We can be eclectic in our practices. That is what life is all about, after all, the spice and flavours that are blended into magnificent creations.
So this Halloween, I invite you all to take a moment and connect to the spirits of your family lines. You never know who you might find along the way and what wisdoms and gifts they may open up for you. Have a sense of adventure and also have some common sense. Don't just let yourself be open to whomever comes along. That leaves too much room for trickster spirits to play with you. Be more specific and then let the good times roll! Also do not do this through the Ouiji Board. That thing is nutso! Oh, and remember to howl at the moon. It does the soul great good!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Back to the Drawing Board
Life goes in circles. We sometimes think that it is linear, but really it is not. Linear reality is only an illusion. It is actually circular. We are born, we live, we die and we are born again. Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter cycle along all the time. Our planet circles around a star that is incredibly hot and continues to do so for as long as our small cosmos will live.
For example. I can't tell you how many times I have bought and sold property. Each and every time I have done so I have said that the next move will only be made when I am hauled out of this house in a pine box. This is because I dislike moving house. Yet a couple of years later circumstances change and, yet again, I am finding myself selling and buying property. I have become comfortable with the fact that I will put my heart and soul into a place and turn it over in a few years as life changes occur. Sometimes that also happens with relationships.
As humans we want everything to last forever. Really, this is stupid. It is less than childish. Change happens. That is the only thing that we can really count on. So as the changes occur we need to flow with them instead of resist them and hold ourselves back from growth. That growth is an essential part of our makeup. So why resist it? Well, the only reason really is fear. We are afraid of change. Yet without change we would never have crawled into the caves for shelter, let alone crawled out of them to become hunters, gatherers and farmers. Without change the industrial period would never have happened. Technology would never have been discovered. Okay, so maybe some change could have waited a wee while.
As you are walking through your life, and you find yourself "back at the drawing board" so to speak, just remember this. It is actually a good sign. You have come full circle and can now embark on a similar yet different adventure and this time learn new things as you go. This will make you a well rounded individual and will keep you mentally sharp. Accept it and move on. Resist it and a part of you will certainly die. Once accepted, the new situation will allow you to blossom, just like the flowers that bloom in the spring.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
For example. I can't tell you how many times I have bought and sold property. Each and every time I have done so I have said that the next move will only be made when I am hauled out of this house in a pine box. This is because I dislike moving house. Yet a couple of years later circumstances change and, yet again, I am finding myself selling and buying property. I have become comfortable with the fact that I will put my heart and soul into a place and turn it over in a few years as life changes occur. Sometimes that also happens with relationships.
As humans we want everything to last forever. Really, this is stupid. It is less than childish. Change happens. That is the only thing that we can really count on. So as the changes occur we need to flow with them instead of resist them and hold ourselves back from growth. That growth is an essential part of our makeup. So why resist it? Well, the only reason really is fear. We are afraid of change. Yet without change we would never have crawled into the caves for shelter, let alone crawled out of them to become hunters, gatherers and farmers. Without change the industrial period would never have happened. Technology would never have been discovered. Okay, so maybe some change could have waited a wee while.
As you are walking through your life, and you find yourself "back at the drawing board" so to speak, just remember this. It is actually a good sign. You have come full circle and can now embark on a similar yet different adventure and this time learn new things as you go. This will make you a well rounded individual and will keep you mentally sharp. Accept it and move on. Resist it and a part of you will certainly die. Once accepted, the new situation will allow you to blossom, just like the flowers that bloom in the spring.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Skinny Dipping
I am trying to remember when it began. I think that it all started when I was around 12 and it was a very hot day at the lake. I was on a hike and so did not have my swimsuit with me. So.... After that, when I was around 15 or 16 a group of friends and I went to the beach at close to midnight. So..... What can I say? Even just a couple of years ago I actually had a business meeting with a friend in his backyard pool. Needless to say, that was the most enjoyable business meeting I have ever attended.
I am a rebel. I don't see the need for swimsuits when God/ess has already provided us with one naturally. It is not a sexual thing. It is simply that it feels less encumbered without all the material. That is why I also do not wear pj's. I figure, why put something on that is gonna come right off anyway? So I invite all my readers to try it out. Of course, in our Canadian climate you will have to do this in the warm season. That is, unless your backyard pool is heated!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
A Cup Half Full
Sometimes people find ways of diminishing their blessings in life. It is always easy to find that your cup is half empty, but not so easy to see that it is also half full. Whenever I find myself in a gloomy state, I go for a walk and look at the blessings in my life. This does two things for me.
First, if gives me fresh air and exercise. I guess that this means it is actually doing three things because fresh air and exercise are two. That fresh air tends to clear the cobwebs from my brain. The exercise makes endorphins rush through me and give me the "feel good" aspect. The third thing is that I begin looking at the things that are actually going right in my life. This allows me to put things into perspective so that I don't do a bunch of mental whining.
The thing that I never do is compare myself to anyone else. There is no way on earth that we can compare our experiences with those of others. So if I feel emotional pain I would never do the, "Get a grip! At least you aren't caught in a mine in Chile!" thing. That is their tragic experience, not mine. I send prayers for their well being, but never compare myself or my pain to them or anyone else. That would diminish my experience as well as theirs. I would never be so assuming as to do that.
When I count my blessings I look at the things that bring me joy. My relationships, my home, my work and so on are inspirations that help me through the more difficult things. Once I have that perspective, then I know that there may be numerous steps to go through the difficult stuff, but at least with this one step under my belt I can go the rest of the way. I think it is Super Chick that sings a song about there being 100 steps to go, but don't give up because tonight you are taking the first one and if you can do that then you can do the other 99. Pop rock is so cool at times!
It is all perspective. So when you are seeing how your life is lacking, the first thing that you will need to do is look at how it is also full. Then from there you can take whatever steps you need to in order to fill that cup up all the way.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Need a Little Focus?
You know how some people look like their dogs? Or is it that their dogs look like them? I can't remember which came first, the chicken or the egg. Anyway, the theory is the same. Of late with all the construction going on in our city I have noticed that, while driving my Love to work in the morning, there are particular vehicles to avoid during the crush hour.
Ford focus: lack of focus. Sheesh. Ford Escort: needs one because they certainly don't know how to drive on their own! Nissan Altima: ultimately stupid at the rate of a serial killer. Half Ton Trucks: bullies on the road and have landed from out in a field somewhere and have never heard of that thingy called a signal light or the practice of shoulder checking. Cyclists who lollygag in the middle of a driving lane in crush hour. Seriously, are your brains not meant for something more than a pavement puddle?
Now I am forced to practice breathing and driving my own vehicle.
What can I say? It is a good thing I have the reflexes of a cat! Hey, does that mean that I really should be driving a Jag? Frankly, with the idiots on the road in the mornings you would not catch me dead driving a car like that. Way too expensive for the repairs! So I pretend that our little car is a black cat with all the luck in the world and the reflexes to prove it. Stealth is my middle name. And yes, I keep the windows up so no one around me can hear me swear at the idjits on the street. So this is probably the most negative blog I have ever done, but even your favorite twentieth century shaman has to vent now and then.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Grieving
We all grieve in our own way. Some curl up into a fetus position and sob, others pour themselves into their work, others take time to contemplate life and its fragility. A good friend of mine died recently. I will miss him. But I have not shed a tear about his passing. He had a long struggle with cancer. I know he is no longer in pain and this makes me happy for him. I miss his voice and his humour and his laughter.
At his service, people were looking at me and some even approached me about why I was so even in my emotions. I don't like to be really public about my deepest feelings. I work them through way before such services so that I don't have to take facial tissue with me to the event. I don't like it when my face leaks. For me, that is a more private thing that I will experience in the safety of my own home. This is also what makes me really good at performing services as well. I allow others to do the emotional stuff and I stay on track with the program. Understand that it is not at all that I think any less of anyone who can openly cry at events such as this. It is just that it is not my personal cup of tea. I am also not saying that I won't or don't cry. I do. I just do it when it feels right, and doing it publicly has never felt right.
So now life goes on without my friend. That is okay. I was not able to see him much in the last number of months anyway. But I also said goodbye to him privately moments after his passing. So I am good with it all. I look forward to meeting him again in another life and seeing how far he has come since our last meeting. I think we will likely have a tea together and chat about lots of Universal things.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
The Last One Out
There are certain aspects of sleeping with another person that are important to honor. First, if you snore, figure out a way to not. Second, if your partner snores, figure out a way to not hear it. Third, if you fart always say "excuse me" even if you whisper it in the middle of the night. Fourth, acknowledge that sleeping with that person is actually the most intimate thing you will ever do with them, even more intimate than sex, because if someone is truly comfortable enough with you to actually go to sleep in your presence, then that person is allowing him or herself to be completely vulnerable with you. Fifth, and certainly not the least important by any stretch, whoever gets out of the bed last should always make it.
That last one is about respect and responsibility. Yes, some couples share in the making of the bed. They are actually rare. If you are one who doesn't care about how your bedroom looks or whether or not at night you are able to get into a bed that's been made, then this will likely not phase you whatsoever. I am one who does not like getting into a bed at night if it looks like it has been slept in for weeks and unmade. It simply grosses me out. But then there begs the question of who makes the bed?
A general rule of thumb for me is this. If you have had the luxury of actually sleeping longer than your partner, then have the courtesy of making the bed when you are done. It is completely rude and obnoxious for someone to lolly gag in bed, no matter what day of the week, and then expect the partner to make the bed after finally hauling their sorry butts out of it.
Don't get me wrong. I believe that a person should be able to sleep as long as they like. I have way too much respect for Dream Time to think that at the crack of noon everyone should be up and at 'em. I don't sleep in much. I have a biological clock that doesn't allow for that. But I also don't expect everyone else's clock to be synchronized with my own. I do, however, want whomever is out of bed last to have the courtesy of making it and not just walking away and leaving it for the other person.
It is amazing how many couples have daily tension in their relationships over things like this. My advice to them is to always create a set of rules and regulations for their relationship that must be honored. Now and then circumstances will not allow for them to be honored, but honored they must be on a more common daily basis, otherwise, believe me, the tension will destroy the intimacy that is associated with the bedroom. After all, who wants to sleep with or have sexual relations with a lazy slob? I know I wouldn't. Also, one person, even if that person is not working outside of the home, cannot be expected to do all the house or yard work. That burdens the person and creates resentment in the relationship that will eat away at it until the relationship is utterly destroyed.
Now, the other thing that we do have to understand is this. If our partner is doing something like making the bed after he or she exits it, we cannot demand that they make it exactly the way we would prefer. If we are going to do that to them, then we can just suck it up and make the bed ourselves. There is nothing like doing a task that is in the rules and regulations and having someone nag you during or after that task is complete about how you did it so wrong. I figure that if someone's is making the effort to at least pull the sheets up then just shut up. If somone does that with my bed, I am also not in any way going to go back and "do it right" either. I might as well have just done it from scratch if I am going to do that. Nope. I just appreciate that the bed got made to whatever degree and move on.
I also don't think that a person must acknowledge appreciation all the time for tasks that are done by the other person which simply needed to be done. So no, I don't always say, "Gee, thanks for making the bed" to someone whose responsibility it was to do that anyway. Nor do I expect it. I might do that sometimes, but not all the time. After all, this person is an adult and can simply step up. Hearing a thank you from someone who never steps up to their responsibilities around the house simply begins to sound like a hollow attempt on their part to make it look like appreciation when actually it is just that they are relieved that, yet again, they are off the hook to live up to the daily responsibilities. I also don't always say, "Thanks for loading the dishwasher" or "Thanks for dusting the furniture". Those things needed to be done just as much as shovelling the snow from the driveway needed to be done. It is simply something that must be done so do it. I do, however, thank the neighbour for shovelling or blowing out my driveway if I get up in the morning and find it done already. That was not their responsibility. It was simply a gift of service, and one that will be returned at some point in the future. That is a different kind of relationship.
So in your intimate relationships, make sure that you are not always the one neglecting the responsibilities of household tasks. Make sure that you are not always the one stepping up to those responsibilities either. Yes, you can sometimes acknowledge that they have been completed and show gratitude for that fact. You don't always have to do so because, as I have said, they just needed to be done. Set up rules and regulations for the relationship. It is part of the business of partnership. Have a partnership meeting and work out a division of tasks or at least a list of tasks. Sometimes if your partner, if the type who doesn't notice the things that need to be done, has a menu of things, then he or she can look at the living environment with new eyes and begin to notice that , lo and behold, the laundry is sitting there and I can fold that stuff while watching the game! That is sooo hot!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Saturday, October 2, 2010
The Ducks Fly Moon
According to Medicine Wheel teachings, we are currently in the Ducks Fly Moon as we travel around the Wheel of the Year. This photo, taken by my friend, Gail Fulkerson, depicts what the Ducks Fly Moon is about. Whether it is geese or ducks, at this time of year they begin to head south to warmer locals. Their formations are designed for better wind resistance and, as a result, faster flight. They fly in a format that is understood by the group consciousness.
This is also the medicine brought to those who are born during the Ducks Fly moon. But whether or not we are born into it, we all can access this medicine if we wish. This medicine is about understanding when it is time to move on with something. That could be a situation, a location or a relationship. When it is time to get up and move, we can instinctively know the perfect timing and implement it.
This medicine is also about tuning in to the group consciousness. Knowing what the "vibe" of the room is when you enter it is part of the medicine of the Ducks Fly Moon. The element of Air is strong with this moon, and the vibe of the room will travel through the air so that we know what it is into which we are walking. As a result of that intuitive knowledge, we are able to take on perfect form(ation) and respond as is needed with any situation. We are also able to do it with dignity and grace.
One of my daughters was born during the Ducks Fly Moon, and she is one that has always, from the time she was very young, had an inner elegance and grace about her. Well mannered and well spoken, her communication leaves one feeling relaxed and easy and able to address pretty much anything. When a person born in the Ducks Fly Moon is out of balance, they can become mentally obsessive and need lots of accolades in order to feel worthy. This reminds me of a friend of mine who recently passed away. Ducks Fly Moon people can be very sensitive and, thus, very fragile. No matter how strong or hugely popular they become, there is a part of them who always will need to be held and soothed.
My invitation to everyone is to attempt to tap into that group consciousness. This is different than tapping into mob mentality. It is more about paying attention to your intuitive understandings of people around you as well as of yourself. Take the time to meditate on this and you will find that your insights will increase exponentially.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Friday, October 1, 2010
White Rabbits!
It is the first of the month, and the first thing that needs to come out of your mouth is, "White Rabbits! White Rabbits! White Rabbits!" Why, you may ask? Well, beginning from the fertility rituals of Ostara, which later became known as Easter, the white rabbit has brought good fortune for the month. Those wishing to conceive a child would call this out at the Spring Equinox and it was reputed that by the end of the month the couple would conceive. I am sure they had lots of fun trying to, even if it didn't work. So who was going to argue?
Over the years this tradition (some would say "superstition") has evolved. It is something that now is reputed to bring good fortune to those who say it at the beginning of each month for the duration of the month. But it you forget, then the luck dwindles. No worries, though. There is also a backup plan. You see, the only thing considered to be more luck invoking than white rabbits is the white unicorn. So, if you forget and then remember halfway through the day, then say "White Unicorns! White Unicorns! White Unicorns!" and all will be well.
I know that some of this may sound silly. But considering the many ways in which I tempt fate almost on a daily basis, I am not going to take my chances that ignoring it may actually diminish my good fortune. So sometimes, even when I get up at 3:00 am to have a drink of water, I will say, "White Rabbits! White Rabbits! White Rabbits!" if it is on the first of the month. Yes, I may whisper it so as not to wake up everyone else in the house, but I still say it. So far it has been working. Try it and see what happens for you!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
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