Monday, September 27, 2010
Space News
This photo was taken by Ed Stockard while at the Arctic Circle. Some of those sun flares that I have written about recently result in some of the most amazing Aurora Borealis. I mentioned in a previous blog that the Northern Lights also make a sound. It is like a loud crackle usually, but I have also heard it more like a boom when they burst through the sky. What I don't think I mentioned was that they can touch ground.
I was lying on the ground watching the Northern Lights one night. I was thinking about how some of the northern cultures talk about the spirits in the Northern Lights, when suddenly BAM! There was this flash of light from the aurora that burst downward. It felt like it hit me right in the third eye! I felt some electrical current move through my body and all I could see was the colors of the Lights. Then, just as suddenly, it retracted. I watched it move back up into the sky and join the rest of the Lights.
I think that this was probably quite anomalous. I have never heard of this happening to anyone before and have never since heard of it. I am still not sure if I was in the right place at the right time, or the wrong place at the wrong time, for this to occur. I do wish someone else was there to witness it. Since then, though, I have a sense that perhaps the Northern peoples are correct. Perhaps there is indeed an intelligence to the Lights that science cannot measure or understand....yet.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Seeing Eye 2 Eye
We don't always see eye to eye. Most of us go through life wondering if we are aliens because no one else seems to view the world with the same set of lenses that we do. When we finally discover that there is indeed someone else who agrees, it becomes one of the most happy and, in fact, intimate moments that we will experience.
There is something to be said for having your "tribe". People who understand you and who acknowledge you for who you are turn out to be the greatest treasures in our lives. The fact that we can do the same for them in return makes us treasures in their lives as well. But how do we get there?
In order to even discover who these other members of our tribe are, we have to begin with the assumption of trust. For those of us who have been burned repeatedly, that trust is a difficult thing to start with. I have struggled with that for most of my life and decided that I need to trust myself and my instincts. If my intuition is telling me not to trust a person, then I distance quickly. But if it is telling me that this person is worthy of my trust, that is where I begin. We have been taught through our culture and experiences that we can't trust our intuitive processes, but we actually can. So when I get the green light with someone, I will trust them. Now, they do have to live up to that trust, and, with a few minor exceptions, they usually do. It is amazing to me that people will naturally want to live up to our trust levels. At the same time, if we don't trust them they will also live up to that. I really don't think that this has to do with us "creating our experiential reality" with those folks. I think that they simply turn out to be who we "knew" they would because of our ability to listen to our intuition.Second chances? Depending on the circumstances, I believe in them. I know I would certainly want a second chance if I somehow screwed up and lost someone's trust. But after that, there are no third chances.
I have the pleasure of having very good friends in 3 fabulous women with whom I used to work. Our work situations have all gone in different directions, but we still get together once a month for dinner and a visit. I feel blessed to have these people in my life. We laugh so hard we cry and allow ourselves to share on much deeper levels than is often experienced in friendships. We professionally support each other and personally care very deeply for each other. I consider these women to be part of my soul family. I am incredibly grateful for their presence in my life and look forward to years of dinners and birthday parties and such.
We see eye to eye in that we have a much more holistic view of life and the world. But we don't have to agree on absolutely everything either. Sometimes we can have completely different views on things, but also appreciate the sharing of different perspectives. I think that is what helps us all to grow. Being open to new thoughts and ideas helps to create a more encompassing understanding, even if it is something that is just not for us or challenges our paradigms. Besides, it keeps the conversations highly entertaining!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
There is something to be said for having your "tribe". People who understand you and who acknowledge you for who you are turn out to be the greatest treasures in our lives. The fact that we can do the same for them in return makes us treasures in their lives as well. But how do we get there?
In order to even discover who these other members of our tribe are, we have to begin with the assumption of trust. For those of us who have been burned repeatedly, that trust is a difficult thing to start with. I have struggled with that for most of my life and decided that I need to trust myself and my instincts. If my intuition is telling me not to trust a person, then I distance quickly. But if it is telling me that this person is worthy of my trust, that is where I begin. We have been taught through our culture and experiences that we can't trust our intuitive processes, but we actually can. So when I get the green light with someone, I will trust them. Now, they do have to live up to that trust, and, with a few minor exceptions, they usually do. It is amazing to me that people will naturally want to live up to our trust levels. At the same time, if we don't trust them they will also live up to that. I really don't think that this has to do with us "creating our experiential reality" with those folks. I think that they simply turn out to be who we "knew" they would because of our ability to listen to our intuition.Second chances? Depending on the circumstances, I believe in them. I know I would certainly want a second chance if I somehow screwed up and lost someone's trust. But after that, there are no third chances.
I have the pleasure of having very good friends in 3 fabulous women with whom I used to work. Our work situations have all gone in different directions, but we still get together once a month for dinner and a visit. I feel blessed to have these people in my life. We laugh so hard we cry and allow ourselves to share on much deeper levels than is often experienced in friendships. We professionally support each other and personally care very deeply for each other. I consider these women to be part of my soul family. I am incredibly grateful for their presence in my life and look forward to years of dinners and birthday parties and such.
We see eye to eye in that we have a much more holistic view of life and the world. But we don't have to agree on absolutely everything either. Sometimes we can have completely different views on things, but also appreciate the sharing of different perspectives. I think that is what helps us all to grow. Being open to new thoughts and ideas helps to create a more encompassing understanding, even if it is something that is just not for us or challenges our paradigms. Besides, it keeps the conversations highly entertaining!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Friday, September 24, 2010
Dress For Success
I don't know if this is exactly what they meant by that, but I like the twist. In fact, I remember "borrowing" one of my father's ties like this one once to go to a party. I would have been somewhere between 18 and 22 and not that far off from the build that this model guy has. Yup, you guessed it...eventually that was all I was wearing on top. It went over great with the girls at the party. It made some of the guys angry. I think they were just jealous because I could "pull it off" where they wouldn't have the guts.
Yes, I returned the tie...once I finally found it a week later. I won't go into where I found it. We are told so often that dressing for success means to don a tie. At least that is what it means for men. I hate ties. I do own some that I wear now and then at a ballroom dance or something, but if I can get away with not wearing one, all the better. Socks fall into the same category. I hate feeling constricted or like I can't breathe. I think I breathe through my feet, because I can only handle socks for an extremely short period of time and then they have gotta come off! I think that if I were living in a warmer climate, I would likely be a nudist. I love being naked and yet our climate is too cold for that on a regular basis. So I wear some kinda loin cloth or large scarf (usually around my waist) for when I am hangin' around the house (no pun intended!) and do my relaxing or housework or whatever. My Love enjoys it, so long as I am not flashing the neighbours.
You may think that this is way too much information....but really it is a cautionary note. Don't just "drop by" because you never know..... Or perhaps you may want to park across the street with some binoculars! Whatever strikes your fancy I guess. We do keep our blinds closed in the evening though.
As for success....I am successful. I don't need to be in a monkey suit to do that. Heck I could even be successful if all I wore was a kilt!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Have Faith
When I was young and in my teens, I was a kid with a lot of weight on his shoulders. It is not easy being a peace keeper in a dysfunctional family. I spent a lot of time escaping into alternate realities so that I could just cope with the stress of it all. For the longest time I thought that these alternate realities were just fantasy. Turns out....they weren't.
If I had not opened my mind to these alternate realities I would not have connected with Spirit, with my Totem Animals, with my ability to journey and to dream walk. These abilities later in life have become something that has allowed me to assist people and to help them to heal. What once felt like a weight on my shoulders has now become something that is liberating not just for myself but for many of my people. Now people have faith in me. They know that I will keep it real and that I will help them to heal. I try every day to live up to that. I don't see it as an expectation because I don't do it for them as much as I help them to do it for themselves. Those who want someone to just come in and "fix it" are disappointed and some of them learn to utilize my expertize to learn to do it themselves. Others fade away because I am not the one for them. I won't allow them to give up their personal responsibility in their healing and I won't allow them to put me on a pedestal. Healing is work. Have faith that, with a little assistance here and there, you can do it. But the point is that it is you that is doing it. Not anyone else. Have faith.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Get Me Off This Pedestal!
It doesn't look very comfortable, does it? Well, it isn't. I don't put others on pedestals. But what I really don't like is when people try to put me on one. I find it is the most uncomfortable thing going. Mostly, what it says to me is that the other person who is doing this to me really doesn't know me well at all. He or she is also not honoring his or her own fabulous self. Instead the person is deifying me an putting all the responsibility for his or her own life in my hands. Screw that!
I can't stand being on a pedestal. People! I am just a guy. I breathe, and my heart beats just like everyone else's. I sweat and I fart and burp, just like any other biological system. Most often when people do this to me it is because they have not done their own self work. So yes, words that escape my lips will seem like they are the wisdom of the Gods! My insights will seem like I am seeing into their souls. Really, it is just that I have been around the block....a few times....okay, more than a few, but who's counting?
With age (I got that!) and experience (hey, I got that too!) comes wisdom. It is as simple as that. Some of us are also born with a bit of it. From the mouths of babes come the most profound wisdoms of them all! No, I don't mean the babes on the street corner or in the office space! Sheesh! I am talking about the little ones, the young ones, the children of the earth. They are our greatest teachers! Just because they are small does not disqualify their wisdom. They have just arrived on the scene this time around, but they have also been around the block a time or two and have been closer to the Light more recently than the rest of us.
So what does a person do when someone has put them on a pedestal? Well, I tend to kick it out from under myself pretty quickly. Then I let out a long and horribly smelling fart. Then I laugh out loud. I may even snort. I have my faults. I am not perfect and I have made many mistakes along the way. I am trying to be a better man today than the one I was last week. It is a journey. It is a difficult enough journey to take without someone putting the pressure on me by putting me up on a pedestal. Every journey does, however, begin with one step. I figure that if a journey were to take one hundred steps, and I am able to take the first step, then I can very likely take the other 99 as well. I'm in. So watch out world! Here I come and I am gonna be even better than I was last week!
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
The Closer We Get
This photo, from Spaceweathernews, is of Jupiter. Jupiter, the last couple of days, has been closer to Earth than it has been in a very long time, and closer than it will be for a very long time to come. So what?
Well, I have noticed that Jupiter's influence on people is that it tends to bring out the masculine energy big time. That is not a bad thing. In fact, as my Love can attest to, it can be very positive when the masculine energy is amorous. But I did encounter a number of times over the last couple of days some masculine energy that has been downright aggressive! More so than normal, this energy has expressed itself in almost dangerous ways. A guy in a pick up almost running down a cyclist, people being...shall we say...impatient behind the wheel and becoming idgits in the supermarket lineup. That is male energy waaaaaayyyyy out of balance and into the testosterone rush phase. Sheesh! I am happy that this will not be happening again for a very long time. Well....that is until the next time Mercury goes retrograde I suppose...
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Peeking

When I was a kid, I used to do a lot of peeking around corners. I was extremely shy and wanted to know when the coast was clear for me to proceed to my destination. It was a way to keep me safe and my privacy intact. I liked it. Sometimes someone would catch a glimpse of me and invite me to join them. This was okay so long as I liked that person. If I did not like them, then I would disappear around the corner and by the time they would reach the corner to find me I was long gone.
My father liked to utilize this game of mine. He would ask me to discretely observe people who would come over. It may have been a neighbour, a friend or even a business acquaintance. When I was little I thought it was a cool game. Then I realized that afterwards he would always question/grill me on my observations. It wasn't very long before I would not play the game anymore because I knew he was trying to get me to utilize my other senses as well. Observation is one thing, psychically spying on another is something else entirely. As a young boy I got that. Why, as an adult, he did not is beyond me. From then on I was extremely cautious about utilizing any of my abilities for his benefit. He was angry about that, but could do nothing to change it.
Many years later, when he was on his death bed, he wanted me to heal him. He was already with one foot out the door and had been long gone from me emotionally anyway, so I did a bit of energy healing to help him be comfortable, but explained to him that I was not going to attempt to save his life. That was going to be between him and whatever Deity he was into. He got hostile angry so I left. The next I saw him was in his casket a few days later. At least he hopefully found some peace.
People have asked me, when I have shared this story, if I ever feel guilt about not trying to save him? The answer is no, I do not and will never feel guilt about that when there are so many more constructive things upon which to apply guilt. I am not one who gets wrapped up in the drama of trying to save a person who is on their death bed. I find it much more compassionate to help them to be comfortable and reassure them that their next journey will be a good and exciting one. We all drop our physical robes at some point in time. For some it is a sudden process. For others it is a long, drawn out and painful one. Why would I ever want to make them endure more pain? We treat our dogs better than we do our people when it comes to letting them go and allowing them to die with dignity.
I do hope that when it is my time to go, everyone around me will cheer me on for that. I don't want people sobbing and asking God to spare my life if it is time for me to go home. I had a future life journey once to a culture in which I am going to live and in that lifetime I was a teacher of some very gifted young children. I had a swack of my own, but loved to teach them all. When my life was complete I was a very old man who knew it was time for me to move on. I was helped into a stand up tube, said goodbye to my loved ones and then gave the signal to the operator of the controls. My body was, which the flick of a switch, evaporated. No fuss, no muss. I was simply liberated from my physical body and my soul was allowed to instantly move on into the Light of Spirit. It was beautiful.
As I had a peek at that lifetime, I was reminded of how, as a child in this lifetime, I would peek around corners. But this was different. I was peeking into the future. I look forward to that lifetime. It is not that this one is exceptionally bad or anything. In fact I quite love my life this time around. I have simply always been one who looks to the future and looks forward to the adventure. Oh, and I am also not so painfully shy anymore. Still shy, but not so bad.
Blessed Be
Trent
http://www.youtube.com/trentdeerhorn
www.deerhornshamanic.com
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