Author: WHShamanEdit2002

Ancestral Healing

Smoking the Ghost Pipe You knew I wouldn’t stay. Even my first words carried the scent of a dream bag packed with leaving. No moldable child to shape your better life. You tried but that breath never took within me. And so, I grew in a knotted nest of love. I followed the Happy House […]

A Teaching from a Standing Stone

The Wind blows all ways And the Hawks are carried Where they need to go Trusting and peaceful   Observe the dance of Fox Silent and sure and joyful   Attend the teaching of Owls   Feel the One Body Of a Skein of Geese   Allow Trees to splint you straight In crooked times […]

I’ll Never Love Again

or A Ridiculous Thing I Used to Say

What’s the Big Taboo about Death?

Or Stop Ghosting Me and Let’s Talk about It

Stories Make the World

Becoming a Hollow Bone

Shamanic Journeying

Re-membering Imagination