Visitation from a Departed Mentor

Being a medium is really cool, because you get surprise visits from family members and friends, and can often hear what they are saying quite clearly. My shaman teacher Cecilia Garcia visited me. She is proud of me for continuing the tradition of her pain liniment, which is incredibly effective. She opened the door, tapped on the lamp, tapped on a liniment jar, and pointed at me and then at a toy turtle on the floor. She's happy that I interviewed Beverly Little Thunder, and hopes I will continue to interview grandmothers of indigenous tribes. Astral projection is so much fun now, I wonder what it will be like on the other side? I'm probably gonna be one of those lights-on-lights-off spirit guides some day.

Cecilia was such a riot, she would wear her long hair in braids over a white shirt with a cartoon of a skinny cartoon body in the center. She enjoyed making fun of us students, and had a very dry sense of humor sometimes. She says,

"You can't convert people, but you can get a charge out of them. Until they are flying people, and master their dreams, they need not attend ceremony. Be a master of your own ceremony. [Pointing to my heart.] Honor your divide. It's the will of the people, uniting in a force of light that will win, for those of you who have concerns that such a thing cannot be accomplished. Dark howling woods. Kooks. Brandy on their breath. Those who cherish things that don't last, don't last. Last words for tonight."

Well, there you go folks. Onward and upward. Quite literally, we should take up lucid flying in the dreamworlds. Good night. http://chumashmedicinewoman.blogspot.com/

And for someone out there, she says for you to remember "eagle feather".