Of Shamanic/Celtic Descent

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I have always known that I have been given 'the gift'. As a little girl I used to be scared that I made bad things happen, not realising that I was seeing a premonition of what was to come. I have been able to feel other peoples energy, and at times been drained from the negative ones and uplifted by the positive ones. I believe I am empathic, and know my journey in life is to help people. Whether this be through counselling, or what ever the world throws at me. 

But I also know that I have a lot to learn. There is a lot more to my journey than where I am now, having only dipped my fingers into a vast ocean. Because I have never thought I had anyone around me to teach me, I learn things as they come, having faith that I will somehow know the way. All this has really changed in the last few weeks.

I went to visit my aunt the other day. I dont see her often, maybe a few times a year. But on this visit she was telling me how it is a family gift, and strongest in the eldest child of each family. I am the oldest grandchild and the oldest and biologically only of my father. He is of Indian and Irish decent. It comes from his dad's side mainly (Indian), and has been a part of our family forever. Last night I learnt that my granddad has the gift also. He can see and communicate with the spirits. This is all a revelation to me. 

Anyway the last few nights I have been feeling very unsettled. I have been having dark (violent) thoughts, which if you know me, is completely out of character. I have also been hearing my name called, as well as something startling me and flicking my ears and back to wake me up. By yesterday afternoon I had had enough and called my aunt. I needed help. It wasnt something I had had to deal with before. Hubby wouldn't believe me if I told him, and who else could I turn to? 

So I dropped in there and we chatted. She showed me ways to protect myself, to guard my home and family, and find ways to receive the messages, but keep the black out. While we were chatting I learnt a few other things. I have a dream of blue crystal caves that resonate from my childhood. I feared this place. In my dreams I carried my father through in a glass coffin. I also have gone into deep meditations and gone to a cave on the side of a cliff, this cave was in the shape of an animal, with its teeth baring at front. During conversations I found my Aunt knew of these places. Apparently the blue crystal cave is a family sacred spot, and the animal cave is to do with our guides. These places have been significant dreams to me, and now I understand. But even more, it has provided me with proof that this is real. Its not us playing around anymore. That what I was feeling with this entity was real, there was something that was making me uncomfortable.

So last night I calmed myself, washed myself with salt and then laid down projecting my white pyramid. And do you know what, I finally slept. I had the most beautiful sleep. 

I know I still have so much to learn, but maybe Im getting there.