My Mother’s Ghost

I’ve been going through some “stuff” lately. “Stuff” that was very stubborn to go through and dispose of, to get out of my mind, like trash in the kitchen. Besides being super-sensitive on a variety of levels, which is not always a good thing, I suddenly found myself with many (many) hours alone to think. (Thinking too much for sensitive people can be a problem, it’s like cooking too much food, it’s excess in a negative light)

In actual truth, all the “stuff” I’ve been going through has been attended to. It’s all taken care of, and it’s all good. But my stubborn mind, like some sort of computer with a virus, didn’t want to realize or accept this.

Until last night.

I needed to put this bothersome “stuff” to rest before it infiltrated and damaged other areas of my life. I also just plain didn’t like the way it made me feel, all these thoughts about all this non-existent “stuff”. Spontaneously, without thinking, I whispered, “Mom, can you help me?”

And she did.

I must have dozed off after this. Because the next time I opened my eyes, she was standing by the bed bending over me. Her face was just above mine, and she had this devilish twinkle in her eye. She raised a finger and pointed at me for emphasis, and she said, “Remember Diane”.

And I did.

I must have closed my eyes again in this dream within a dream. Memories of my mother and conversations we had about Diane, along with details, emotions, and moments came flooding back. It was something only significant to my mother, and it was my role then to help her see things clearly and put it all in perspective.

This time our roles were reversed.

She talked about a lot of other things too. How sometimes you have to take a leap of faith and jump off the cliff because you know that there is someone at the bottom who is solid and good and honest and too-wonderful-for-words, and they will catch you.

She talked about how nothing can grow and thrive without trust, and that learning to trust someone is like a leap of faith, just like jumping off that cliff. You’ll just know in a weird unexplainable way that they will catch you and safeguard your heart and soul, because they are who they are.

This morning the air seems clearer, the sun brighter, the shadows gone.

A Desert Reading ~ A Message from the Other Side

Sunday, May 26, 2019 ~ Deck: Sacred Circle Tarot
Tarot Spread:  Mediumship Spread
1 ~ the person who has passed on
Abandonment/8 of cups
This is someone who left your life and inner circle before they passed, either a spouse or romantic partner, a child, or a parent. Their disassociation with  you during life may not have felt to them that they were leaving anything behind, or abandoning anyone, but to family members around them, and particularly to you, this may have been exactly how you felt about their departure from your life.


2 ~ their life, looking back
The Green Man (coincides with The Fool in a standard deck)
Lots of foolishness, a gay naivete that accompanied youth or puberty, the teen years.  It included poor choices, a long journey (figuratively), as in getting back to a point in the road or a juncture of life that was abandoned for a while.  Spunk, bravado, pride, aloofness, sometimes condescension comes to mind.  Also, “ulterior motives” may accompany their life experiences.  I also feel that this may represent a young male, either indicating that this individual died young, or this is how they choose to represent themselves to me, as in wanting to appear as they were during a happy period in their life.


3 ~ a lesson they’d like to share
Regret/5 of cups
This individual expresses a lot of regret from their vantage point on the other side.  This includes relationships thrown away; opportunities tossed aside; many losses experienced on a variety of levels.  I feel the biggest thing that this spirit wants to share with us is not to miss out on, or lose something, that is or could be precious in our lives.  Don’t take anything for granted.  Don’t treat important things in your life frivolously.  


4 ~ something they wish they’d paid more attention to
Success/6 of wands
This spirit wishes they’d paid more attention to meeting goals, that they would have worked harder to achieve more in their life.  I believe this individual became so wrapped up in other activities or relationships that they were led off a chosen path, lured away from the direction their life was meant to go.  There is also the idea of being bound against one’s will from actively making decisions and implementing action during their life that would have precipitated success.  He’s telling us to be vigilant, don’t be easily swayed by convincing people and shiny promises that will prove destructive and hollow.


5 ~ a message from this spirit to us
The Web/major arcana #11
Spirit is apologizing for getting himself caught up in unfavorable circumstances and decisions that affected your life.  He’s incredibly regretful of any pain or trauma that he may have caused during his life time to loved ones and family.  This spirit realizes that there is no way to take back the experiences of his previous life and make amends to the people he touched, but he wants you to know that he is well aware of the repercussions his life had on you, and he’s sorry, so very sorry.  Also, he may choose to show his presence to you in the appearance of a white dog.  When you see a white dog, a white dog that grabs your attention, know that this spirit is present and making a connection with you.

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The Witch’s Diary: Fan Mail

The topics include prophetic dreams; dejavu; mediumship; spirits; mirrors; the moon…I chose two pieces of fan-mail from two young ladies to answer in a video message. I love your emails, and I enjoy sharing magickal experiences! You’re all awesome!…Blessed Be

When the Dead Come Through

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I’m not a medium, not usually, anyway. But once in a while, when doing a tarot reading, the dead come through. A few of these occasions have been like a small footnote to the whole process and the tarot session itself; but there have been several times that were quite profound and memorable, either to me, or to my client, or both.

Once such case involved the four of pentacles. I was using the Rider/Waite deck, and the imagery on this card is that of a male figure with both feet firmly planted on his gold coins, and his arms wrapped protectively around two more coins. The common interpretation for the four of pentacles is The Miser, that penny-pinching individual who refuses to part with his money.

As some of you know, I read using the intuitive method, which basically means that I simply allow my sub-conscious to run amok and pick up, see, or feel anything that the images on a tarot card might spontaneously trigger. Needless to say, most interpretations brought up this way have absolutely nothing to do with the traditional meaning of a card. These flashes of insight, visions, feelings, and such are often way out in left field, and sometimes the only one who can really make sense of them is my client.

That was the case this day:

As I was staring at the figure on this card, the four of pentacles, the entity of an old man was suddenly very present (in my mind and around us). I kept talking and staring and talking and staring intently at the card: “Oh, my.” I said, overwhelmed by the feelings. “His hands are curled up tight in a fist.” And as I said this I was grimacing and clenching my own fists, drawing my hands up to my chest. “Oooh, it’s icky!” I said, still grimacing, overwhelmed at the emotions and sensations. It was awful.

The woman stopped me, sort of abruptly. I think she was concerned for me.

Wait,” she said, “I have to tell you…”

And then she went on to explain that her father-in-law had recently passed away and had left her and her husband what amounted to a small fortune, a life-changing amount of money. But that wasn’t all. When he died, she told me, he was frightened, and he was in pain, and he was fighting the death process with all his might. It was terrible to watch.

He curled his hands up to his chest, clenching them into tight fists.” she said, staring straight into my eyes, wanting me to understand.

I looked down at the male figure on the four of pentacles tarot card, and I knew that what I was really looking at was this woman’s father-in-law.

Rider Waite 4 of pentacles

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