There are Only Beginnings

THERE ARE ONLY BEGINNINGS

There are only beginnings, and new beginnings, because they never end…

The beginning of my shamanic journey began in 2012 after a significant life changing event, when I was searching for answers to difficult questions.

Two years later, I found myself in San Francisco shoulder to shoulder with the Faculty for the Foundation of Shamanic Studies, individuals who have devoted decades to the study and development of core shamanism.

We were assembled to honoured Michael and Sandra Harner, who gave life to this contemporary reworking of the ancient traditional teachings, we call core shamanism.

It was an emotional experience to be assembled together, and feel the quiet power, the deep inner knowing, the light, and laughter of the group. It moved me deeply.

This experience is one that is available to us all…you just have to begin your journey to your helping spirits.

As I continue to grow and deepen my own personal practice, I feel blessed to be a faculty member of The Foundation For Shamanic Studies, which was set up by the anthropologist; Michael Harner, and is committed to the values of core shamanism.

We gathered together and shared in powerful journeys to see what the future of the Foundation might look like, and most important how we can share its teachings more widely.

Above all, we agreed to committed to keeping the principles of core shamanism alive for future generations.

We live in a fast changing, and sometimes confusing world, but the work begins within us, and is shared by our personal stories.

As we grow, evolve, and heal, so will our environments, the planet, and all who live upon it. When our soul is filled with power there is a deep sense of peace, an inner joy, a balance with all that is.

The day of my journey home from San Francisco, I was warmed by the sun, and saw nature bursting with new growth. I watched a hawk in the shadows of the morning mist.

My arrival home, was greeted by a deep blanket of snow, cold winds, and the reminder that everything has a cycle…even the red tailed hawks around my home gazed over the valley in wonder at the frozen landscape.

Here’s to the new beginning we each bring to this world…