July 28, 2023

Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me
Thank you for hearing me

Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
Thank you for seeing me
Sinéad O’Connor

The Otherworld is real. It’s one of the reasons I invite people to join me in Ireland. To have a personal encounter with energies and entities in other realms of reality. And it is reality. It’s not some fantastic construct of ancient myth and imagination. It’s real. And it’s now.

The Banshee, Bean Sídhe. Stepping around the recent movie which, in my humble opinion, did not do them justice, I would like to share a story. An Irish friend and colleague shared last week that a cousin of hers had died. While the news was sad, it wasn’t a surprise to her. For she had heard the Banshee at her door. Sometimes they arrive with keening. Sometimes they knock at the door on three consecutive nights. For Mary, it was the knocking. And she knew someone in her family was transitioning to the Otherworld. 

It was Mary who sent me this Facebook post from Cáití Caille whose name means Ancient Earth Path. She describes herself as Ancient Irish Medicine Keeper of the Celtic Fae, Druid, & Elemental Lineages, Herbalist, and Nature Lover. 

To honor Sinéad O’Connor and the amazing force and gift she was in the world, I share Cáití’s post and an image I was inspired to create.

The Keen of the Sídhe is heard by those carrying this ancestral lineage for Sídhe beings who are transitioning from Body to Spirit.

The famous wail or keen of the Banshee holds the tradition that when the people with the blood of the Sídhe are dying, the crying woman of the otherworld will be heard lamenting with the piercing wail of grief. It’s said to be an earth shattering sound. 

Yesterday morning I could feel the energetics of a massive ball of energy shattering and I heard the wail. It was like a hurricane of sorrow,  a roar of the almighty earth and the light of a thousand sun’s going dark. 

I thought OK, something major has occurred.

It was last night when I heard the news of Sinéad moving into the Otherworld and I could see, feel and relate this transition to the energy I heard and felt earlier. 

The Sídhe are powerful transmitters of Sound,  Song, Voice and Word. Their Joy and Lament are the same,  Earth Shattering Light Codes that bring about Epic changes for those with hearts to hear.

This Beautiful Otherworldly Bean Sídhe was a major holder on the grid of these Sound Codes.  She came to Rock,  Dismantle and Shatter the old. She was Fae through and through, She was Original,  from the place of the Unknown. Unknown by the human paradigm and tormented and haunted by the human paradigm for expressing these frequencies but FREE in her Sídhe form. 

The wail of the Sídhe as they transition is an accumulation and release of the potent emotion and energy that these sacred keepers of sound have held and contained within the restrictions of their human vessels. Mostly they have held and contained these emotions for their ancestry and the collective. They are Grail keepers,  Cauldron holders,  Wells of Knowledge with Powerful Voices to help humanity to shift, awaken and evolve. 

When we transition from Body to Spirit there is an intense review period whereby every experience we have come through moves through us, sometimes it’s images, feelings, memories etc. The  Caoin na Sídhe is this review in Sound. Sinéads release was Epic,  the Sound was Immense. May she be FREE now in her Sídhe form and welcomed into the Unconditional Love of her Origin. Resting in Peace, knowing her Sound carried us All.

All my love to you Shining One, on your journey home, Thank you for your time holding us.

Indeed, Sinéad, thank you for holding us. Thank you for hearing, loving, and seeing us. For offering us the inspiration to be the best we can be. You are missed. 

Beannacht,
Judith

July 6, 2023

To the poet, to the philosopher, to the saint,
all things are friendly and sacred,
all events profitable, all days holy….”
 Ralph Waldo Emerson

For those of us who wander in many realms of reality, any messages or insights we receive are through signs and symbols and perhaps a general sense of knowing. We are always open to receiving. The challenge is knowing whether there is a true appearing sign, or just the appearance of a sign. Just because a bald eagle swoops low and lands on a branch outside my office window, which happened recently, doesn’t necessarily mean anything. In this case it was just hunting a rabbit. 

My recent journey back from Ireland took five days. It seemed flight cancellations happened just as I had loaded my luggage in the car for the drive to the airport. And it seemed rebooking flights and calling to extend my car hire contract became morning rituals. After more delays, I was able to land in Seattle. However my luggage apparently decided a sleep over in the Newark airport was a good idea. They just got delivered yesterday. In twenty years of traveling to Ireland, I’ve never experienced anything like this. 

Looking for the light of insight in this chaotic unfolding, some have suggested it was perhaps not wise to have purchased the turbulence ring. Other have suggested that Ireland didn’t want to let me go or that I had more to do there before I could fly back to MossTerra. It’s true that the extra days in Ireland afforded me an extraordinary encounter and expanded network. However I’m not convinced that proves any divine influence in this. While it’s tempting to think that the universe and what unfolds is all about me, it’s not. And the ring? Bringing the ring into my life just allowed me to be more prepared for this or any other turbulence. 

Yes. Sometimes there are clear signs of otherworld influences. When we were in ceremony at one of the sacred sites, I was compelled to deliver an individual message to each one gathered in the circle and apparently my eyes turned a bright blue during that time. Happened more than once, actually. Then, when I took a friend to one of the sites at Solstice, he was welcomed to the site by two Druidic figures from an ancient time. 

But sometimes when we think we see signs, they just aren’t there and we are reading way too much into what’s happening. Sometimes it’s just a bald eagle catching a rabbit.  

I agree with Emerson’s perspective. As a spiritual woman, I do believe that all things are sacred and all events are profitable. It’s a matter of discernment about whether we are encountering the true appearance of insights and messages, or whether we are encountering what only appears to be an event or insight or message of profound spiritual significance.  

Appearance. It’s a tricky landscape to navigate. 

Beannacht,
Judith