After The Munay-Ki Rite Giver

We all received all the rites at once during the weekend and gave them once to a partner.  

Since then, it has been a month of things ... electronics and machinery breaking down! ... 
Car starter, cell phone, computer charger, clothes drier, wall clock (temporary), swamp cooler, cell phone again (temp), vacuum, swamp cooler again; and finally the house! the roof started to leak tonight!!!

What is falling away as everything around me is physically falling apart? ... I wonder!

Old stuff that seemed to have settled came up in a big way for a few days and I did have small breakdowns around those; but I decided to give them to my Mesa and it was magical!

Then there has been this pattern around women, strangers picking fights with me.  Thankfully, the guys around come to my rescue!  I guess, my female side is trying to let go of some patterns and heal. It is a very old pattern as far as I see and I need to address it; I mean, blow it into my stones.

The West Medicine Wheel ...

Much of the South was about shedding friends and relations which were uncomfortable or lacked integrity or something; and a beginning of re-kindling those that matter.

After the South Class, the West of the Medicine Wheel came and went.   I decided to do this closer to home and it was so wonderful to be with the community.  Even the food was much better.  Our co-ordinator had hired a Ayurvedic cook and she was fabulous.  We had all finished or archetype fire ceremonies before taking the class; this was a requirement. 

I had to take three stones to the West class, ones that spoke to me.  They had to be one yellow, one black and one red.  The yellow and black stones that I had picked to take with me were two small roundish ones that I had picked from the Niagara river.  The red one was a Shaman stone, ruby in kyanite.  I used the three stones for past life healing, ancestral healing and some Shadow work.  

The West class was dear to my heart because it involved a lot of past life and ancestral work among other works.  

After the class, we'd be required to do our homework and one fire ceremony for the 'Pampamesayok' rite that we had received.  

1. Building an Ancestral Altar...

During my growing years, I didn't get to know my paternal side of the family.  My grandparents had been killed and my mom was not close to the rest of the family.  While doing ancestral healing journeys last year, I'd the opportunity to meet my Grandpa in spirit and a hole was filled.

My mom, as always, decided to ignore my requests; she is always overwhelmed with sickness or whatever.

I had my Dad send me names of my Paternal ancestors; he's still trying to get the names of the females from his side.  I don't know how, but surprisingly, he has the Chatterjee blood line and the guy changed his name several generations back.  I couldn't understand how that could have happened on the guy side; but I think that this is the reason why my dad looks so gorgeous and handsome!

Summer Winds Over the Desert Wash ... by Ranjana Paul

Summer winds

Winds wild and Strong

churn the soil under the desert wash.

Summer winds

Winds wild and Strong

Blows dust over the desert wash.

Willow bows and Cottonwood blows
Lavender Flowers and snow-white cotton
Settle on the dust floor.

... by Ranjana Paul
July 2013, Today.

Look, I Brought the Sun Home with Me! ... by Ranjana Paul

Morning sun, the golden plays

Crimson and Lavender over blue.

Golden rays over farms and trees

Wild red; are they cherries or berries?

Birds of the feather spread their wings

Mountain tops, silver and white;

Against the blue sky 

Look grand and wise.

Tall trees hide the sun,

Cedar and pine whistle in the wind.

Come mid-day, the sun shines high;

Wild birds wind by the river side.

Silver rays through tree tops

 Light the ground under the trees.

Silver rays of the Shining ball

Takes a few last peeks through the leaves.

As the sun goes down,

A crimson ball hides behind the peaks.

Hiding behind the Tetons and the Grand ones, it whispers,

Peek-a boo, let's all go to sleep!

... by Ranjana Paul
June 2013

Songs of Serenity ... by Ranjana Paul

Green apples, purple violets

Amazing blue skies over lush green valley

Tall trees that whistle in the wind.

A roaring stream winds downhill;

Cascading waters roll over rocks.

The songs of the wild over the roaring falls.

Pretty flowers on river stones

Baby birds, cute!

Come, fly with Me!!

... Ranjana Paul

June 2013

Archetype Photos Collection

Serpent Archetype

Jaguar Archetype

 

Humming Bird Archetype

Eagle / Condor Archetype

Huascaar Archetype

Quetzalcoatl Archetype

Pachakuti Inca Archetype

Spirit Walk ... by Ranjana Paul

I close my eyes and watch the purple light

It spins clock-wise in the dark.

I watch as eyes appear; single eyes and pairs.

Like a slide show, eyes just appear and disappear.

Eyes with fear, eyes with a tear;

Eyes half closed and eyes too scared;

Eyes that are shocked and eyes in prayer.

Just eyes; faceless eyes appear and disappear.

Who do they belong to?  Past lives? or ancestors?

I send healing to both and watch for more to appear.

Rarely, a face appears; eyes closed in prayer.

Serene and centered; am I there?

... Ranjana Paul

May 2013