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Hope to see you there!

We will learn the wireless anatomy of Dr. Randolph Stone, visionary, DO, DC, ND, which includes bodywork, movement, nutrition and self awareness.

The weekend will include: theory and application of the  system, polarity yoga for moving energy, cleansing and introduction to healthy eating, bodywork to move the energy through the Three Poles and general footwork.

You will leave the weekend with knowing how to give an hr. polarity therapy session.

This weekend you can receive 16 hrs towards NCBTMB .

Please call Rose to register at 301-891-1599 or e-mail at rose@polaritycenter.org.

Ghislaine blessing the pipe bowloffering for the Mother

Last summer I was blessed to have taken three weeks and traveled to Ireland for healing, rest and to co-lead a pilgrimage.

My dear sister and friend, Eve Bruce, lives there now and drove like a  mad women on the small winding roads, with three other women as we sang, laughed and told stories of our lives.

After resting and hearing some awesome music in Doolin, we made it to the magical land of Newgrange, Tara and Loughcrew, also known as The Hill of the Hag.

This part of Ireland is filled with incredible layers of spiritual majesty. The land itself just breathes an ancient knowing that somehow opens the heart to something so wise, warm and filled with wonder.

I was totally wiped out the days before as I was still grieving the passing of my son and I had brought a bundle of his ashes to lay on the waters there. I knew, he would want that. I also had brought Guru Meher’s Beloved, Ghislaine

after the PIpe Ceremony

who is now my spirit daughter to share in the healing and our pilgrimage.

So, as we had dinner June 20th, talking about the Summer Solstice, they were all excited about getting up really early for the sunrise ceremony at Tara. The sun rises really early that time of day so I was like…you got to be kidding??I’ll just stay back and sleep!

We were in a restaurant that night and they all talked me into having a dessert and some special alcohol drink that I knew would take me over the edge ( and it did!). I went to bed exhausted and sick in my stomach with a headache.

Somehow, it was like some kind of power moved in my brain and body , when I heard the alarm at 4am I jumped out of bed and was filled with energy.

When we arrived at Tara we were sad to see it was ending, so we went up the hill and did our own prayers.

Then Eve and I decided that this was the time to go to Loughcrew. That this would be the place to pray with our sacred Pipes. The whole time we were about, we could not find the right place and time, but we heard the calling and we followed.

It was early. Too early for the keeper of the key to the gate to get into the sacred space under the earth mound, where for thousands of years people have prayed and done ceremony. So, we started to walk up the hill in the fog.

There were cows mooing and we were the only ones there, which I felt was such a gift.

When we got to the top there was a bench and as we caught or breaths ( it is a big hill to walk up), I could feel all the spirits and ancestors coming to be with us at that moment.

Eve showed us where the stone alter was to make offerings and we all came forward with so much respect and honoring of the moment.

Then we saw a circle of stones that we were able to sit in, fit in a cozy way and do our Pipe Ceremony.

There were five of us in the circle. Three pipes to share.

As we opened our bundles, and prayed with the spirits there I felt something so deep shift inside of my heart and soul. I could feel the energy from the White Buffalo Woman, known also as the White Calf Woman, surrounding us with Her power and blessings. It felt like, out of all the people on the Earth, at that moment, right on the Summer Solstice, that we had been chosen to pray in such a sacred way to honor the Great Mother, the Wise One, the Old Hag.

I somehow knew with my entire being that the death of my son and the devastation I had experienced until that moment, somehow was a portal for my soul to be re-born. That at that moment I knew in my cells and bones why I was there and the power of prayer, sisterhood and that sacred moment in time.

As soon as we were finished, it began to rain a gentle drizzle. We gathered out belongings and found our way down the hill ( I got lost in the mist!) and returned to Tara for the Water Ceremony at the Prayer Well of the Sacred Cow, who they see as the Healer.

Loughcrew. The memories are sealed in my heart and it actually took me most of the summer to deepen with the initiation we all experienced that morning, on the hill in the mist, with our hearts open in prayer for the transformation of our Mother Earth and all her children.

Thank you Mata.

And thank you Lynn, Jen, Ghi, and Eve.

When I first came to see her I was suffering from depression and anxiety. She has supported me in seeing a new way of being that is filled with practical skills that I have applied to my life in may ways. Thank you Rose!

Guru Meher in Takoma Park winter, 2010

It has been a year since my youngest son decided his time here on Earth was truly done.

How can a son tell his parents and family he is leaving??? How could he possibly know how to share that he was only incarnated here to teach us about love?

And he chose me to be his Mom. I guess he knew I would support him at his birth ( where he almost died) and his death.

And now, I understand and have so much love, respect and gratitude for who he was and what he shared with all of us.

A week before he left us, Guru Meher told me the spirits were talking to him 24/7  that it was his time to go. Of course, I tried to convince him with the aid of his Dad and therapist to ” hang in there” , and that he had a wondeful life ahead of him. Then, right after I did some shamanic work on him, that night I was visited at the bottom of my bed early the next morning by the Grandmother of the West, who I know comes from the Death Lodge. She was so powerful, with her long grey hair, dressed all in black, just staring at me with this intense silence. I was getting ready to go on my own Vision Quest the next day and thought she was sending me a message. Little did I know she was coming for my son.

I still have times I sob and miss him daily. Somehow, I am understanding the whats and the whys and how we were all connected by a tapestry of karmic destiny.

Guru means teacher. It also means the divine light within that guides us. Meher means blessing.

Guru Meher had been called the “jewel” of our family. Yeah, his inner light was shared in his kindness and his love for all beings. Even at Mark’s Kitchen where he worked, so close to Hal’s side, there were so many customers he touched with his amazing kindness.

Guru Meher has been my deepest and most powerful teacher. He has brought me to my knees with the deepest grief and sorrow I could ever imagine.He taught me forgiveness and what it truely means to be a shaman. To live and die and transform in the process.

Four days before his one year Memorial I had a dream….I was taken to a house in the north ( the place of transformation in the Medicine Wheel) that was all white. It was filled with men who were chanting God’s name and I knew it was an ashram. I asked were all the women were and was told ” Our wives are all Goddesses and they live on The Three Moons,” He pointed out a window to the left and I saw these huge white full moons  in the sky. This man told me there was someone waiting for me and took me outside under the light of the moons. Guru Meher greeted me with a ” Hi Mom”, and we embraced. I knew this was where he came from and his home now. I know I can visit him in this sacred place any time and really all I need to do is ask and I hear him talking to me.

I awoke feeling such joy in my heart on the day of his Memorial. I awoke feeling liberated. I guess because all the pain he endured in his 22 years was over and that he was in a peaceful place. I had always felt his pain and for me, I can now look forward to love, happiness and new adventures of so many things.

Guru Meher almost died at birth and took his life at 22. It was almost like he was just visiting us to share the love he carried in his amazing heart.I loved him more than anyone on this Earth. He was my Beloved.

Guru Meher, you are teaching me every day as I look at your picture and I can hear you greet me daily with ” Hi Mom.” And all that you remind me is to keep letting go. Keep letting go Mom, love as much as you can in the short time you are here. Forgive everyone and mostly forgive yourself.

Today, I know I am in the mists of the greatest re-birth cycle of my lifetime. I am daily letting go of old patterns, illusion and attitudes that no longer serve me and others.

I am living in gratitude for my family, my grandson, and my community.

My heart, mind and soul have walked through the black hole and has emerged with a new awareness.

Guru Meher, I love you forever and will see you when it my time to do my Star Journey.

Meanwhile, while I am here I will be the amazing Mom you always knew I was and will continue to walk this path wide awake, laughing, crying and sharing the medicine with all who are ready to hear and heal.

We will all remember you…the blessing of the Guru.