During cooking time in the communal kitchen at Bulungula Backpacker we made a friend, Mbali Marais, and Jasmine made fast friends with her impish companion, little Sepinkosi. We told her our story and she told us hers, and she offered to do a healing ceremony for us, at the place where the river flows out into the ocean. It was kind of a letting go of the wounds, letting go of the pain and grief after our baby boy, Rohan’s passing, and speaking to him, and speaking to all our ancestors. Mbali explains about the Ancestral Legacies, the primordial wound oscillating down the generations.
On our first day in Hogsback we met a spritely pixie named Yellowfoot. She was peddling her craft, lovely handmade amulets, necklaces, hairpieces etc. and we had an instant connection. She is so youthful, bright and playful, still retaining the child-like twinkle in the eyes, and still excited about adventures and healing. We loved her work and spirit and placed an order for amulets for each of us.
When we met again at “Away with the Fairies” we had a nice visit and long chat and discovered that she is also a Shaman and does healing ceremonies that go deep into the forest to the waterfall, and deep into the psyche to the creative source, where visions are born… She talked to us about how people disempower children, and the importance of being conscious and responsible about our behaviour and energy, especially around children.
She told us to leave our shoes behind to really experience the forest, and after a little while I felt something, a shimmer in the air, and so I stopped and closed my eyes, and then i saw an energetic being moving in extreme super slow motion, in an arc, swinging, like a reaper, perhaps the mythic grim reaper, but there was nothing grim about this reaper.
Later we reached the great great grandfather tree down in the heart of the forest. This huge ancient tree which was surrounded by a tall fence. Yellowfoot made me climb it and sit inside a hollow in the massive trunk and here i had my second vision. I can’t say why but i was a little overwhelmed and i cried a few little tears, and then i had the second vision. Another energetic being, a feminine presence this time seemed to be presiding over my tears, and she joyously proudly scattered blessings from them, as they rose spinning and sparkling.
We finally reached the waterfalls deeper down in the forest, and its ceaseless gushing and energy probably inspired the third vision. The night before I had a dream of a shark that dove deep into the darkness, and now in my vision it rose like some kind of phoenix but not in flames, but in glimmering energy, once again in ultra super slomo. These visions were made of my own stuck energies liberated, i could feel them as much as I could see them.
The reason we chose to start our healing adventure in Hogsback was because of a Facebook friend’s enigmatic pictures. There was something there, something in the soft hazy magical beauty of the forest, something about her wild wolves, and the piercing serenity in her eyes, and so as soon as we got there I made contact with Lyn, and we arranged to meet and discuss her Shamanic Healing Journeys.
We met at the Butterfly Bistro, for tea and a chat, she came with her wolves, but they waited patiently in the car, while we consulted about our need for healing as a family. Meeting her was like meeting someone familiar, someone you have known a long time. She invited us to her place for a healing ceremony.
It was a rainy day and we didn’t know what to expect but Lyn guided us through the process. It’s quite simple actually, after blessing the ceremony, and playing the drums and calling on the great spirits to guide us, you lay down and relax and then she goes on an imaginal vision journey to find your lost parts. It’s called Soul Retrieval and what she brought back for you opens a new way of self understanding understanding and communion with the unconscious and one’s spirit guide or guardian angel, if you prefer, working with symbols that have the potential to energise and awaken. It was fascinating how these ‘lost parts’ intermingled and amplified the symbols that my Active Imagination had produced during the Individuation course, and how this then flowed into my artistic creative outpouring. The night after soul retrieval I was thinking about my symbols while falling asleep and I had this kind of lucid dream in which a shark dived deep and then rose and emerged from the dark water, a beautiful majestic colourful energetic bird. I started painting this…