Talking More About Shamanism

My Experiences

My Spirit Guide Seth and my Spirit Animal a Sea Turtle — Created with Microsoft Designer by the Author

Okay, I’m stumped for now. It’s an overload of information, and I’m not sure this is the appropriate time to talk about shamanism in my book “My Psychic Life.” My experience has been spotty, and not often, though every time I have had an exchange in the ways of a shaman and on shamanic journeys, it has not been ordinary. However, I have to figure it is not all ordinary in the first place.

My quandary is I wanted to speak of those experiences even though I cannot now call myself a shaman. What is happening is I am being led to more and more information. So, I do a lot of reading and not so much writing, which I use as a discovery method anyway. It’s just the level of the writing that goes from my own journal to these pages at Medium to, finally, a book. I guess I just need to talk about it.

The one thing I am unable to do with what I might, at this point, call acceptable and most expected shamanic practices is to imbibe in hallucinogens. I am an addict. Period. No more discussion about it. I know first-hand what it is like to experience otherworldly exchanges.

So, because I don’t do that anymore, I also learned to be a medium without it. Now, I am in constant contact with folk in spirit. Even, sometimes with plants, sometimes with animals, a couple of times with my food (a chicken leg that…