Wednesday, June 26, 2019

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Reincarnation - Are you going around again?

John Michael ThorntonI’ve been thinking a lot about reincarnation recently.  I think what started the thought process was reading an article on climate change and thinking, “Wow, the next time around is going suck.”

My first past life memory was one of cataclysm and destruction. I was running through the streets of a city that was crumbling from earthquakes and rising waters, clutching the hand of a companion.  The memory ended when she was attacked, I don’t know if we made it to docks and escaped. I was fourteen when I remembered those few brief moments and spent years wracked with guilt, convinced I could have done more to save her and get us to safety.  Hundreds, if not thousands, of years later and I am still trying to forgive myself for those last moments. 

Starborn by John NelsonI’ve remembered snippets of other lives since then, I’ve even remembered dying, but nothing shook me to the core like that first memory.  For years after recalling that life I was obsessed with never coming back. I learned what I could about reincarnation and even bought a book, from the humor section, called “101 Ways to Avoid Reincarnation.”  I studied it obsessively. 

Around the same time I read the book Starborn, by John Nelson, in which one character asked the question, “how could I possibly leave everyone I care about without helping them move on as well?”  It was that question that catalyzed the soul growth and evolution of the character. It also deeply resonated with me, but at the time I just wanted to get out and never come back.

Twenty Seven years as a psychic has changed my perspective a bit, and I know my thinking will continue to evolve.  This still often feels like a harsh and challenging planet to live on, but I’m no longer obsessed with making this my last life.

For many people the idea that this is your last lifetime on Earth is almost a boast, a moment of ego. The ida is they have evolved beyond this planet, and maybe they have, but to me there still seems like so much to do here on this lovely blue green planet. There are so many things to learn, so many souls to help, and so many gardens to tend (and trash to be picked up). 

I have had the opportunity to meet some truly amazing people in my life who seem like such evolved and powerful souls – healers, teachers, mystics and amazingly smart, talented and creative people.  I am in awe of the evolved beings, who are still learning and growing.  I often feel like I have long way to go and the idea of graduating from this wheel of reincarnation seems like an impossible dream. There is just so much to learn, experience and do!

That doesn't mean I don’t read the news and think, “stop the world, I want to get off.”  I wonder how I can exist, let alone grow as a sensitive soul amid so much ugliness.  I remember that first past life memory and the horror I felt as we ran for our lives and the conviction I felt that this time, this life, I would do better.  I would be better.

So, I know I’m not done. This will not be my last time around. When I feel tired and overwhelmed by the ugliness, fear and hatred I see in the world I will remind myself that my job is to make myself and the world a little bit better and if I fail today, there will be another day, another lifetime, another chance to be better.

In Memoriam: Dart Thornton

Monday morning our beloved dog Dart passed away at home.  Joe and I were with him and he was held and loved as he passed, he had been with us twelve and a half years.FirstpicofDart

It was a dark and stormy night when I found Dart lying huddled in the rain next to my driveway. The headlights from the car illuminating a skinny, wet dog with big brown eyes and floppy ears.  I did not want a dog, but I dried him off and gave him some fresh water and a place to sleep on the porch resolving to find his owners in the morning. Dartinthesnow

He was full grown when his showed up with a blue collar and no tags.  I started asking the neighbors and my dog loving mail carrier, Mary, checked her whole route, trying to find his owners.  When I would tell him, “Go home!” he would just look at me.  After a few days of him living on my porch, not inside because I did not want (and could not afford) a dog, Mary said, “I think you have a dog, you should get him to a vet.”

My parents and my friend Sherry helped me out with a few bucks for the Vet and suddenly I had a dog, a very quick dog, who happily responded to Dart – Dartanian when I was feeling pretentious.JohnandDart

He wasn’t very well trained at first, but he learned fast, except he kept peeing on the potted tree in my bedroom.  So one day I hid in the closet so I could jump out and catch him in the act.  He never peed in the house again.GlowingEyes

I quickly came to believe Dart was sent to me to be my protector, maybe my familiar, but he was definitely a faerie dog.  The strange spirits that would float through the neighborhood dispersed when he was around, nervous clients quickly calmed and the groundhogs stayed out of the garden. He even helped a few friends who were afraid of dogs, especially big dogs, past their fears.  It was rare for him to dislike someone, but I always listened when he did.ThorntonFamilyChristmas

Over the last few years he started slowing down, but he could still disappear when he wanted to, and he still tried to patrol the boundaries of the yard.  Around Christmas we started carrying him up and down the stairs as he grew weaker, unless he darted around us and got to the stairs first.

Monday morning he was gone. He was my first dog and the very best Dart in the world.

 

 

DartinSummer

Spirit Attacks

I got this message today and thought I'd share my response.

"My son is seeing a figure telling him to kill himself and that it is his tormentor. He has seen psychologist already. Can u help us?"

Hi,

I do offer house blessings/clearings, you can read about them athttps://johnmichaelthornton.com/se…/home-and-office-blessing

A few things you can do on your own:

Do not engage with or encourage a spirit.
I know many ghost hunters shows are all about taunting or yelling at spirits, but the more you interact with an entity the stronger it gets.
Better to picture yourself surrounded by white or golden light and/or say a prayer of protection. Google it and choose one you like.
Make sure your son’s therapist actually talks to him and doesn’t just prescribe meds. A good therapist will spend time, establish trust and try to delve into any deeper issues, like bullying or abuse. Bullies are more common than malevolent spirits.
Smudge and bless the house yourselves. Both of you working together to clear the space would be very effective. Better yet, make it an activity for the whole family. If one member of the family thinks it’s stupid or a waste of time, remind them that helping family is never a waste of time… and a good house clearing is at least $150 and may take more than one visit. Think of it as family bonding time.
You can find good instructions athttps://www.thespruce.com/how-to-smudge-your-house-1274692
If the spirit is mainly appearing in one part of the house get yourself a good Carbon Monoxide Detector -https://amzn.to/2BlWUPq
Carbon Monoxide buildup is very common in winder and can cause horrific hallucinations even in small doses.
Certain gems and stones can help shield people from noisy spirits, my favorite is Jet -https://amzn.to/2rDyQTS

I also offer workshops on Psychic Self-Defensehttps://johnmichaelthornton.com/…/…/238-psychic-self-defense
As well as Psychic Development where you can learn to control your innate gifts.

Be Blessed,

John Thornton

A Shamanic Journey

I have a confession to make. As a rule, I don’t enjoy guided meditations. I usually don’t connect with the imagery and would rather just meditate on my own. However, I am always a bit envious of those people who have success with guided meditations; who see themselves in beautiful locations and who heal wounds or have cool experiences. But rules are made to be broken; even mine.

Reginia Rivers - Shaman 2016Last week I had a cool experience. Regina Rivers, of Rivers Healing Arts in Pittsburgh, came to Great Conjunction to talk about the Shamanic Three Non-Ordinary Worlds and to lead us on a journey to the Lower World. I was excited to hear Regina, she’s a wonderful speaker, but I had no expectation for the journey other than to sit in the dark with my eyes closed for a while.

Regina told us what to expect and laid out the framework of the journey – imagine yourself somewhere in nature that you are familiar with, find a hole and go down it, walk down a tunnel and come out into a sunlit field, observe and talk to anyone or anything you meet.

The Hole in the Old StoneWallI knew exactly where I would begin. Behind the house where I grew up was a small well and pond. I spent countless hours there as a kid; it was one of my favorite places. I even knew what the field in the meditation would be, a dry lakebed filled with amber grass with an old wooden dock at one end and beyond that dock was a forest. I dreamed of this land so many times when I was young, I knew it like my own back yard.

Before we started our journey, Regina told us that the journey probably wouldn’t go as we expected, but to try and allow it to unfold in its own way. I felt a moment of trepidation but brushed it aside.

FieldRegina began to drum rhythmically and I imagined myself next to the pond. It was sunset in my vision and felt a bit ominous, so I imagined it bright and sunny. I couldn’t make it stay that way and I remembered her saying, “This isn't going to go the way you expect.” I climbed through the hole in the wall, but the path was level and there was no way to go down. Very quickly I was in the field and the tunnel had disappeared. It had been years since I visited this place in my dreams. The air was clean and warm, the grass smelled fresh and alive. There were a few changes. There were hills in the distance that I didn’t remember and the grass was higher and harder to walk through, but I made my way to the dock and was joined by a cat and a dog.

I asked, “Are you my spirit guides?”Shadowed Forest Path

“No, I’m a cat,” said the cat in a tone that made it clear she thought it was a ridiculous question. “We’re your companions.” The dog laid down and the cat dove into the grass after a mouse, “I hope that mouse wasn’t my spirit animal,” I thought.

“I will be your guide,” said a tall, red haired woman. She stood at the end of the dock, near the start of a forest path. She told me her name and I asked where my usual spirit guides were, the ones I have met over and over and worked with for years. “There’re not in this land, I’m your guide here,” she said.

Honestly, she was freaking me out and I was ready to bail, but suddenly we were by a stream. I knew this place too, I had dreamt of it many times, the field was upstream and waterfalls were downstream. More than once I dreamt about nearly drowning in those rapids and waterfalls, awaking in a panic and tangled in blankets.Tranquile  Stream

This was a calm part of the river though, the surface was as smooth as a mirror and she had me look at my reflection. I saw myself busy and shifting, never still… and then she pushed my face into the water.

Sputtering she hauled me back up by the scruff of the neck and showed me my reflection again. Now it was just me gazing peacefully back.Still Water

I felt her strong hand on the back of my neck and knew I was about to go into the water again when I thought, “Ok, I’m out of here.” I was immediately back in the room, listening to the drum beating with quiet chanting in the background. For a moment though, the vision fought back and I bounced from the riverbank to the lecture room.

As I lay on my mat, quietly contemplating my visions, I listened to the sound of Regina’s steady drumbeat and the quiet background chanting and I had a strange moment of uncertainty, “When did the chanting start?” I couldn’t quite make out the words, but it was multiple voices chanting in a language I couldn’t understand. The sound was clear enough that I was almost sure it was a recording Regina had started after the journey began. It wasn’t. As the drumming ceased the chants faded away.Shaman Regina Rivers drumming

I was a little shy asking about the chanting during our discussion afterward, but I wasn’t the only one who heard it. “Sometimes the drum sings,” Regina replied.

It’s been four days and the memory is still fresh and clear. I wish I could tell you I was changed forever, but I wasn’t. My dreams have been clearer and more vivid. I feel like I have been reminded of parts of my spiritual journey I had forgotten and let fall by the wayside. I am also reminded that our spirit guides change when we need something different, even when what we need is a little scary.

More than anything I am so very grateful that I have the opportunity to experience such a wide range of spiritual teachers. It is easy to get stuck in a rut – “this is my spiritual journey, this is the way I do my work” – and forget how much more there is to experience and learn.

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