About me

 What am I Then?

I have been a practicing pagan for over 30 years. I worked with a MicMac Medicine man for 10 years. What I practice is loosely shamanism. I work with a “Celtic” European flavor, in order to remain truer to myself as well as to minimize possible offense to Native Americans.

I am qualified to do ceremonies, for example:

Sweats

Fasting/vision questing

Talking Circle

Medicine Wheel/ Circle of Art

Making and using sacred spiritual objects (drums, rattles, pipe, etc)

I have worked with two ‘Grandmothers’: one MicMac, the other Northern Cree. From these ladies I learned such things as:

Wild Food harvest and preservation,

Tanning of hides, (moose, deer, rabbit, bear, etc)

Making hide\leather clothing

Making baskets

Living in the bush/woods in a “camp” in winter and summer

MicMac sea lure

Cree bush lure 

My mother was a hedge-witch or mountain-witch. So I have worked with natural medicines all my life. I acquired further immersion in natural/plant/ herbal medicines through my work with the Medicine man and the grandmothers. I have also spent some time collaborating with a botanist, along with continuous and ongoing personal study and research.

I am a practicing Reiki Master.

I do various types of energy healing

Relaxation therapy

A daily image:  My back yard, the shed and my sweat.

          

    Me with Baby Monster in Jan. She is now pork chops, and I sure miss her. I loved her!

The barn from the kitchen window march 2010. 

                                 



      The barn from the kitchen window April 25 2011!

                                                                             My medicine closet. I picked and put up all these medicines.  

                  Its name is -30c because I found him one feb morning when it was -30c, hes a big chicken now..........
well he became a big rooster.
Till he spurred 2 slashed on my daughter face, then she  beheaded him. 

                   Another One of the roosters.    He was well behaved, and lived a good long life.

     Me milking Isabelle late fall 2010.  
My Cows name was Honeysuckle, we called her Huny. She left us because of a great many life complications for both of us.  I will one day get a picture of us together posted here.
Isabelle and I did not know each other long enough to become friends.

                            



 Milk from two days, I had just skimmed the cream off to make butter.

  Fresh butter and clabber.

         

My dear friend Bodecca

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 I have moved on. 

and then I fell over.

 Bodecca is still my dear friend, her and her last daughter moved on with me, also 8 of the older hens. Two of which are now an amazing 12 years old!!   I declared bankruptcy, so that all my supporters/lenders could claim their insurance money.  

I have moved into a house made out of strawbales, completely off grid/ I have only solar power. It is in the midst of a struggling 'intentional community" I too am still learning what that is, I am quite sure I did not agree to any of the nonsense that is going on now.

The near future I hope will find me moving again. This out of the fire.