A bit about metaphysical totem encounters and their meanings

For centuries people of faith and nature devotion have linked creature encounters with 

spiritual guidance and interaction.  They draw out warnings, affirmations and subtle messages.  

In Shamanism, the world’s oldest healing tradition, the animal spirit guide from the spirit world, offers insight, guidance and helps people on their life journey. For example; land animals represent your physical and emotional grounding and are linked to intuition and vigilance.  Birds are symbolic of your strengths, desire for freedom and represent harmony with other creatures.  Reptiles help how you see yourself both internally and externally.  Insects help you with persistence and determination and will guide you toward patience and help you develop the ability to be objective.

I got two wasp stings a few days ago while altering the grounds around a home that had  recently experienced a tragedy. As I network with many spiritual advisors and practitioners of energy faith - it wasn’t surprising  (though appreciated) that a few offered the meanings and possible messages that could be attached to this encounter.  What's interesting about their readings... is that none of them had known about my personal life. 

One of two wasp stings

It could have been life threatening.  I am allergic to wasp stings and even have gone into anaphylactic shock, once in my life.  I did not have my epi pen.  I knew I was only 5 minutes away from the hospital and knew to speak up and ask for help. I wasn’t scared at the onset. I got the medication in time, with no fanfare and I am fine. This was noted.

I was told the incident was an outbreak of released energy of anger and jealousy directed toward me and that Angelic protection was there to guide me to take a warrior stance against the onslaught. Wasps are female warriors of stout determination.  Curious that, as I have just started taking an online course in NON CONFLICT COMMUNICATION to ease a troubling ban on communication in my family.  It was proposed that I was confrontational, so I thought learning to redirect my previous mode of speaking, would be for the good of all. The sting encounter was telling me to go ahead, but proceed cautiously as people who have not yet become observant, will be defensive.  People will go to great odds to protect their ego, bringing mention to what they have done wrong will undoubtedly madden them. 

I can’t possibly imagine how someone can perceive me as threatening, so I will now be extra careful not to project words or actions that make people feel bad about their decisions.  That choice makes me feel better as a person. Learning to stand up for one’s self and combine compassion, is a life lesson that is difficult to learn. 

Respect the sting.  I'm also thankful for the nudge to stand proudly in a place of protection. 

A bit about.... Dog Days of Summer

The Old Farmer’s almanac lists the traditional period of the Dog Days as the 40 days beginning July 3rd and ending August 11th, coinciding with the ancient (at sunrise) rising of the Dog Star, Sirius. These are the days of the year with the least rainfall in the Northern Hemisphere.  Least?  I don’t know if global warming affected that or not, but as I type today in Toronto, Canada- it has been raining - off and on.

My Dog Finn epitomizes the Dog Days

According to the 1552 edition of the The Book of Common Prayer  the "Dog Daies" begin July 6th and end August 17th, just a little fluctuation there. This corresponds very closely to the 1611 edition of the King James Bible (also called the Authorized version of the Bible) which indicates the Dog Days beginning on July 6th and ending on September 5th, okay... another variation.   

Basically, it’s the most sultry period of summer.  In the latitude of the Mediterranean region,  this period coincided with hot days that were plagued with disease and discomfort. Of course anyone who grew up without air conditioning  can relate - regardless of global location.  

To me, it’s the time when you wish to be at a cottage retreat, the thrills of summer city life are slowest and yard sales are starting to get boring. It’s also the time that I affectionately refer to as “summer fading”.  A solemn

peak period before nature matures and  back to school shopping begins.

In reflection of the winter of 2013-14, I for one, am going to relish every dry heat moment this period is offering us.  I’m going to surrender myself to the ripe floral blossoms, thick foliage and the sweetness of morning coffee outside.... Cuz it just ain’t gonna get any better! 

Please take a look at EW's Fading issue, available online soon.  www.energyworksmagazine.com

A bit about May Celebrations

First, there’s May Day.  Western europeans and the north american generations that

were born from them- celebrate the first of May. It’s an ancient northern hemisphere spring festival that has blurred into an International Workers Day. 

Originally from Pagan tradition it merged with Christian celebration and happily settled as local custom with dancing, dining, acknowledging spring fertility and recognizing the ability to work for a living. In others words, it has become a great excuse for a party. 

My Finnish cousins celebrate with with food and beverage.  The Brits have the May Pole and frolic about. It’s nice out...we all just survived a reluctant spring and now it’s time to have a little fun.

Kids, campfires & fireworks.  May 24 Weekend

Here in Canada we have another May Tradition;  May 24.   It doesn’t always land on the 24th of May... but often does.  Growing up, I had thought it referred to a case of twenty four beer, the beverage consumed at the unofficial start of cottage season. It's actually called Victoria Day but nicknamed May 24. 

Across most of Canada (except the East Coast) Canucks celebrate Victoria Day.  It honours Queen Victoria’s birthday.  May 24, 1819 is Queen Victoria's birth date. The dates don’t always line up, but the celebration does and there are hours of traffic into cottage country.  This year, I’ll already be  in cottage country and my family will join the hordes of others.... inching their way up. It’s tradition and so - it is. 

There will be fireworks. Often you can see the flares from cottage to cottage, luck is when they go off at different times, so you merely have to reposition your chair to get a continuous view. Ah May 24 Weekend....we all open up our cottages, slather on bug repellent and get outdoors. 

Large Cities provide fireworks for the public for those who don’t have the chance to get away.  Every patio is full, parks are teaming with day users and backyards are once again- alive with life.  Its the season kick off, don’t you know!  

May is promising.  Get out there and enjoy it. 

A bit about.... International Women's Day

Today I attended my first IWD gathering.  I’m in my mid 50’s, a former barbie doll type raised by Archie Bunker male influences and subservient matriarchs, so I sat there and wondered... do I fit in?

In attendance were recognizable female activists, celebrated authors, documentarians, doctors, lawyers and Queen’s Jubilee Medal recipients - all from my neighbourhood; Roncesvalles Toronto.  And then there was me.  It took me all of ten minutes to realize that I was an example of the change that is needed to validate the importance of International Women’s Day.  Women need to acknowledge their own self worth.  

In ratio to the history of mankind, there are far too many years that women haven’t achieved any equal status.  Couldn’t even vote a hundred years ago.  No woman in my immediate family has ever earned an equal salary, higher level of education (and perhaps too honestly) during my childhood I have witnessed the disproportionate injustices of domestic abuse.  How would I know any better? 

I do know of crotchety grandfather types who poo poo the efforts of recognizing gender equality.  They still exist.  They have patted me on the head. The begrudging thought that women have the audacity to require a day of celebration is beyond some. Isn’t that sad?   Hopefully this way of thinking will come to pass for all of society.  This isn’t  exclusively feminism, its humanism and its a celebration.

Karyn with Toronto City Councillors; Gord Perk & Sarah Doucette

So over tea and nibbles we women gathered and I too, took pride in the achievements I have brought to our community. I have had the opportunity to lead, advocate and promote ideals that benefit society and I would like for my daughter and her friends to know, that they are capable of great things.  This is what International Women’s Day is all about.  Pass on the strength.  

Want to know a bit about me? 

http://keepitin.wix.com/karynklairekoski1

A bit about Lent.....

Lent is a solemn religious observant time frame, that occurs about six weeks before Easter when Christians prepare themselves with prayer, penance (self punishment), repentance, (express sincere regret/remorse) almsgiving (charity), atonement (balance out wrongs you committed) and practice self denial (no explanation needed).

As a Christian youth, I remember no chocolate till Easter, to which you will be given a few- chocolate treats. But I don’t exactly remember having treats before lent either.  I remember Pancake Tuesday - the day before and Ash Wednesday, the first day of lent which was significant because we got a dab of soot placed upon our foreheads. 

Lent is a fasting time, though I can’t remember eating any less. Fasting and abstinence was more severe in ancient times. Perhaps this is why Pancake Tuesday was such a big hit because it was the last day to consume the sweet of syrup and the flour batter of pancakes. Just exactly how Mardi Gras got into the mix and the flashing of ta tas came into tradition - is a mystery to me, doesn’t really sound religious... but okay?  

The other rites are imposed because the enactment is to become a better person, as man’s sins are what led Jesus to be crucified. No guilt there.  

Lent - a rather dismal time

According to the gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke, Jesus spent 40 days fasting in the desert, where he endured temptation by Satan. The ash received on the first day of lent represents our observance of human mortality and is a sign of mourning and repentance to God.  One gets those ashes from the burning of the previous year’s Palm Sunday ceremony.  They burn the palms in a ritual. 

Remember that thou art dust, and to dust thou shalt return.

—Genesis 3:19

Repent, and believe the Gospel.

—Mark 1:15

Lent is observed until Good Friday, which is the actual murder date of Jesus Christ. Honestly there isn’t anything “good” about that day and then of course we get into the entire Easter tradition which is the witness of Jesus’s ghost and other paranormal activity. That's all fodder for another post.

Lent today for me is a mere vague memory.  It's a grey time of year, not yet spring, still cold and unbearably long.  

A bit about self healing: reiki/pranic/spiritual/energy

Admittedly, most would think that reiki, spiritual or energy healing could only work dependent on belief.  Apparently, practitioners believe otherwise.  If healing energy is sent, it is received. Therefore if you believe you are sending this energy yourself, then it works.

Here’s the jest of it; someone (or yourself), draws from “somewhere” and delivers “energy” into your body, thereby healing you.  From personal experience, you don’t always feel anything and that’s when - for some like me, a person questions whether it works or not.

I believe... so let’s start off with the assumption that I expect a reaction.  I just am not certain that there are a multitude of true healing conduits out there.  Honestly, the industry of energy healing practitioners is full of those who think they are healing and also - there are those that pretend they are healing. Often there is money involved.  Need I say more.

The origins of reiki is as a Japanese tradition, made public in the 1920’s.  The linage of true masters is still going strong today.   Of course even in biblical times there was knowledge of “the laying of hands” so the idea of spiritual energy is evident in many cultures and has sifted down from generation to generation.  

I took my first “course” (that only lasted a weekend) from someone who borrowed characteristics from many sources of pranic/spiritual/energy/reiki healing.  Did I master it? NOPE.  Had anyone else in the class? Unlikely but we all got an introductory taste of what the power of belief and visualization could do.  

Years, years,  later I turned to the study of self healing to recover from a hard time in my own life.  With the help of online networking, I was able to find groups of more qualified energy workers, who gave me additional insights to ethereal healing.  

This is not to say that I have mastered the art, just that I believe it is possible.  There are subtle differences between the components of each belief system and none is absolute.  One or two healing sessions will not heal a person completely.  

Because I simply could not afford Master treatments,  I chose to go the route of learning self healing.   I chose  Reiki’s 5 precepts and methodology, sometimes I add in chakra work.  What I do notice, is that when I stop for any great length of time.... I start to feel unbalanced again.  

I also find healing in nature

To me, self healing is like prayer and mediation. It’s simple quiet time in total solitude and I seem to need it.  I have never been the kind of person that benefited from a strong support family, aside from a couple of great Gal Pals, I have lacked family empathy, so for someone like me, self healing has been my only option.

If you learn to integrate daily practice, (which even I have not been able to adapt) then you can identify when you are hyper aware of subtle changes and reactions.  You feel when your body needs more exercise, rest or requirements from a more specific diet.  You become very in tune with yourself, and that, is not a bad thing. 

A bit about Valentine's Day

I’m guilty.  I’m one of those romantic saps who use Valentine’s Day to mark anniversary dates with my life partner.  We didn’t marry on this lust loving day, nor have we ever given it much commitment.  We simply used this as a date, that sorta solidified when we officially became a couple.  We met after New Years, we were in love by Valentine’s Day.  It’s been twenty three years and it has become, as simple as that.

Several martyrdom stories have been invented to go along with this early Christian liturgical celebration.  One Saint Valentinus performed weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to do so (marry that is) and the whole “longing” sentiment was established. Valentines were notes of farewell as the men went off to battle. 

Dance with my, my Love - Long for me, when I go off...

In the Middle Ages the tradition of courtly love flourished and presenting flowers, sweets and greeting cards evolved with the presence of cupid. We love to love.  

Today, Valentine’s day is very, very commercial.  Dinner out, chocolates, wine and roses, not to mention scheduled romantic 'steal aways' encouraging the purchasing of lingerie and sexual accoutrement!  But that changes.  With all that passion most couples have children.  Interestingly enough, the Canadian statutory holiday 'Family Day' almost always coincides a day before, or around Valentines Day.  

We buy chocolates for our kids.  That’s what we celebrate.  The ultimate fruition of love is your children and the children they will have,  and all this loving and cuddling is the real reason why we feel intimately drawn to another person.  We see our future in them and the spark of Valentines, is just a wonderful perk along the way. 

Of course if couples do not go the route of raising children, the physical release of lovemaking is a continued expression of a primal need.  Mankind thrives on it.  Who is to say what amount of intimacy is the appropriate amount?  Not I.

I personally think if you have been lucky enough to find someone who continues to love you, then that in it’s self, is cause for celebration.  Happy Valentines.  Tell someone you love them.