Dagaz Blacker: The Spirit Smith

My search for Jane is leading me on an interesting path, a path to properly see spirit with my eyes again. Have any of you been searching to get closer to some of your guides? I’m not sure which guide Jane is? She keeps that information hidden. I have met and seen several of my other guides using my third eye. Jane, however, is ever a challenge. She assures me that I will know more when I can see her. Jane wants me to fully see her with my actual eyes, as I saw spirit when I was young. As a young child, I could not tell if someone was an actual person from this world or a spirit or a ghost. They all looked the same to me. The only way I knew they might not be of this world, was if I could see them and others told me there was no one there. Because I closed that part of myself off for so many years, I now see spirit as a grey shape and their details are filled in using my third eye. It is my understanding that spirit has decided that I am supposed to once again see spirit with my actual...

As I sit here in my studio, I am wondering what I should write about today??? Spirit is encouraging me to write about my daily pulls. It’s interesting how your daily practices can change without even really realizing it. Spirit is always working to get closer to you and to help you figure out this amazing and sometimes zany world. When many people start down a path like mine, they are always looking for rules and answers. The truth is there are no hard and fast rules. This is a journey and everyone has to find their way. Mentors, spirit, and friends can give helpful ideas and points, but the truth is you really have to find the way that works best for you and be always open to changes as they come along. My daily pulls started out a long time ago as simply one tarot card. It would give some direction for the day of course, and I never really questioned that I should change my process. Then, I finally found my wonderful set of runes. I only have one set, no other set has spoken to me si...

Ch Ch Changes… cue the song, I can hear the David Bowie version now, LOL... Everyday we all experience little changes to routine, relationships, or way of being. I don’t know about you, but this month I feel like spirit is changing so many things about my life. It feels refreshing and exciting, but at the same time I feel like I am stumbling a bit here and there. Spirit assures me this is necessary to grow and finally become the person I am supposed to be. I have always been a medium. I hear spirit, I see spirit in different ways, I feel spirit around me, and I use tarot and runes to further communicate with spirit. I can relate to you the messages spirit has to share through these methods. Now spirit is expanding my sight using scrying. I have a scrying mirror made of obsidian that spirit moved me to seek out about two years ago. I have been able to see small amounts of information using it. I am usually able to find more emotional messages in it. Now however, spirit has shown me that...

In my post “A Home So Full Of Life” I promised I would tell you further stories about this family and their home…  So here we go! This story begins on a day perhaps about a year, maybe a bit more, after the first story I told you. By this time, I was now teaching at a private school located at the same historic site where my friend and I had worked as Historical Interpreters and Educators. My friend was back to story telling full time. I invited her to come and do a story telling session for my students. After the session, I was helping my friend pack up her minivan and then I said goodbye. She still had a few more things to put in the van. As she bent down to get one of them, a lovely older woman stopped to chat with her. This lady was dressed in perfect 1830’s attire. My friend immediately thought she was a Historical Interpreter working at the site and was impressed with the effort put into the clothing she was wearing. They had a pleasant conversation about the weather and what...

Thinking about what to write today, I have many ideas come to mind. The one that stands out, is about myself and  a good friend who through the years have had many experiences with spirit together. We worked at a heritage site together for a time, although we have been friends for over 25 years.  This particular day my friend was working in a log home built in 1837. Not all historic homes have spirit dwelling in them, but this one was always full of  “life”. My friend is an historical interpreter and story teller. This particular day at the museum was a quiet one, only the odd visitor. My friend was in this home she worked in, cleaning and cooking over the open hearth. The house smelled of woodsmoke and fresh biscuits baking. As I entered the home to discuss an upcoming program with my friend, the walking wheel spinning wheel was slowly turning round as if someone was actually using it. Keep in mind the wheel was normally tied off so it could not be used unless staff was ...