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Zozobra and making Taos a healing center

After all the years I’ve lived in New Mexico (twice in Albuquerque and now further north) I’ve never gone to the burning of Zozobra.  I totally forgot this year until it was too late.  The burning of Zozobra occurred Friday night in Santa Fe.  For those who don’t know, Zozobra is known as Old Man Gloom.  New Mexico had the ORIGINAL Burning Man…although the one in the Nevada desert has gotten most of the attention.  For weeks beforehand, people from all over New Mexico (and elsewhere) write down their gloomy thoughts and disappointments and all those slips of paper are stuffed inside Zozobra…so that all your bad can be burned away.  It’s rather magickal/pagan, now that I think about it.  But, for anyone that freaks out, just think of it as symbolically releasing all that is gloomy in your life.  I do have to say that New Mexico has some cool traditions!

Here are a couple of Instagram videos others posted and one photo.

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@Regrann from @newmexiconomad – 🌟🌟Featured #Video🌟🌟 from @laura_m_marturano 😃 👍 👏 😍 Zozobra, also known as Old Man Gloom (OMG), is the creation of Will Shuster, one of a group of artists known as the Cinco Pintores, who made their way to New Mexico in the 1920s. Shuster’s creation first appeared in his backyard in 1924 as a six-foot puppet, and over the years, has grown to a towering 50-foot high marionette. Made of muslin and stuffed with hundreds of bags of shredded paper, Zozobra is a dark and eerie character, part ghost and part monster, who was introduced publicly as part of Santa Fe Fiesta events in 1926. Since that time, the people of Santa Fe, families and friends new and old, have annually made their way to Fort Marcy Park, a few blocks from the historic Santa Fe Plaza, to view this one-of-a-kind Labor Day Friday pageant. – #regrann

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As an unrelated side note, and not that I’m biased…okay, I’m biased…Taos is magical.  Anyway, this is a great article on healing and Taos.  Taos should be a healing center.  Actually, it already is in some ways.  I’ve met numerous people who have gone through tremendous transformation there.  It hasn’t always been easy for them to purge and rebirth, but it’s been necessary and beneficial long term.

In light,
Atheria

Sign of death and being where you’re meant to be

When the thought popped into my head days ago that I should make a Will at age 50, I dismissed it as “nothing but a random thought”.  You’d think I would have learned by now that things that just pop into your head out-of-the-blue actually are messages from spirit.  Now, I don’t know that I’m dying soon for SURE, but I never felt I’d live very long.  I recall thinking I wouldn’t make it to 30.

A couple of days after the making a Last Will and Testament thought, I had a VERY eerie/scary dream.  I don’t recall all of it now, but the important parts were that I saw myself as a naked and dead as this guy was having sex with my lifeless body.  (Didn’t want to even mention that part…but…it seems to be important.)  I was above the scene watching it.  When he turned to look up at me after sensing me witnessing what was going on, he was a demon.  (A few days before this dream, a fellow psychic friend in CA sent me an email asking if I’d just sent her an email with the subject line “Angels and Demons” or something.  She was on her tablet when this flash of an incoming email popped up on her screen.  When she finished what she was doing and went to go look at the supposed email from me…nothing was there.) Then the next part of the dream was seemingly very different.  I was in my house/apartment (in dreams…when I’m in some type of structure like a house it usually means it’s an astral event and not just a regular dream) when this big brown rabbit frantically runs into my house like it was trying to hide from something.  It was followed by a black shaggy dog with an injured hind leg.  Out of curiosity I looked up the meaning of rabbits and dogs and dreams and found this information.

Rabbits seem to be a good omen:

http://astrologyanswers.com/dream-interpretation/dream-dictionary/rabbit/

But, black dogs…especially injured black dogs…can mean death:

http://sleepculture.com/dog-dream-interpretation-meaning/

“An injured dog in a dream suggests that you pay closer attention to yourself and your health or remove yourself from a situation in which you could be hurt.  Black dogs symbolize depression or death, since in many world mythologies, the dog is a guardian of the gates of death or a messenger or guide to the Other Side.”

Some other websites that had black dog meanings…especially injured ones…were a bit more blunt and definitely pointed towards death.

Some friends have said that the death may not be literal but symbolic, that there is a part of me that is about to die as I birth a new chapter.  Hopefully, that’s what it all means…but…my life hasn’t been super great, and living in constant awful pain, I’m ready to go if it’s my time.

That being said (sorry to be a downer), something happened yesterday that I want to mention in order to give others proof that there IS a plan even when we feel totally lost — I’ve felt like I’m 100% rotting lately and that my entire life has been, and is being, wasted.

A week or two ago I signed up for an astrology Meetup group’s gathering at a coffee house in Santa Fe set for yesterday.  When I showed up at 3 p.m. I saw a good sized group and recognized two of the women, so I walked over.  Then I found out that no, my group’s meeting had been canceled (that’ll teach me not to verify on Meetup.com that a meeting is still on) and that they were the newly formed Goofy Spiritualist in Action group.  Loved the name instantly and told them that yes, I’m goofy!  LOL!  They invited me to join them and it ended up being a GREAT group of fun people who want to do a whole bunch of different type spiritual related things.

Now, keep in mind that I was not supposed to come to this meeting.  I showed up by “accident”.

Not long after joining the group, when they were going around the table having people introduce themselves and explain what drew them to join the group, I started noticing my heart starting to race, and someone in spirit trying to force their way in.  I mentioned that I felt like I was about to go into trance and would hold the energy back.  But, they were all very receptive.  I did hold the energy back for a while, but then it got stronger.  I knew it was Lisette, my fairy.  Yes, fairies are real.  I never believed in them until I met her in 2002.  She is a fun, happy,  joyful spirit to channel.  She usually shows up when the mood needs to be lightened.

So, I ended up doing a brief channeled session right in the middle of Tribes Coffee of Lisette, my fairy guide.  It was SO Santa Fe that I’m shaking and gasping and having a different voice come through quite loudly and NO ONE even looked up from their coffee and conversations at the other tables!  LOL!  It didn’t phase them at all!  Ha Ha!  I am truly meant to be here.  (Interestingly, a few people mentioned how much they don’t like Albuquerque’s energy at all and can’t wait to get out of the city when they need to go there…where I lived the 2 prior times I’ve lived in NM.  I was talking to one woman in Taos years ago who DREADED having to go to Albuquerque when she was forced to go to the airport.)  Lisette wanted to come through because she was thrilled with the whole concept of this new upbeat spiritual group.  She was cheering us on.  I don’t remember most of what she said, but supposedly someone is going to type up a synopsis for us.  I do recall her saying that sometimes people are SO serious about spiritual growth that it actually hinders their growth.

Toward the end of the gathering, I got talking to a lovely woman who…not only gave me a needed hug…but also turned out to be the Acquisitions Editor for a book publisher.  As you know, I am intrinsically a writer and have been one since I was a kid.  All over my natal chart there are signs pointing toward me being a writer.  I’ve had a TV show idea and the beginnings of a film idea in my head for eons.  But, I do think I need to focus on book writing as that seems “easier”.  All that formatting and such that’s needed for screenplays seems overwhelming.  Besides, a book can always be adapted and become a screenplay.  I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I was told years ago a reputable source that Hollywood respects book authors more than people who market themselves strictly as screenwriters.  Hopefully that’s not true, but it’s what I was told…since I’ve known very gifted screenwriters.  Anyway, I am going to keep in touch with the woman I met as she sent me a lovely email of support.  I already know that ending up at the meeting yesterday was NOT an accident because I really need to meet more fun, like-minded people as I’ve felt so alone and isolated…and…I’m getting the feeling a door may have opened regarding these books I’ve started and never finished.  At the very least I need to do something with channeled writing that I started many years ago.

Fate is real.  Destiny is real.  There IS a plan for our lives and we should trust that…even when we feel 100% lost.  We’re never REALLY lost.  We’re just taking the scenic route on our path through life instead of the more direct route.  Personally, I need to try to enjoy the scenery more than I have up till now.

In Light,

Atheria

A vortex in my kitchen?!

For those who don’t know, magical New Mexico called me back to it for a 3rd (and final) time.  I moved back to this powerful state on the 7th of November for a quality “day job” that alluded me in Colorado.  I have a fabulous apartment on Native American land (can’t give too many specifics due to a stalker) where there are few people…and millions of stars that sparkle in the night sky.  Supposedly, there is quite a bit of UFO activity here too.  I would not be surprised at all.  People have been lovely to me, and I’ve come to the realization that a big city is NOT for me anymore.  Give me small town America!

When I moved into this apartment I didn’t notice anything “odd” and the energy felt fine.  I have been meaning to smudge the place, just in case, but keep forgetting to do a cleansing.  It’s always good practice to do an energetic cleansing of any new place you move into, even if nothing bad happened there.  A good sign that the energy here is okay is that Chakra, my 9 year old brown tabby cat, has stopped barfing all the time (only 2 episodes since the 7th).  Where we were living in Westminster, CO, she barfed 1-2 times a day.  I thought it was the food, but clearly it was the environment.  Animals, especially cats, are very sensitive to energy.  This place is much more peaceful.

Anyway, while getting ready to drive to Santa Fe for the day to take care of a bunch of errands, I was in my kitchen packing a health food lunch to bring with me when all of a sudden I felt this dramatic pressure shift sensation in my head…and especially in my right (clairaudient) ear.  If you could have seen me, you would have seen me scrunching up my face as I tried to figure out what was going on.  Then there was this very hard to hear…like it was FAR off in the distance…sound in my right ear like a radio station was trying to tune in with bad reception.  I have never had this happen before.  I asked who was there as I was sure it was someone in spirit, but couldn’t get a clear answer.  I do think it MIGHT have been White Feather as I did see (clairvoyantly) a white feather image in my head.  But, I am not 100% sure it was him as he doesn’t show up that often anymore.  That being said, since I’m living on Native land…it could have been him.  After the ear thing, I started feeling like I was about to go into trance, but it didn’t happen.  I did feel strong tingling throughout my body though.

As I’m a very logical person and someone skeptical, I always look for a simple explanation for weird occurrences, and turned off the fish tank pump to see if my ear was creating some background noise from that.  Now, turning the filter/pump off DID lesson the ear noise, but it didn’t totally go away.  Then I went into the bedroom, and it stopped.  I went back into the kitchen, and the tingling, trance feeling, and ear thing came back.  I went into the bathroom, and it stopped.  Back into the kitchen, and it started again.  There is something in my kitchen!  The word that comes to mind is VORTEX.

As NOTHING HAPPENS BY ACCIDENT OR COINCIDENCE, late in my Santa Fe day full of errands, I pulled into Sprouts Market (as my last stop)…to see an unexpected Starbucks.  I was way past due for my 3 p.m. daily caffeine, and ran into Starbucks after grocery shopping to get a cup of coffee for the drive home.  On my way out, I noticed a hallway and stuck my head around the corner to look.  I surprisingly saw a bunch of shops/stores in an indoor mall.  I didn’t realize it was a real mall until I walked down to see this Mini Cooper on display.  How a good size shopping mall can be hidden is beyond me!  I had NO idea this place existed and have been in Santa Fe numerous times for years!  Something “called” me to keep walking and exploring even though I really needed to get back home.  The DeVargas Center has some great shops, including specialty pet stores, fancy kitchen gadget stores, an Aveda salon, etc.  I liked all of it, but this one store called Om Blessings drew me to it and I got talking to a very friendly woman who worked there and another great woman following her passion who was selling beautiful essential oil/herb/tea gift sets.  During our conversation, I learned that 3 psychic mediums came into the store today, and vortexes came up with all of them!  Granted, if you are into metaphysics, you occasionally talk about vortexes, but…at least for me…it’s not a common occurrence.  I mean, I don’t walk up to strangers on a regular basis and mention that I think there’s a vortex in my kitchen.  But, 3 of us had mentioned vortexes to the store owner/employee today!  She even mentioned that something seemed to be drawing psychic mediums into the store today, like we were being “called”.

I’ve been back in New Mexico for less than 2 weeks and already I feel like things are subtly aligning.  For example, last weekend I drove to my beloved Taos for the day and when I parked Ruby in the lot I typically park in, I saw something lumped up next to her spot but ignored it.  Later, when I came back to the car, the lump was interesting looking enough that i checked it out.  And THIS is what it was!

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Taos gifted me once again!  I took it as a sign that yes, I’m where I’m supposed to be.  New Mexico does that kind of thing.  For what this state lacks in economy or glittery 3D distractions, it makes up for in terms of spiritual growth and power.  The lack of people and mind numbing things to do, forces one to go within…to heal…and grow.  My friend had a dream years ago about New Mexico (when she was living in Illinois) where she was told, “People come here to heal.”  Yep.

It’s getting late, and I’m pooped, but I cannot wait to see what happens next.  I know that things here are going to get interesting!

In light,

Atheria

Santa Fe and Cimarron, New Mexico, ghosts…

Julia Staab

Julia Staab

Our local Albuquerque news did a story on La Posada de Santa Fe‘s ghost this week, so I thought I’d blog the story.  Julia Staab supposedly haunts room 100 in the resort and spa.  Here is the story and video:

Santa Fe ‘ghost’ the subject of new book

Looking at the resort’s website, it looks NICE.  I should go check it out for a night, if I can afford it!  LOL

Ever since seeing a funny ghost investigation of The St. James Hotel in Cimarron, NM a couple of years ago, I’ve also wanted to go stay there for a weekend.  I need to actually do it this summer.  A local reporter with a news producer and camera man barely made it through the night.  The reporter was so freaked out about what was going on in his hotel room in the middle of the night he was using the F word and came THIS close to just taking off.  He had a small light shining in his face as he videotaped himself under the covers of his bed.  HA HA HA!

Here is a link to information about the haunted St. James:  http://www.legendsofamerica.com/nm-stjameshotel.html

Ghostly yours,

Atheria