Hallways of Life…

Today I would like to talk about hallways.

Hallways aka ‘The Upside Down’ may occur at regular intervals in our lives, some people get hammered with hallways, they understand that they must enter the period of darkness, of the unknown and of the glorious rebirth. Others wander around and do everything they possibly can, to not enter the dreaded hallway.

But enter we must…

A dramatic event will almost guarantee a free ticket to the journey through the hallway. No money need exchange hands here, this trips on the house. All costs are covered. The hallway is a shedding of our skin, a surrender, being able to move through something that changes us, and commiting to the process that is required, to bring about transformation. Time does not have any meaning in the hallway, it’s not meant to. The hallway is not about the world, it is about the soul. In that sacred space of the unknown, we find our heart, our strength and our soul.

We will stumble and we will fall in the hallway, make no mistake. The hallway is not lit. Our knees will be grazed and our hands caked with rich, dark soil. That soil is what we have planted our new beginnings in, we’ve had to trust that planting those seeds will bring fruitfulness to our lives, when we emerge from the hallway. At times we will reach out to others but they cannot really help us in the hallway, they can throw in food and water, along with some much needed love, but they cannot take the journey with us.

We can never know how long we will stay in the hallway for, it will be as long as we need to go through that particular process. It will be distressing but enlightening at the same time. It will be emotionally and psychologically painful, that pain is the breaking of our shell. A shell we have built up around ourselves, often due to challenging events we have experienced in the past. It’s best to dive as deep as we are able to, into the depths of ourselves and pull out something to process. That’s kinda the point really!

Once we have spent time feeling (not thinking) our way through the hallway, we will emerge, reborn, free of some shackles of the past. Our light will be shining brightly, so brightly that it will attract others whose light is like ours,or someone who needs a little of your light. The thing is, our light is meant to be shared. Shared as much as possible because you created that light in the hallway, you did it all by yourself, GO YOU! And you can share that with someone who needs it, if that’s not a beautiful thing, I don’t know what is?

So… the next time the hallway presents itself to you.

Know that you have got what it takes to get through the hallway, to make that dark journey. Everything you need for the journey is already within you. You only need remember where the ancient secrets lie within you. At some point you may come across a part of a map, this will not help you, it is a remnant of your previous journey. Instead, light it up and allow the light to take you forward, allow a glimmer of hope to settle in your heart. And keep moving forward. Your seeds will have blossomed when you open the door, to the next exciting adventure on your souls journey. When you emerge and feel the sun on your back, you will gather up those beautiful blooms and keep going.

– Martha Alice

– August 27th 2020

Disowning the Dark

Contemporary Shaman

If you knew that the dark didn’t always represent evil or malice

would you be less afraid?

When I was a child I was terrified, absolutely terrified of the dark, mainly because I felt the lacking of my ‘sight’. Even without sight though, I could still feel things so easily. Things other couldn’t. Was it may imagination or my intuition, I was too young to know or even question. I just reacted. Usually by protecting my back in some way, as it always seemed to come from behind me, the fear that is…running up my spine

I had a reoccurring dream over quite a few years where I would be walking in the moonlight through a gate at night into the garden of someones house. There was no one to be seen, but a deep sense of foreboding fear was acute. The quiet of the night even under a blue…

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Past Lives… Memories… Deep Healing and Love is bigger than that 💙

I did a much anticipated reading for one of my Facebook friends in Florida this morning and it was out of this world. Straight off the bat the information came thick and fast, so much past life stuff that included so many souls. I don’t consider myself a past life reader but this session may have changed that view! The connections were amazing and I got a little confused at one stage lol coz there was so much going on. I had two special young men in spirit that were in my work room, goofing around and throwing a baseball to each other, catching it in their mitts and having a great time. They were so happy to be getting their messages through to my friend, Tracey and her daughter Sam. These boys had so much love in their hearts and souls and I loved the gratitude they were directing at me for being the person to bring all of them together, even though it was for a short time, it was profound and very, very healing. One of the boys had been murdered 10 years ago and the other only lived a short time after birth, old souls…

A lot of questions were answered and the ladies were able to put many things into place and understand the complexity of situations that could not be understood on face value. I loved speaking with Sam as she is an old soul and a smart kid to boot. I didn’t realise she was in the room till about half way through the reading. I gave them very clear guidance about moving forward and suggested to do a big smudge and cleanse on themselves and the house. Tracey was crying so I knew I’d done a good job lol and at the end of the reading she thanked me about 17 times and told me that she loved me ❤️

When she told me that I got all warm and fuzzy and those words from the heart just confirmed why I do what I do. I am so blessed that I can help others in such a profound way and I am grateful every day. Big ups to my Guides and to Justin and Matthew for giving me a hand. 🙏🙏

Hallways…

Today I would like to talk about hallways.

Hallways aka ‘The Upside Down’ may occur at regular intervals in our lives, some people get hammered with hallways, they understand that they must enter the period of darkness, of the unknown and of the glorious rebirth. Others wander around and do everything they possibly can, to not enter the dreaded hallway.

But enter we must…

A dramatic event will almost guarantee a free ticket to the journey through the hallway. No money need exchange hands here, this trips on the house. All costs are covered. The hallway is a shedding of our skin, a surrender, being able to move through something that changes us, and commiting to the process that is required, to bring about transformation. Time does not have any meaning in the hallway, it’s not meant to. The hallway is not about the world, it is about the soul. In that sacred space of the unknown, we find our heart, our strength and our soul.

We will stumble and we will fall in the hallway, make no mistake. The hallway is not lit. Our knees will be grazed and our hands caked with rich, dark soil. That soil is what we have planted our new beginnings in, we’ve had to trust that planting those seeds will bring fruitfulness to our lives, when we emerge from the hallway. At times we will reach out to others but they cannot really help us in the hallway, they can throw in food and water, along with some much needed love, but they cannot take the journey with us.

We can never know how long we will stay in the hallway for, it will be as long as we need to go through that particular process. It will be distressing but enlightening at the same time. It will be emotionally and psychologically painful, that pain is the breaking of our shell. A shell we have built up around ourselves, often due to challenging events we have experienced in the past. It’s best to dive as deep as we are able to, into the depths of ourselves and pull out something to process. That’s kinda the point really!

Once we have spent time feeling (not thinking) our way through the hallway, we will emerge, reborn, free of some shackles of the past. Our light will be shining brightly, so brightly that it will attract others whose light is like ours,or someone who needs a little of your light. The thing is, our light is meant to be shared. Shared as much as possible because you created that light in the hallway, you did it all by yourself, GO YOU! And you can share that with someone who needs it, if that’s not a beautiful thing, I don’t know what is?

So… the next time the hallway presents itself to you.

Know that you have got what it takes to get through the hallway, to make that dark journey. Everything you need for the journey is already within you. You only need remember where the ancient secrets lie within you. At some point you may come across a part of a map, this will not help you, it is a remnant of your previous journey. Instead, light it up and allow the light to take you forward, allow a glimmer of hope to settle in your heart. And keep moving forward. Your seeds will have blossomed when you open the door, to the next exciting adventure on your souls journey. When you emerge and feel the sun on your back, you will gather up those beautiful blooms and keep going.

– Martha Alice

– August 27th

2020

Cries from the Void…

Her screams are louder than her voice
But no-one hears her call
She stands alone to fight each day
Theres no hope, no hope at all

 

How could anyone love her
When she’s all broken apart
Her mother never loved her
Instead she broke her heart

 

Grief and despair call her friend
They know each other well
She longs for peace but will it come
Who can really tell

 

The child hears others joy
As they celebrate and cheer
She knows that joy is not for her
As she sheds another tear

 

The pain she feels you cannot know
It’s eating her away
The weigh of it’s too much to bear
As she carries it every day

 

She used to have hopes and dreams
But her brain tells her ‘yeah, right’
You’re not worthy the dark voice says
In the middle of the night

 

So where to next, she asks herself
And the empty room
No-one answers comes, there’s no way out
As she walks toward her doom

 

 

 

 

 

 

Past Lives. Healing the Mother Wound & Love…

via Past Lives. Healing the Mother Wound & Love…

Past, Present & Future Lives…

A couple of years ago I had a Past Life Regression that was nothing short of profound. It happened at a time in my life when I was questioning many of my relationships, past and present and it  helped me to make sense of a lot of things.

In the first life I was taken back to the early 1700’s where I was a medicine woman/shaman in a Lakota Sioux tribe. I was a powerful and greatly respected healer within the tribe that I was a part of. Like this current life I had not married or had children rather I focused on gaining wisdom and healing. I performed many rituals and was able to help women in childbirth as well as heal wounds, cure people & look after the children. It was not an easy life but I was happy… until I became ill and struggled to become healthy again, as I have in this life. Unfortunately I became progressively sicker & was unable to help my tribe, instead they were having to look after me. The winter that year was harsh and I could not heal myself so was becoming a burden. I was cast out as I was very unwell & left to fend for myself. I wandered for a few days through the snow and cold until I found a cave to take shelter in but died not long after that. 

In the next life I went back to I was a small child in medieval England, around 1430. I was a little girl around 7 years old. My grandma was taking care of me in that life where we lived on a farm and were very poor. I knew my mother was around as I could feel her but she was not my caretaker, again similar to this life. My grandma in that life was my paternal gran in this life, she passed away in 1982. We had a very good relationship and she cared for me like I was her own. I’m not sure why my mother was not present in that life but it made sense to me. I remember looking down at the clothes and shoes I was wearing and knowing this life was also tough. I had a peasants dress and sort of cloth shoes on my feet. We were out in a field and I could see hay and crops around me and grandma was picking veggies to cook as there was no meat, we needed the cows for milk etc. My paternal grandparents in this life were from a long line of dairy farmers from Buckinghamshire of Irish descent. Though we were poor I knew I was loved and I felt very secure in that love. Something I have not had in this life. 

I went back much further in the third life, to the 5th century where I was male roman soldier. This life was extremely chaotic and I found the energy of it very unsettling. I was in an army of more than a thousand men and could see my brother as well as a close childhood friend from my present life also in the ranks of that army. We were being told what we had to do by the General who was a very powerful man. He was standing on a building above us telling us we had to go and kill as many of the opposing army as we could or we would be killed, the general was my father in this life. This made me feel sick as I did not want to go and kill anyone. I was a peaceful man and wanted to live a simple life but had been forced into this position against my will. I knew I had a family but there was no time to think about them as I was trying to keep myself alive. By this time I was becoming very tired and distressed at how emotional I felt so asked to stop the regression. 

It took me a while to process all the similarities of those lives compared to my current life and it helped me to make some decisions that changed my life for the better. Events from those three lives have or are playing out in my life now. Regressions are so interesting and if they help you put the pieces of your current life together it can only be a good thing. One day I will have another regression and I look forward to it…

Martha Alice x

Dreams of the Past… Taking out the Trash and Starting Anew…

I’ve been having some really intense dreams for the past 3 months, since I burned my hand. Last night was no different though the subject of my dream was. I’ve had been dreaming about my estranged brother and sister a lot but last night I dreamt about a large apartment on the third floor. 

I was really angry in the dream as there was shit lying around everywhere, old shit that I didn’t want anymore and other people’s shit! I went from room to room picking up stuff and throwing it out the windows, what didn’t go out the windows I threw off the balcony! There were vibrations of betrayal and deceit in different rooms and that pissed me off even more! 

There was a man and a woman together in bed in one room and seeing that made me completely lose my shit. I was screaming at them, telling the to get the fuck outta my house and not come back, that they had no place being there. I knew I had loved the man in the past but was sickened by him in the dream. I could not believe the woman would betray me in such a way but she was not just one woman, there were many women inside her skin, women that had hurt me in the past. 

The dream seemed to go on for so long. I had a lot of shit to sort out and I wasn’t stopping until it was done. I finally got enough stuff and emotion out of the apartment that I could close the windows again, that made me happy. I then went back to the kitchen and got all of the appliance and threw those out the door, I slammed that door so hard to be sure it was closed. Then I woke up…

The Power of Dreams… Surrendering to the Past… Releasing the Scars of my Childhood…

Last night I had a most profound dream…

I was a nurse in the operating theatres (I actually was a nurse for 5 years in the early 80’s) and was looking after a young lady that was sitting on a gurney with the back of her hospital gown open. There were people around here and they were all looking at her back. As I approached her I could hear her sobbing and saying ‘it hurts, it hurts’. Her father was trying to console her and looked very concerned, I could also hear people gasping in surprise at what was on her back.

As I got closer to the gurney I could see that her whole back was taken up by a big tattoo of The Hanged Man, it was amazing. It looked a little like the Marseilles version but also was part skeleton like the Death card. I just stood there in awe of this tattoo and understood the meaning of it (though I was still a nurse). As I moved the gown away so I could see the bottom of the tattoo I saw it wasn’t called The Hanged Man, rather it’s title was ‘LIFE’S MYTHS’. I knew exactly what that meant, I closed her gown and walked away to do some work.

She had her operation and when I went back in to see her she was sitting up in the same position as before. Her father was still there but he wasn’t as stressed and he was standing in front of her this time. She turned to me then looked down at her back. I was completely taken aback as the Tattoo had changed quite dramatically. The Hanged Man/skeleton had hold of the living branch on the right hand side of the Tattoo and had pulled himself up almost to the branch he was hanging from on the card.

Then I woke up…

 

 

The way to Acceptance, Surrender and Change in your life…

Acknowledging what needs to change in your life is the first step to freedom, until then you have next to no chance of moving forward as you will constantly get in your own way, if your ego doesn’t step up first! We cannot change what we don’t acknowledge and looking into the truth of ourselves or a situation can be confronting, make no mistake.

The path to emotional and psychological freedom is a process, not an event. It takes time to navigate the complexities of human emotion, old patterns of behaviour and outdated beliefs. Time to stop pointing the finger and blaming others. Time to take responsibility for our own actions. Once you have acknowledged something you can move onto the next stage, acceptance. Now things get tricky!

Acceptance doesn’t mean what happened was ok, acceptance comes when you stop pushing up against whatever it is that is bothering you, what keeps coming into your conscious awareness, what’s pissing you off! Acceptance lightens your load and allows a clearer vision, this is good, stick with it.

The next stage is my favourite, surrender.
Surrender takes the burden away, giving up the need to control, the need to get the outcome you want, now there’s the freedom I’m talking about. For me it’s giving it up to the universe though it will be different for everyone. Giving it up takes away the stress of it all and the powers that be will ensure a good outcome for all concerned.

After surrender comes the welcome change. This is a deep inner change, sometimes we are not aware of this until we have walked further down the path of growth and we realise that we are feeling different, lighter, more positive about ourselves and our life. People may comment that we seem different but they can’t put their finger on the reason why.

The beautiful thing about the change is that it brings healing and forgiveness, not just to you but to the people and situations involved in that process. Forgiveness is wonderful and the healing that comes from it is worthy of the whole process.