Tag: Meditation
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Facing the Blood-Red Storm
One of my “brood” is having a rough time right now. I know it because I can feel it. Not completely sure which one it is, male I think, but I’ve checked in on everyone I usually feel such connections to except for three, and two of them are male. I’m not likely to hear…
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Crows and Flowers
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Passion to the Third Degree. I’ve noticed, for the past few weeks, that there are crows everywhere. When I ran an errand at lunch to Ace Hardware, I saw probably a dozen flying around Merchants’ Walk. I noticed this before, a few times, but usually going in a…
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Meditations: Jesus Looks Like M. Night Shyamalan?
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree and Rising. I’ve been trying to connect with the child who’s following me but haven’t been very successful. So far, he’s appeared on the edge of my Meditative Forest, a little wary of the man who seems to have taken up residence in this private place…
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Intimate Meditations
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in “Third Degree Rising.” The last few meditations, since I went into the Underworld and brought him back with me, the man has been in the forest where my dreaming starts. Usually just sitting on the grass with me or enjoying the sunshine that filters down through the trees…
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Resurrection Meditation: Following into the Dark
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Rising. One of the great things about having a leisurely (by comparison) weekend is having the chance to spend a little time working on my spiritual pursuits. My meditations have been shortchanged with all the excess work recently, and I’ve found that when I’ve had time…
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Hitching a Ride in a Meditation
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Love in the Third Degree. Not at all what I expected! I don’t usually travel elsewhere in my meditations but rather, I let the Higher Self of others come to me. That way, I don’t feel I’m intruding or invading their dreams while they sleep, as it’s been…
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Meditation: Whose Child Is This?
Most of the meditation is behind me and I can’t remember it. I’ve lost the hold on it. It’s gone, yet I remember certain people passing in and out of this one. Certain ones are often in my meditations, and I don’t understand why. Some of them were never close friends, yet they often arrive…
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Playing “Frogger” in My Meditations
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Love in the Third Degree. So often when I meditate and “dream,” it’s of journeys, roads, movement. It’s not uncommon to find myself as a driver or passenger in a particular car (not mine) and making a particular journey with someone and sharing it intimately. Or sometimes being…
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Meditative Work: Dream Boy’s Weekly Visit
He prefers Saturday mornings, when I’m meditating. This week, lighter, more social, learning something new. And the old gatekeeper is back — the woman who used to keep us separated. Why now?
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I Need You in My House (Cuz You’re My Home)
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree of Truth. It’s odd how houses show up in my meditations and dreams. I’ve been in other people’s “houses” — metaphysical structures that represented how they present themselves to the outside world and what goes on deep inside. I’ve been in my ex’s mansion, in The…
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Meditation Work: Flashes of Interest
Certain abilities of mine are strengthening. Like muscles being worked, so are the meditative abilities of the mind. I remember being terribly jealous of friends who could simply “see things.” I never considered myself “visual” and was occasionally denigrated for not having that ability. A High Priestess is supposed to be the culmination of everyone’s…











