Skip to main content

Frog Medicine

Baseball bats thrown.  Predictions made. I am biting nails, tongue and fading into black.
There are brief moments that I want to come out swinging - at least punching the air.  My weekends are roller coasters of life altering events. 
I am in need of cleansing - spiritually, physically, emotionally.  
My hair isn't the only thing out of place from the ride.

Beautiful Sage invited me in her garden to pray.
She handed me a frog that only I could see.

So I ran like a school girl  to my library and turned to the page of my Indian Medicine Card Guide to find this:

Frog is a symbol of shamanism.
 Frog teaches how to "jump" from one level to another - from materialism to spirituality, and from one teaching to another, and to find the connection between them.
The frog emerges at adulthood from a water environment (world of fluidity) to that of Earth (solidity and security). 
 Frog can help you to acclimatize to a new way of life or to just a new viewpoint -harmonizing you with any new situation. 
Frog is replenishment, cleansing - the nurturing of self - with taking care of yourself. 
It can help you to get rid of any negativity and to replenish your mind and spirit.
Frog can help you to wash away ideas and impressions that might be impeding your development. Frog can help you to take the plunge to have the courage to set out on a new endeavor and to accept the new way of life that goes with it.  
Bring in the rain. Tears cleanse your feelings. Refill with well-being.

Not even eleven minutes later, the sun filled sky turned into a dark grey downpour.  
I felt heard and received. 

It's Sunday night. A lot has transpired since the Frog Medicine was gifted to me friday.  
At a house party for friends I haven't seen in near eight months, Kermit the Frog showed up. (in antique and country decor!)
 As did conversation and ideas of alternate universe's and such.  Our case last September came up.  Ironically, I told the story of it the day before while at the Emporium of Curious Goods. But I digress. Saturday evening with my goonies was a momentous event filled with talks of otherworldly stuff and the  realization and dangers of said stuff..

Saturday I became privy to a piece of evidence witnessed by three men in our group.  Each of their stories about this piece of evidence and how it was acquired are identical.  I was skeptical of what they were saying but it sounded like they were explaining a scene from the TV show Supernatural. Hence my blood started to boil.  "You know what you are telling me is not good right guys?"  
I saw in a flash on my third eye - another set of events that I experienced this past January and I got motivated.

With that said, I will be speaking on the dangers/side effects of Paranormal Investigating and what people really need to know - 
September 14th at The Summit Hill Heritage Center.  That's how inspired I am about the intensity of events that have just taken place behind the scenes of the blog this past weekend.

I am looking forward to sharing why it's not ok to toy with this kind of lifestyle unless you really have a stomach to take on the unknown and explore how I have come to know that everything is possible.

It's late. I'm so exhausted and ready to dream bigger for tomorrow.

Peace and love, 
Mick G


Popular posts from this blog

A Suicide Berceuse.

This is for you the broken hearted.This one is for you who can’t get out of bed and for you who may be finding it so damn hard to return the texts, emails and phone calls from anyone. 
This one is dedicated to those who having a hard time showing up because even thinking about showing up is too much energy. 
This one is for you who can’t seem to move on after the loss of a beloved. It’s for the ones whose days gone by are better than the days you’ve been wading through.This is for all of you who can’t catch a break financially, romantically or dream wise and wonder what it's all for.
The world has an immeasurable void in it. Constant pain inflicted from headlines or bylines is palpable. You’re unsure of your footing on our planet because the ground beneath you is unstable even when the sun shines otherwise. 
This one is for you who have contemplated at least once, perhaps even more than once about pressing the eject button on life. It’s here that you are in good company. It's…

4 Reasons Why Badmouthing Others is BAD For YOU.

I was talking today with a friend about the importance of words.  How you use them, positively, negatively any which way.  Words are like weapons.  Once you put them out there, they are pretty much impossible to take back.  Sure you can say you are sorry but it doesn't wipe the blood and guts off the floor from the initial bullet wound.  Forgiveness is key, but let's be mindful of our words from the get.  Dig?

Here's a repurposed blog to go along with those thoughts.

Everyone gets hurt. No one is perfect. People mess up. Mistakes are made. But the cross you bare when you badmouth someone else's questionable deeds or good fortunes, their life advances or personal tragedies is a very heavy one.

When you engage in loose lip service per say "warning" peers or anyone within earshot about someone or someone's "drama" or perhaps you seem to regurgitate the pain someone has caused you over and over to friends, strangers, clients, family members....wel…

The Sum of all Jitters

Monday, I leave my precious, beautiful and sacred bubble of Jim Thorpe for New York City to embark on my first week of Kundalini Yoga teacher training.  This learning adventure will stretch over the course of the next eight months. It's something that has been pulling at my heart for the last five years in terms of spiritual and physical evolution.

 And naturally with most new personal mega shifts or changes comes a tinge of fear. 
Yes, it's normal.  Don't use my words against me. But the 17 year old who lives somewhere inside of me sits up, batting her eyes so that I take notice.  She thanks me for honoring our future. She is excited for possibility and for helping others, always. But she bites her lip "even though we've come so far regarding our body image, even though we've done so much self love/self esteem work over the years, I'm still scared to wear white pants."

And I feel her..

It's not because I stain every white piece of clothing I o…