Walking the Hedge

I have a confession to make dear friends.

I haven’t been walking the Hedge much lately. I have crossed only a handful of times this past year and only once in the last 4-5 months or so. In fact the last year has certainly been a little light on the practice side of things. At least, compared to what I was doing the two or three years previous.

I am being called back, pulled back in. One answers the call to this kind of Craft, to shamanize, and there is no turning back. There can be periods where you don’t practice as much or at all but eventually the spirits, the otherside, comes looking for you again. For me this call-back comes in my sleep, when I find myself in dangerously uncontrolled crossings.

This kind of crossing, this un-chosen dream walking, is not like other crossings. There is no preparation, no ritual acts, no calling upon guardian or guiding spirits and ancestors, no decision, and no direction. It is rather like going for a swim and having someone come up underneath you, unexpectedly grabbing a leg and pulling you under.

I sleep as if in a fevered state.

I dream… Continue reading →