Rev. Katherina's Journal of Correllian Shaman Course

Lesson 10 Assignments

The Story: Ataga’Hi, The Enchanted Lake

What a beautiful story!!! The healing waters of Mother Earth pouring from the cliffs to create a sacred healing lake for her creatures. Having faith in all possibilities and opening our self to the inner gifts we have allows us to see what many using only the human eyes cannot.

Pondering:

In the moment of realization of discontent, or mishap we are actively in the present, whether or not it occurs at the time it happens or later. Our sub consciousness brings it forward to the conscious for us to learn and be aware. From this point we make our decision of what we will manifest in the future. All of which is still in the present. As we empower and will it to be, we send it forth and change is made, there for we are actively changing the past before it has a moment to manifest into our future, for once manifested it is past acts.

Meditation:

Well, once I read this meditation tonight I realized why I got the auto writing I posted earlier. Therefore I think my writing says it with more pose and grace then I can explain it.

. The Key

My Body is middle earth

My Aura is the translator from all around

My Chakras are the source of all realms

I am the universe by all it holds

The creator of all that is within its realms

That extends beyond even my existence

I am the light and darkness

The power of will and desire

The emotion and mental

The fires of transformation

The womb of all creation

I am the oneness that holds all tides

Within the stillness of chaos

My core is all possibilities to which can be obtained

Touch the stillness and reach into its living heart

The treasures are ageless and exist to be found

My Body is middle earth

My Aura is the translator from all around

My Chakras are the source of all realms

My love of the God and Goddess is what binds them into the All of oneness

True seekers can be found within the realm of wisdom

Within the realm of Love

The key is the spark that is the torch of our hearts

Lady Katherina

Now off to work on my project the Mojo Bag J

Blessings as Always,

Katherina

Lesson 9 Project

My project for Lesson 9 was to take a photo of my altar tools that represent the 4 elements of Air, Fire, Water and Earth.

East - Air - I have 2 feather fans
South - Fire - An Athame
West - Water - Chaldron
North - Earth - Large Crystal and an Azurite

Lesson 9 Assignment

Lesson 9 Story

This story tells me of a few lessons to be mindful of. It is about balance between the spiritual and the physical. It is about ascension and about magical creation. As Above; So Below, One in and of the same. Conscious unity of awareness. All are the wholeness of creation.

Pondering:

Creating our own reality by means of manipulation energy infused with the instilment of our desired outcome.

Meditation

Acceptance of true self is the means of conscious travel, communication and manifestation of reality within all realms of existence.

Lesson 8 Project

My project for Lesson 8 was to paint a galaxy of choice, a constellation and a nebula

I choose the Milky Way, Orion Constellation and the Great Orion Nebula. I also did a meditation on the Milky Way Galaxy.

The Milky Way Meditation

As I meditated on the Milky Way, I felt myself being drawn into its magnetic pool. It was though I was standing on the out skirts of the entire galaxy and could view its entirety. At first I resisted the pull of the magnetic field and then I began to relax and allow myself to be guided through this amazing journey. I had the sense that there was a lot of fast moving activity happening around me, yet it appeared to me to be in slow motion. I saw the gases or clouds as if it was the embryonic fluid source of all that resides within this galaxy. I was surprised that once I was within the vastness of this galaxy I experienced the overwhelming feeling that I was at a oneness with the all, I can’t quite explain it, it is different than feeling you are part of it, it is more like you are it.

As I moved closer to the center I felt an unmeasured sense of chaotic movement and whirlwind type sensations. Almost like being in the mists of a vortex, then all of a sudden I was in a place of stillness, a very eerie stillness. A place absent of all movement and sound, just complete stillness. I felt my heart begin to race and came up out of the meditation.

Lesson 8 - Story - Meditation and Pondering Assignments

Greetings to All,

Lesson 8 Correllian Shamanism

Story:

Daughter of the Sun

Don’t let rivalry get the better part of you, for over compensating to rival over can cause more loss then gain. Be honest and forthcoming to make change, trickery and deceit will always fail in the end. Kindness, caring, laughter and joy can turn the darkest day to illuminate a life.

What Stars are Like

Illuminated life seeds from the universe, down to earth to sow its’ will and up again to watch over and guide.

Pondering:

The world as we see it is a mirror of our own reflections. As above, so Below, As the universe so the Soul, as Within, so without. We are the creators of our experiences and by our reflections within we make our choices, these choices we witness as our life’s events. Smile and the world will smile with you, cry and you shall have many a gloomy and rainy days, live by dishonor and deceit and you shall know no truth or respect. Live in love and joy and you will know love and experience much joy.

Meditation:

Believing in the Star people as I do, this concept is a reality to my psyche. I am seed of the star people therefore I am of the star dust, that which illuminates the wisdom within and brings it forth in this realm to be shared by all that desire to bring forth the light of the universe. We all have this gift to share once we come to understand and embrace it. It is found in the stillness.

Blessings as Always,

Katherina

Lesson 7 - Story - Meditation and Pondering Assignments

Lesson 7 Correllian Shamanism

Story

I like the story of the Stone Man. I will admit it has made me think on it for a long while because I see many possibilities of the stories meaning.

When I began to read the story and envision the description of the old man, my first feelings were he was a sage, carrying his magical staff. I thought his staff was like my staff or wand or even like my dowsing rods in another form. I have used all three of these items to find and locate something at different times. I also felt he was blind and was using all his senses to find his way in the physical word, hence the sniffing. Relying on his higher gifts to see him through.

Using his staff to create a bridge of crossing to me was the old man again using his higher self and gifts to manifest a solution to a need. I felt the young hunter after seeing this manifestation reacted in fear of the unknown. As I am sure many have had the similar reactions when faced with their first encounters of the spirit world or witnessing a phenomenon of some kind.

Throughout this entire story I never had the sense or feelings that this old man was of ill will or imposed a treat. What I felt strongly was the fear reactions from the young hunter and then it fueled by the medicine man in which caused a domino effect in the tribe. I did not hear of any idea of communication with the old man to affirm or rule out his intentions. Only going by stories told and assigning to this man without confirmation. This too is another action made out of fear.

When the old man reached the trail to the tribe and came to the woman, I found it odd that he called her “My Granddaughter” and the next he called his “Daughter”. This made me feel as if he was Ancestral to this tribe and trying to communicate this to them and was returning or presenting himself to them.

The treatment of this old man reminded me of the witch trials and the actions of hysteria of the unknown and wild stories or untruths. What they found beneath the ashes reminds me of what one may find after burning items in a high temp fire. His staff being shinny and such could have been made of some form of metal or metals and melted down and cooled leaving what appeared to be a stone, the red paint could have be the residue or by product of the chemical changes that took place in the melt down.

I ask myself why did the medicine man keep the stone and paint the members of the tribe with the remains of what was considered ill willed or evil? Would not the stone carry the essence of the old man and his trauma like residual energy? Just thoughts that passed my mind when trying to understand the actions in this story.

I still have not come to the understanding of the effect of the women’s menstrual blood on the old man. I’m still contemplating that.

Pondering

What we put out to the universe is reflected back to us. Like attracts Like. I believe the key is to use this reflection, depending on the type of reflection, to either heal the imbalance or continue to move forward as you are.

Mediation:

To me the ears we use in sleep are the ears of the higher self, receiving untainted messages. What we receive in sleep is not subject to outside, physical stimuli. The ears we use when we are awake are affected by this stimuli and ping within us causing our minds to try to translate what is coming through.

Blessings as Always,

Katherina

Lesson 7 Project

My lesson 7 project was to write my own chant. I started out and ended up writing a short song more then a chant. It kept bothering me that I hadn't written the chant so I ended up writing a chant too LOL.

Since I can't figure out how to add a sound file on here I can only list the words of each.

Project 7 Correllian Shaman Chant

Circle Round

Sisters, Brothers, Join with me

Circle Round and Magick Keys

We are the power, We are the will

We are the magick this night we till

Spinning, Weaving, Circle Round

Brothers, Sisters, Creation Bound

Love and Peace, Wisdoms Keys

By our will, So Mote it Be !

Rev. Zaina Katherina Ghazzoul

In Honor of the Goddess

Remember Me.

When the rain comes

And the winds blow

Remember me, for I am the essence of your soul

When the sun warms your skin

And the Earth moves

Remember me, for I am the song in your heart.

As the Wheel turns and you grow

Remember me, for I am the chime of the inner bell that rings and sparks within you.

Remember me and let your candles glow in my honor

As your day begins and comes to its end, Remember me within.

Rev. Zaina Katherina Ghazzoul