A “visit” with Grandma Ulali

….Continued from the last post about the new little Ongon Spirit:

The blue colour is, what I said, thought or did, red however is, what the Spirits I saw, questioned and interacted with transmitted in pre-verbal “language” or in words, scenes / pictural transmissions.

 

It was late evening. I sat in my rocking chair and started rocking – No drum or anything needed – It was just time to “go”

I was at the Air Cave of Ulali Kirgaa’n A’wa. `

The little Spirit was dancing with a fur covered beater and a large Evenki-style drum.

What shall I do with him /her?”

 

Let her be! And let her serve you, not the other way around. This one is a Bitshhi’i Balder = minor minion, created by man for the trade, NOT a sacred Spirit of old.

She would like to be very important and and that you serve her. She is from the Denger Kög tradition(Blue Sky tradition)

Let your Ee’rens be in charge of her, to find out, if any new student has the Algyrey =Gift or the Grace of their Ancestors = is any good or if you are wasting your time and they do not have it, – just neeeeeeed……

Take her to the Ulug Chorum and let her dance there!”

The Ulug Chorum (That is one of the LARGE spoked Stone Wheels we have in Siberia)

It appeared large and in full Summer Sun with a steady stiff South-East Wind blowing. The little Bronze Spirit danced and plaid her drum.My new students were there, sitting at different cardinal points.

All my Eerens were sitting in the North in a row while the little Spirit danced around one specific student to find out …. = All that came out was a blue and brown Jesus Icon in a wooden frame.  It was thin as a shroud and tore easy, threads flowing away in the wind…..

Hmmm…..

Then Janet, a lady that as of late is studying with me came into focus: I watched, as the scene changed and I saw -(with guidance of Grand-awa Ulali) “Let her: A picture of a darkened room, windows covered and her, with all her paints and a canvas, that already had beige -brown and some russet red on it.. She wore ear-phones and the trance drum tape on, full kilter… She was supposed to paint like this, with the tape running… “

Then there was Jane, another one one of my new students: “– There she was, at the  living room table in my house, just looking at the Faerie deck, that I want to sell and all kinds of Fairies were falling out of her head into the deck and then ran through the room. … She took a dust broom  and swiped them all up and put them back into the box and put the box into her bag…… from where they all crawled back into her head….

NO problem there I guess.

Back at the Ulug Chorum.

Ulug Chorum = ritual circle3

All my Ee’rens were still watching….

The Spirit figurine still drummed and danced.

Should I use her as an Ongon ? For whom, for Umai Ee’ene?”

Would you want to stick such a vast Energy into a small static cold Bronze figurine???????”

Well – NO!!!!”

The 9 holed spoon I saw on that site from Nicholas BW came into my sight!

Should I get that! I love that!!!!”

What do you want with that? It is for a Dengeri. You are not Dengery, you are of the Kara Tschere’= Black Earth!

Take your blue scarf, that is all you need to honour the Sky Spirits.”

Then I asked about E. and the surgery and if it would go well.

The answers I got however are too private to put here, but a couple of weeks later they proved to be accurate.

Spirit of Snow

Spirit Of Snow

E’eren Omsür  is THE  Irvis  Spirit for all the Khams of our lineage and also many other families that have, or still are bringing forth the Khams = shamans in Tuva, Kazahkstan and other countries of the high Sayan and Altai mountains.

He is keeping all the Medicine People on their toes, testing them and – also teaching them.

In my trance journeys I met Him in the most surprising and most unusual circumstances and on more than one occasion had to prove myself and my worthiness to Him.

His physical representation is the Snow Leopard, who only lives in the highest mountain ranges.

It is the stories of the Old Ones that tell of Khams going up into these most remote places, bringing an offering to Him – most often a living Goat or Sheep or Reindeer calf and sitting there- waiting for him to appear. To be a Kham of the very highest rank, you have to feed Him and then snatch a whisker from his face, while he feeds – without him feeding on you….

Try that!!

But what iffff he does not come?

You can not leave!!!

Once there, you meet him or you die trying.

No use going back home and telling big tales – or writing big posts in the internet.

If it is not true- He will “get you”.

To die trying however, is honourable and many an old shaman has “gone to see Him” and everyone knew full well, he or she would go “meet the Ancestors” high up in the mountains.

Well, I am not quite ready for that – yet. 🙂

My Sister’s Tail:

My sister Mausi was Ada’s daughter from his first marriage – to a Jewish lady.

Mausi always kept quiet about her heritage and just who her parents were. That is understandable – she was born in 1926 and being Jewish AND Siberian indigenous could easily get you killed during WWII. After the war Mausi lived in the German harbour town of Hamburg, passing as a white “Hanseat”and dealing in diamonds and antique jewellery, which she bought and sold on auctions on behalf of wealthy clients. Her customers would not ever have trusted her or bought from a Jewess or other none Arian person…..

When I grew up and openly professed what I was, Mausi wanted NOTHING to do with me. Any association with me could easily blow her whole made up life story into thin air… ( Not that I would have done that to her, but…. 😦 )

But privately, and in secrecy Mausy also could not quite escape the powerful pull of the E’erens and Ancestor Spirits. When they called her home in 2009 I found many bits and pieces of shamanic practice in her home: Items of everyday living in Siberia like paintings, sculptures, a balalaika and so on, but also a brassier and “Artish”= smudging herbs, several Owl figurines and Owl mementos and last but very remarkable, several Leopard figurines and pictures of her in the ~ 1960ties wearing a Leopard coat. She was then very much drawn to Leopards because of the oh so elusive E’eren Omsür!

At some point 30 years later she sold her coat.  But she kept the belt, made up of 2 Leopard’s tails sown together.

She not just kept it somewhere where you would keep a loooong forgotten belt, no, she kept it in her safety deposit box in the bank along with the last of her very valuable antique diamond jewellery! Where she KNEW only I could find it – after her passing…..

When I was home in Canada I did a trance journey

to find E’eren Omsür and show Him the tails.

He was VERY pleased.

Since then He has “come in” quite often – to lowly little me!!!!?? accompanies me on journeys of a personal nature  and even at times on behalf of my students.