The Magic of Memories

Memories are some of our most treasured possessions. We hold them close to our hearts. Some of us get caught in memories, others hide from memories and there are those who have lost memories. Regardless, memories are crystals that hold spiritual power… they are able to conjure up the past in seconds.

What have you been nostalgic about lately? Has it been a place from you past, a feeling you remember from long ago or someone whom you haven’t seen for years? There may be a message in all of this. 

Memories are vehicles of change. As the old saying goes, “the past repeats itself.”  If a painful time from your past has been on your mind, ask yourself what you may learn from the experience still. Is there a glimmer of good in the darkness? On the other hand you may be visited by brighter times from your past, wondering about old friends or lovers… the good times will cycle back around!

Its true can never get back to that exact time or place again, but you can always pull that feeling close to you and be with it for a moment. But really there is no such thing as time, in our hearts and minds time doesn’t exist. It’s only our perception of it.

So here is to remembering. Allow yourself to be nostalgic. Just be with it for awhile. Follow your memories and see where they lead. You’ll be surprised at how magical your present memories can be! 

 

telling everything

I consider this place home in many ways. Here I can share my words, thoughts and feelings. We are all gypsies on a journey… in the world, in our hearts and souls. A little piece of my story is a little piece of yours… like a deck of weathered old cards, a collection of faces, with different meanings, times and messages. I want to tell it all, the dark and the light… every facet of how I see it and feel it. I want to share my stories… and I want to know yours.

Who are the characters that dance in the play of your life? What chapter are you writing, right now? There is something that is unfolding in front of you as you read this, something that is calling to you, something that you are drawing to you. Everything has meaning, every second is filled with magic. Don’t lose those serendipitous moments… don’t ever stop dreaming because when you do… you lose it all. Our dreams are how the universe knows what to give us.

In every great story, there is tension, conflict, and climax. One thing leads to the next, as layers and layers build on each other. What direction are you going in now? Be mindful of everything… read between the lines even. You never know when you will truly stumble upon your dreaming. So please keep following your adventure, with wide eyed wonder and commitment to everything that feels exhilarating.

Never let yourself miss out on a great adventure… those are what lead to the most spell binding, page turning stories. This moment right now is a piece to your legacy, something that will grow into a powerful collection of myths and memories. Tell it all to the world… more importantly, live it all. Fall in love every chance you get, walk down the crooked roads, take the slow rides and say everything that you want to say.

I can’t stop smiling, dreaming and dancing with all the wonderful things I am finding here in New York City. There are memories wrapping around me like soft, silk velvet… they are layering over me becoming a part of my being. I know that this is a place that will lead me to my wild and crazy dreams.

One night is enough… to carry on the feeling. A living, breathing memory. A winter night… I felt beautiful under your light… the soft glow of your touch will hang onto every part of me… This is a part of my New York City… -Shaheen Miro 

With love… to the gypsies…

Shaheen

© Shaheen Miro 116/2011

Dancing With Freedom, As Death Dances Away

The night has grown around me, dark, velvet and gentle and with it comes a graceful coolness that subtly creeps into the hollow parts of me… reminding me of what has been lost. In my life I have seen dark things, dangerous things, things that have cut me so deep that not even time can take their sting away. And yet I’ve danced with so much passion and beauty that I often wonder what can come to rival what’s been before.

I sit here and I am reminded of the beautiful lights that I’ve lost along the way. The ones, who’ve touched me, loved me… who have felt me in the deepest, most tender places of my heart and soul. Many hands have held my own, but very few have really lived in my world. So as their lives have faded away I try to keep alive the memories of the love they’ve given to me.

On a lonely night in July I pass through memories by candlelight. Faces that I’ve missed in my life, voices I will never hear again and the warm feeling of fur brushing against my sullen face. I try to close my eyes and reach with all my sense the feelings of being with them. But only the faintest of feelings can be experienced now. Its not as if real life can be recreated in pictures and memories… our thoughts can work backwards but they will never truly turn back time.

I myself have spoken to spirits… I have whispered to shadows… but I’ve never walked the time line back to a place where I could rekindle the connects which I’ve so desperately longed for. They are shinning stars too far from my reach too touch, but close enough that I still see them. And in that vast universe of possibilities I will hold them like precious gems… cherished forever.

Death is a reminder to us that everything is in constant motion; an endless dance that moves us from one phase to the next. Passing through doors you remain a part of the changeless change. As a caterpillar dies to the beauty of a butterfly, so does our soul here on earth shed it shell to fly with something a little more spectacular, brilliant and gleaming. Death is the teacher, the keeper and the lover. Death gives us the gift of living… if only we see it before our time.

I know that no matter how much it hurts that all of my angels are by my side. They stand tall with me and my tears become the sea and the boat of my dream floats gently with their guiding winds. There is nothing to fear no matter how alone I am. I look into the water and there next to my reflection are all those who have ever loved me. So I hug myself tight, trying hard once again to soak up that ephemeral memory… knowing that at some point it will come again… no matter how different it may be.

To these feelings I assign two cards: The Death card and the 6 of swords.

Death, which is the keeper of change and the dance of the universe. Death is the one who reminds us to find our feet in the dark and just give into the sway, the grind, the wild twirl of everything that is. Death heralds change… but change is not destructive its alchemical.

The 6 of swords is the card that shows us the wisdom in contemplation, mediation and just drifting away. Those whom we love and have loved will come and go. Some will leave intentionally and others unexpected, but its all part of the beat that we are dancing to. If you were to veil your face in black lace, step onto a candle lit boat and glide effortlessly into the foggy sea you would find the meaning of this card. It is here in this silent place, where everything moves with the tides and the moon, that we find what really lives in our souls.

Don’t forget those whom you have touched and who have touched you… remember we are all lights trying to lift the darkness. There is nothing that has to separate you… not color, gender, race or religion. Rely less on form and more on feeling… when we live through are spirit we truly find our way.

To the gypsies,

Shaheen

 

© Shaheen Miro 7/11/2011

Spiritual Message/ Update May 9, 2011

Dear Friends,

It’s a cool night out and the air is filled with uplifting energy. A sense of renewal hangs softly in the air, after this time of rain. So here I sit feeling inspired and happy to be drinking a warm up of green tea and writing you.

I pray that all of you are doing well; surrounded by beautiful blessings and healing energy. Remember to live life to the fullest… rock out in every moment!!

Updates:

  • Have you ever been interested in learning to use your intuition? I am holding a class called Accessing Intuition. In this class you will learn what intuition is, how it works and how to use it. We will be learning easy-to-use techniques and you will get to pick a “tool” to explore with (Tarot, Tea-Leaf, Pendulum, Cards).  There are two options for days and times. Either 2 hours Saturday May 28th and 2 hours Sunday May 29th or 4 hours on Saturday May 28th. I will let you decide which works best. Majority will rule. $75 for the weekend.
  • Reading for a day of whimsical fun learning to read tealeaves? Join me at The Gypsy Tea Party. You will get a personal reading, as well as join in a group tea party setting where you will learn to do your own personal tealeaf readings! Should be a blast! $50 for the day.
  • Don’t forget that this Saturday is Psychic Saturday (5/14). Sign up for a 15-minute many reading to get your answers in-between full readings. $15.
  • Until May 20th the 4 for 3 special will continue. Buy 3 gift certificates for readings and get a 4th for free. Half hour sessions.
  • Call to schedule a reading in-person, over the phone, skype or email. Also, Reiki sessions.

Spiritual Message

Memories are some of our most treasured things. We hold them close to our hearts. Some of us get caught in memories, others hide from memories and there are those who have lost memories. Regardless, memories are crystals that hold spiritual power… they are able to conjure up the past in seconds.

What have you been nostalgic about lately? Has it been a place from you past, a feeling you remember from long ago or someone whom you haven’t seen for years? There may be a message in all of this. Even if it’s a painful memory the importance of it is no less.

Memories are vehicles of change. As the old saying goes, “the past repeats itself.” So don’t allow yourself to fall in the trap of something limiting from the past, but also don’t forget that the good times shall come around again. It’s only a matter of time before you can be happy again.

Yes its true that you cannot turn back time. You may never get back to that exact time or place again, but you can always pull that feeling close to you and be with it for a moment. The truth is that there is no such thing as time, in our hearts and minds time doesn’t exist, it’s only our perception of it.

So here is to remembering. Allow yourself to be nostalgic and just be. Follow those memories and see where they lead. You may be surprised what you remember and how that will move you. There is something dramatic and spiritual about walking down memory lane.

With Love,

Shaheen

© Shaheen Miro 5/9/2011