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Beginnerscursus Telepathisch communiceren met Dieren en Natuur

door Gerrie Huijts en Cecilia Götherström
9 en 10 november 2013 in Villa Vijf 33 te Vijfhuizen

Telepathie met dieren is niet het ‘lezen’ van de lichaamstaal van een dier. Het gaat om informatie die je binnenkrijgt via je zintuigen in de vorm van gedachten, beelden, gevoelens of fysieke ervaringen of gewoon door ‘weten’. Telepathie vindt plaats op een meditatief bewustzijnsniveau en is niet gebonden aan tijd, ruimte of afstand.

Als wij communiceren met dieren kunnen zij ons dingen duidelijk maken over zichzelf en hun achtergrond, over hun gezondheid, over wat hun zorgen baart en altijd hebben ze ook boodschappen en adviezen voor ons. Ze kunnen ons een spiegel voorhouden, als onze gids fungeren en ons anders tegen zaken laten aankijken. Er zullen letterlijk en figuurlijk nieuwe werelden voor je open gaan!
De cursus bestaat uit 2 dagen van 10.00 tot 17.00 uur, met veel ruimte voor individuele aandacht. Voorkennis is niet noodzakelijk. Na afloop van de cursus ben je in staat zelfstandig telepathische gesprekken te voeren met dieren en natuur! De kosten zijn

€ 195,00 per persoon voor de hele cursus. Dit is incl. 21% BTW, het cursusmapje en een heerlijke biologische en vegetarische lunch, koffie, thee en lekkers.

Neem foto’s van dieren mee, waar je mee wilt oefenen. Alle soorten dieren zijn mogelijk. Denk ook alvast na wat voor vragen je zou willen stellen. Heb je geen foto’s, dan geeft dat niet, dan doen we het zonder. Er zullen tevens een aantal honden live aanwezig zijn, die heel ervaren zijn in telepathische communicatie. Het is helaas niet mogelijk om eigen dieren mee te nemen naar de cursus.

De workshop wordt gegeven door Gerrie Huijts. Zij heeft sinds jaren een professionele praktijk voor telepathische consulten met dieren en natuur. Ook is zij celzout- en bloesemtherapeut, geeft ze Reconnective Healingen en coacht zij mensen op het gebied van hun persoonlijke en spirituele ontwikkeling. Daarnaast geeft zij regelmatig cursussen, lezingen en begeleidt zij veel oefengroepen op dit gebied door het hele land.

Zij wordt geassisteerd door Cecilia Götherström, die sinds 2011 werkt als dierentolk & Reiki master voor dieren, naast haar Yoga- en voedingspraktijk. Sinds begin 2013 volgt zij ook de “teacher training” bij Gerrie, en geeft workshops communiceren met dieren voor kinderen.
Mocht je tussendoor nog vragen hebben, laat ons dat gerust weten:

Gerrie Huijts g.huijts@chello.nl    0317-840362

Cecilia Götherström cecilia@ahimsa-satya.com   06-46157019

Tot ziens of horens!

Now

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One of my Swedish pieces which I tried translating to English just now;

The Earth is not yours,
it is ours.

The Woods are not yours,
they belong to everyone.

The Tundra is not Norwegian, Swedish, Finnish, Russian….
it is Wolfarian, Bearian, Reindeerish, Wolverinish…

The Waters do not just refresh you,
they are feeding us all

There are no “lone wolves”,
there are packs

Look into my eyes,
we carry the same soul

You,
Me,
Her,
Mother Earth

Cecilia Gotherstrom, Dec 2012

Resolution

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In our monthly Writer’s Cirlce last week, Kathy came up with the challenging writing exercise to spend 10 minutes speed writing about the subject “Resolution” and to write it on dialogue.
Below are my five minutes and I thought that if I blog it, it has to “be continued”….

“Wake up. Wake up. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaake uuuuup!”, a soft voice was sounding in my head. I turned around only to find no one else awake. Just two sleeping dogs on the floor and one snoring husband on my right.

I closed my eyes.

“Waaaaaake uuuuup!”

I sat up straight, putting my feet on the cold floor and there was the voice again;
“Finally! Now put your coat on, grab a cuppa and meet me outside!”

Where the heck did this voice come from? So clear it was too.

I found myself fumbling through the dark in the kitchen, getting a tea mug out of the cupboard, talking out loud in a muffled voice;
“Who are you? Why can I not just go back to bed? What is this crazy stuff going on here?”

Kettle boiled. Tea, honey and milk mixing in the mug and I have gloves, boots, down coat and a beanie covering me and my PJ’s up.

Out on the terrace I speak out towards the dark night;
“OK, you’ve got me out here. What do you want now?, and as I did I realized I was actually not irritated, but curious.
“I am here, to your right”.

I look to the right.
White snow, fir trees in the back where the forests meets the fields, a bright starry sky above and … two yellow eyes staring right at me.

“Uh!” I jump up, spilling hot tea all over my new boots. “Shit!”
Right there is a huge white wolf staring right at me, two smaller grey ones by its side.

The eyes look deep into mine and then towards the fields.
“Let’s go for a walk”.

“A walk”, I say. “The snow is 70 cm deep. Are you out of your mind? A walk?”

“OK”.
– Is that a sigh I detect from grey wolf # I?
“get your darn ski’s out then and ski along.”

“This is totally insane, completely nuts, I am not here, I am not awake, this is not happening”, I hear myself saying as I muck about the mess in the garage to find my red cross country ski’s at 3 in the morning.
“Oh yes it is, and oh no you are not”.

Akasha

Akasha

A tribute to my dear Akasha, without whom I would not be on this journey of discovery, change and adjustment. ;

Looking into your deep brown eyes, I don’t see the questions of life,
I see the answers.

Observing your strong body, I don’t see reluctance and stubbornness,
I see focus, love, devotion, dedication and passion.

A passion tied to the core of life,
the core of nature,
the core of Being.

To the core where instinct and knowing are one and the same,
where we cannot do anything but love, share and follow our hearts.

Where we live life to the fullest,
where the spark of life glows and it’s flame is undefeatable, even when you are sleeping.

In your Being there is a peace, a union, a knowing, a wisdom.
A wisdom which just is, which allows for that to be
what already is.

You are my guide.

You are my heart.

You are my innermost core.

You are a part of my soul, my essence, my Being.

What is my souls journey?

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In our Writer’s Circle today, Niamh gave us the theme “What is my souls journey”, which we wrote while the shamanic journey drum was playing in the background for 15 minutes.
We were all in awe of what our pens brought out, and if it had not been for the feedback and direct interpretation of my dear writing friends Jo, Kathy and Niamh I would still be a “sitting question mark”.

Drumming heartbeat, taking me away,
Shimmering, vague, strong and eerie at the same time.
Where are we going, where are we going?

To your deep destination, deep within.

White wolves and white wizards.

We are all journeying together.

It is denser, more tangible, yet strangely see through.
Magic.
Lots of outside “noises”; phones going off, dogs fighting cars
– They are here but yet not here.

We are on the other side of the veil.

There we go again…
…travelling on a soft, sheer, white piece of silk.
Journeying further away, but still here.

White wolves and white wizards.

Stars on a bright dark sky.

Time to save the planet, to save the cold.

Snow glimmering in the night,
harsh, frozen crystals like stars on the forest floor.
Feet gliding above the snow.
Stars brighter, sky more velvety black.

The message is breathed out through steamy voices;

go, go, go,
flow, flow, flow,
let flow do, do, do.

Sit in your own stillness, coolness,
like the white wizard.
Roam the snowy fields and the barren lands
like the white wolf.
Move among people
like the blue wizard, the grey wolf.

Observe, communicate, transform.

The veil will get thinner,
white will meet grey.

There is song there,
creation, celebration, mysticism and reality.

Through the cold from the north comes a new birth.
Icy waters from glacial places, cleansing.

Bring out the light, the creativity.
Share it.

White wizard, white wolf are here to not retreat
but to merge.

Icy waters wash in the spring.
Slow spring,
flowers breaking the cracks in the granite wide open.
birthing towards the sun.

Feel the sun warm the grey,
the granite, the city,
the smog, the dirty waters.

Blue wizards bring green.
Green brings clarity, cleanliness,
new.

High waves washing the shores,
washing the mind.
New white Earth springing from the ocean.

Deer roaming wild, poets living their mind,
white flowers, old people, smiling children.
Blue, light blue cities.
Dawning light.

Expectation. No fear,
just curiosity and joy.

What is to come, what is to come….?

Cecilia Gotherstrom, July 2012