My Spirituality...My Thoughts and Memories of My Gifts and Ghosts...Sage

My Spirituality

by Donna Whisenhunt Hunter Just watched the movie "The Marsh" and it reminded me of my childhood as far back as I can remember and before (will explain that) and all the things that happened to me in addition to the ghosts and the angels stories...

I begin by telling you all about when I was very small (I can remember all the way back to the womb), I was asking my parents where this old abandoned house was, where we walked thru and I felt something bad had happened. It was out in the country. In one room was a black pump and unconnected old rotary dial phone...I felt someone had moved out in a hurry...the old house was overgrown with vines and tall weeds and lots of trees...My mother and dad looked at each other, and my mother said how I could remember (although she knew I had a gift or a curse as sometimes I looked at it and not understanding at such a young age). She said she was pregnant with me..I began telling her of other places that I remember in great detail, all before I was born...

When I was three too about five years of age....behind us was an old Catholic Orphanage, huge place...My mother used to take me by the hand and walk me by there often ..noon or early evening walks and we would see the nuns out in front with the children playing....Often (my room was across the house from my parents), I would see spirits of young boys...they would come to my window and come inside and I was terrified and would go to the bathroom, get in the bath, and scream and cry til someone heard me and they would take me to their bed to sleep..they wouldnt sleep in my room for some reason...my dad had said once (he being the native american with the sight as well as my mother and my celtic grandmothers, who were naturals as well), said I scared him and what he felt and saw he could not sleep in my room...often they would find me under their bed in the mornings asleep...In that house, I kept having reoccuring dreams of us trying to flee that house and make it up the hill off the dead end and something kept grabbing me back away from my parents and newborn sister...I had this dream for years...I later did research and visited the old abandoned home and found it was an old boys home...There was a head nun there who did mean and torturous things to some of the boys there and those victims were buried in the basement..also a janitor hung himself in the bell tower there..Later a friend of mine and I visited and she could see the nuns following me in the unfenced portion of the old home by the bell tower and I could feel and hear the janitor, his feelings as he took his life...There has been many attempts for the place to be opened up as a bed and breakfast and the hauntings are so bad there that noone will finish the place..It is on the national registry as a haunted place as is the old Catholic hospital nearby that I also snuck into with my friend and we couldnt stay because of the feelings there were too intense and messing with me inside my head and we both ran...It may be under Benedictine Hospital and I dont know exactly the boys home name but it was a Catholic Boys Orphange in Guthrie, Oklahoma...

I have always been able to look inside of people or see their eyes..some of them, well most of them I can feel their pain and see things that are too personal for me to keep reading..I quit reading the tarot cards because it is too personal...everyonce in awhile I get my deck out and look at it and it sings to me...I am more of a nature shaman, I read nature, and I love that...I read the signs of the animals and the trees singing and the waving wildflowers and the bees...there I am my most happiest..especially close to water and in the woods where I do camp alot and breathe easy....I have lived in the country and lived only off the land with a few things like flour, milk and sugar with my 3 babies and then husband, and I gave thanks to Father God and Mother Earth for their gifts to keep us alive and the growth of my big gardens and my chickens and eggs and rabbits, the gift of venison and quail...I always replace if I pick a flower or a leaf or pick something up from the ground of strands of my hair in thanks and praise...

I still have messages, my guides are three ancient Indian women sitting around a fire..One message they gave me was too my daughter, they spelled it out in deers blood on the side of the teepee they were in inside, telling my daughter to always be a warrioress, be strong and never give up..that is the nature of my daughter and I raised her with this inside of her...sometimes I get messages for those who are close to me from the old guides and I can either hear what they are saying or it is written out for me...There are a few people, including my mother I can speak with without said word...from other places, rooms....

I always feel a darkness if something bad is too happen..I then pray to Father God and the angels for help and to turn the tides of anything bad...my gut has never wrong...One time I was in a town visiting my dads twin sister far away from my father and mother..I had an intuitive dream so intense (when they are this intense I tell the others, but only in very much intensity)...I saw my dad fall off a boat at the lake and I was underwater seeing this, as he fell into the boat prop and it cut off his arm...I called my dad shaken and crying...they own a lake place and they were too go out on the boat that next day. Lets just say, they canceled the boating plans for that day...

I have seen the spirit or what I perceive the spirit of Jesus at the head of my bed when I was afraid and praying for intervention...I believe my grandmothers spirit is my protection as well as Father God and Mother Earth and her messages..I am very worried at how Mother Earth is being treated right now and fear the worst with some of natures onset of hurricanes and storms and tornados as well as Global Warming...

Where my girlfriend used to live, there seemed to be just an open portal within..I used to see blue balls of energy literally cracking with electricity coming from the kitchen and wonder down the hall to the back room..I had/have a young man in a tan shirt follow me and often there, a couple of times I remember for sure, when my girlfriend and I would have a glass of wine, my wine glass would explode, the lights would go on and off or the tv and I can never wear watches..my energy stops them...

I spent many a afternoon sitting in the cemetary with my natural mediums, my maternal grandmothers, my great grandmother and grandmother, tending all the families gravesites and exploring and feeling the feelings around me..I was never afraid there, but full of sights and memories not of my own and the stories of my grandmothers and the pioneer days and old depression days, of the wild country at these times...it was wonderful. Then we would sit down at an old star/pentagram marble game and play it til the Irish stew was done that my great grandmother would always cook me in her big iron skillet I have to this day...

When my great grandmother was passing, she would talk often of the old Indian guide and his beautiful Indian wife standing next to her shoulder..her angels I believe...and when my grandmother passed on the table she told me of a beautiful place where the peace and the love was so overwhelming and the music was something noone had ever heard of and could never recreate on this earth...and the family and friends were all around...I am not afraid to die..I have had many visions of meeting Father God in the heavens above the mountains..I know I am not afraid of God..He is my friend, and I talk to Him always, whether its walking down my beloved trails or in bed at night..He is there...

I have started opening my eyes to my gifts...they are all still there..messages, sights, intuition, angels and Divine Help...I am thankful for what God has put in me and I dont believe in waking up bad things or delving into bad things..I will not invoke and I will not play with ouija boards..my grandmothers warned me of such things..

I choose to live as a open vessel of God and the Angels, Nature and Natural things..healing, herbs, animals and the moon and sky..the waters and the sun...I try to love everyone and I give everyone a chance to be my friend..I do believe in Karma, what comes around comes back to you..I do believe in many theologies and philosophers that I believe were prophets in their own places and time...and I believe very much in the Bible and especially the Songs of Solomon, Proverbs and the Psalms..the songs of David..and many stories and metaphors of all theology...I am an enigma and I am only myself and my experiences here in this life..I believe in using the knowledge that Father God has given me on Mother Earth in energy and I do not use it for bad, only good things and happiness for those I love...

I just felt I had to write this and let people know who I really am and have always been and not fight what I am..a creature from here and other times...a creature of the heavens and now here on earth...:) I love you all and wish for everyone to have good health, love and happiness...Sage

Its who I am

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