Little Ninjas ...

Wham .. the shot whooshed faster than light! Faster than thought!

Mysterious spirit forces move faster than physical, mental and emotional reality... Whoosh!! Crack!

I barely moved my head (psyche) back .. as the energy of the little Ninjas sped past my consciousness...

Wow! What was that ??

Seamus the Leprechaun fell backwards laughing!

"Do you really find this funny??!" I asked ...

Haha! Hahaha .. Ha haha .. Was all I heard.

The little Leprechaun floated above the situation as the energy sped close to my head... directed out from my inner being. It could not have been from the little Leprechaun, cos he was rolling backwards laughing. Who just did that?

A group of little Ninjas appeared floating before me. Duh!! Who are you guys???

"We just want to let you know that we are here .. that's all .. " they said.

Oh! My! God! I can't believe this! Little Leprechauns are bad enough; but a group of little Ninjas ?? I mean! Who is in control of my life? Me or you guys? And! Where did you come from anyway?

Seamus the Leprechaun stomped hard on my crown chakra ..

"An' .. Ya' better be polite to yer little friends." he said.

"Ach! You humans are so arrogant! Ye' think y'are the only life in the universe!"

I looked more carefully at the little Ninjas, and I did kind of recognize them. Sort of! I mean .. they seemed familiar!

They kind of reminded me of Orihime Inoue's, six princess-shielding flowers, Santen Kesshun .. I mean! Does everyone have these kinds of .. of .. powers?

Stomp!! Seamus jumped up and down... Ouch! As though that would help!!

The little Ninjas disappeared in a haze of light!

"There is much more inside human beings than yer think!" said Seamus.

I had to reflect carefully on what I had just seen. It is true! Humans on Earth have more going on inside them than they realize. Strange forces work with us and protect us. In fact, human are loved by forces of life and nature .. we are truly blessed. But how many of us know this?

How many of us know that magical forces love and protect us?

And .. do we humans love those forces in return ??

Seamus and the little Ninjas were silent...

Leprechauns .. & Lots of Them

It was December 31st, 2011 .. and I was dreaming of leprechauns .. lots of them... I thought to myself that my Scots and Irish ancestors must have been seein' these strange beings all the time .. an' way before I was born.

Since November I had not seen nor heard from Seamus .. and I thought that at last I was free from having a little leprechaun in a green jacket wearing a tall black hat landing with a bump on top of my head. Peace glorified .. until I saw him (and all of them) in my dreams.

The returning leprechauns were not out hiding in some old oak tree in the middle of a field .. but they were hiding in plain sight right in the middle of our human world.

People were wandering around with eyes to see the material world .. but in the dream all the humans were 'blind' and the leprechauns (who could see everything) were dancing and laughing .. unseen by humans in their dense and 'righteous' three dimensional world.

I woke up to an apartment filled with various sizes of leprechauns...

"Seamus!" I exclaimed, "what are you all doing here?!!"

"Haha! Hahaa!" cried Seamus .. "An' may the rainbow shine forever on your path... " he exclaimed.

"What ar' all these leprechauns doing in my apartment?"

"We ar' movin' in .. don't ya know!!"

"But don't we need fields, an' oak trees, an' special cairns .. with squirrels and acorns and maybe a mountain or two .. for leprechauns?" I asked.

I mean .. it's embarrassing to have the magic people of the ancient world without having a magic setting. I always imagine something like out of Tolkien's Lord of The Rings, with Hobbits and Elves and Wizards.

Well, Seamus jumped right bang on the crown chakra of my head.

"An' where do we all live?" he asked.

"On the Earth?" I answered sheepishly.

"An' where does the Earth live?" asked Seamus.

That was a tough one .. where does the Earth live? How should I know where the Earth lives?!!

Seamus did not wait for me to answer the question.

"The Earth lives in yer heart..." was all he said.

Little Leprechauns With Green Hats

Oh! No! Now they are attacking, 'little men in green hats' !!

"Ah! Haha.. " laughed Seamus the Leprechaun... "and how do you think those fat humans look from our world? Don't ya know!" he added with a smile.

"I don't know how they look, cos I'm here.." I answered. "Look at the trouble you got me in, you little Leprechaun .. now they are going to say I am taking things called substances." I said as he laughed with a back flip roll.

The Leprechaun, all dressed in green and wearing a black hat, tumbled a triple back somersault and landed on top of my head. Like an ancient Japanese Zen Master he liked to bop me on the head whenever I wasn't paying attention.

"Look at them now! Blabbering about somethin' they don't have a clue about!" Said Seamus laughing.

I had to admit the Little Leprechaun was right. The Catholic and other religious belief priests of the 'established order' common-day-propaganda really were simply following a set system of controls established as the energy cycle fell to its lowest order.

"An' what have you ever takin' in yer entire life?" asked the little Leprechaun.
"Nothing! Not-a-thing," I answered... "but who is going' to believe me!"

Yep! He was right! I was born like this. I had no choice in the matter...
Well, that is not exactly true! I did have a choice .. and I refused to turn my back on the forces of nature who gave birth to my spirit and who gave me a home on this Earth.

With the established religious hierarchy spreading across the entire world, colonizing one culture after the next .. destroying unique cultural perception over thousands of years .. the lowest point was established with the spread of the Roman Empire expanding cultural genocide across the Planet.

"There's nothin' yer can take on this entire Earth that would get the mind as close as ye' ar' .. " said Seamus the Leprechaun.

"An' sure they are gonna try as much as they can .. " he continued, "But that is what religion is, it's a drug alterin' the mind's O' people."

Yep! The Leprechaun was right, sure enough! They are more addicted to their conflicts than they are to peace. Each human family fighting the next, addicted to the adrenaline drug of division, opposition and conflict.

"But! Ya know! It's all fear.. " said Seamus .. "Each human family does not see that the other is themselves and that nature is the key... "

"And what is it they are all afraid of?" I asked.

"Truth!" said the Leprechaun .. and he wasn't laughing at all!

Leprechaun Elixir

"I'll drink to that!" said the Leprechaun dancing on my head...
"Let's have a little dram!"
"Ouch!" I shouted .. "That's my head your treadin' on Mr. Leprechaun."
"Just call me Shamus!" he shouted as he pulled a small gold flask out of his belt.
"Don't you mean Seamus?" I asked, hoping he would not bop me on the head.
"Sure, that too..." was all he said, in reply.

Oh! How can I see the golden flask when he is right on top of my head?
"It's magic," said Shamus, "magic!"
"Could you get off my head if you are goin' to drink a dram."
I asked, trying to sound polite.
"An' what ar' ye afraid of?" asked the small Leprechaun.
"Surely, not of a little dram!"

"Sure! What if you get drunk and affect my crown chakra!" I said trying not to sound worried.

At that, Shamus laughed so hard he almost fell off my head .. I felt him tug at the back of my hair as he caught himself; but he did not stop laughing. I tried not to get a headache and like a cat who has fallen off a wall, I tried to appear calm and dignified.

"An, what is this with yer whining?" asked the Leprechaun tugging on my hair.
"Hey, stop disturbing my crown charkra up there! I could lose my enlightenment!"

Shamus just laughed and took a drink from his gold flask...

Oh! No! Knowing the reputation of Leprechauns with their music, dancing and drinking .. it had to be a good dram of whiskey he was drinking down. What influence on my mind would a drunk Leprechaun have - I dreaded to think.

Shamus laughed out loud as I waited for a crown chakra equivalent of a hangover; but instead of that I began to understand...
"What are you drinking?" I asked sheepishly.
"Spirits," said the Leprechaun.
"What kind of SPIRITS?" I asked.
"Haha .. It's an ELIXIR, don't ya know!!" was all he said.
"You mean it's not Irish whiskey?" I asked.

The Leprechaun did not answer, he simply took another dram from his gold flask and then he put back the top and carefully tucked the flask back into his black belt.

From way far away I heard: Elixir was an important part of the Philosopher's Stone, used by alchemists to transmute base metals into gold. Generally, this is not to be confused with the more powerful Leprechaun's dram, which was considered an act of fluid magic in the more fixed 3D world. The Leprechaun's dram remains a secret until today despite attempts by the church to extract and steal their green magic...

The Leprechaun Sanctuary

There he was again - the little Leprechaun; but he had grown to almost three times his size and then some again. I thought Leprechaun's were small little people... He was sitting on my shoulder with his arm lounging across the top of my head. All dressed in green and laughing to himself as he watched my reaction...

"How did you change your size?" I asked the Leprechaun.
"Ha, haha, ha... don't ya know!" was all he said.
"Should you be leaning on my head like that!" I said telepathically.
"Haha .. " he laughed as he changed back to a little man sitting cross-legged on my shoulder, and I wonder how he did it!
"What makes yer think we are small?" he said, statement like.
"Dunno!" I replied, as I walked under the blossoming pink cherry trees.

"All ya need to focus on is the Leprechaun Sanctuary .. " he said looking pretty serious and all. "Because, all my friends from the Emerald Isle will be joining us soon .. and that's to be true."

There he goes again about his 'Leprechaun Sanctuary', although I thought it was a pretty good idea. I mean, why not? I wondered how many friends he had all waiting to leave Ireland...

"Just you get it ready!" was all he said.
I guess if they inhabit quantum space then I should find a place with a good harmonic resonance where the Leprechauns can easily come and go between our world and theirs. "And then there will be the Elves and the Faeries too, just so you know." he said without laughing.

Elves and faeries? What does he mean?
I have to admit that a good place full of Leprechauns, Elves and Faeries is a fine place to be. "And what will happen if the locals see you?" I asked, just so I could be prepared.

"Locals!" he shouted at the top of his voice... and then he quietened down again. "Ach, they kicked our human friends off the land a long time ago... and they have nothing left because of it."

I wonder where our people are? I thought. Did the Mayan's predict their return? Does the whole planet only belong to 'humans' or do people have to learn to share the planet with other life forms?

"Will the Sanctuary make a difference?" I asked the Leprechaun.
"Just you wait and see..." he said.

Leprechaun On my Mind

Keep walking... he said... [with a small leprechaun Irish accent]
But what are you doing up there on the crown chakra of my head?
I though, but did not ask!

The small leprechaun all dressed in green, wearing a tall black hat and a small black belt with a .. was that a gold buckle? (I did not ask...)

Why is the leprechaun sitting on top of my head?
But, would change and appear like a beautiful swirling green flaming lotus bud cone.

I thought leprechauns were little people. I did not know they could change into geometric energy forms! Maybe they are more advanced that we realise! Maybe the Picts, the Celts and the Gauls were more advanced than we realise!

I kept walking...
but I was nervous about the green light vortex hovering above my head.
"Should you be hovering up there over my crown chakra?" I sheepishly asked.
"And, isn't this the perfect place to be sitting!" he replied.

Keep walking keep thinking...

I don't usually think when I walk. I observe the sky, the plants, the light of the day.

Keep walking keep thinking...

"Where do you hear thoughts?" he asked.

I was suddenly transported into a new reality awareness of the whole brain/mind of the human being. I discovered that Leprechauns can convey whole concepts in less than a second. Much faster than thought and much faster than language.

It was such a strange question, as I began to observe where thinking occurs.
It is inside the brain - inside the skull - right up there inside the head.

I can tell you that the thoughts were not appearing right up there inside the head, inside the skull, inside the brain... and the leprechaun just laughed aloud.

The leprechaun danced and laughed as he watched me try to figure out where my thoughts come from. All I can say is - you really have to pay attention.

I heard my thoughts in the space between the heart and the throat.
It certainly alters the meaning behind Socrates: The Cave Dwellers...

The little leprechaun seemed to defy me to hear the thinking process inside my brain/skull as I really paid attention while thinking ... but ...

"The process does not resonate inside the skull," said the leprechaun on my mind.

The Black Hat Leprechaun

He was a little man all dressed in green, with small black boots, a back belt and wearing a tall black hat. He appeared before me with his hands on his hips, looking pretty serious to be true.. but then (all of a sudden) he started to laugh.

He laughed rolling to the East and rolling to the South.. He laughed kicking his legs and rolling to the North... and rolling to the West.. and then he got pretty serious again - the little man that he was - as he put his hands on his hips and looked at me as though I had appeared in front of him out of nowhere (so to speak).

"..and where is your hat?" he asked.
Looking me up and down with the most serious gaze I ever saw.
"I don't have a hat!" I replied. Thinking I must be mad to be answering a Leprechaun.

The little man looked at me with a sad look of pity as he slowly shook his head. "Ach... we had better get you a hat and pretty fast.. " he replied... and I had to follow him into town that day to look for a hat.

The thing is, you never insult a Leprechaun..
Well.. Others may take the chance; but the Celtic people know all kinds of dangers and mayhem can arise when you insult the 'little people'. So, due to my ancestral upbringing I had no choice but to go into town and find a Leprechaun hat...

"What do I need a hat for?" I asked the Leprechaun, trying to be polite.
"I need something to sit on," he replied with a straight face, "I mean.. sitting on your shoulder is not as comfortable as sitting on th' soft brim o' a hat!"
Sitting on my shoulder? What does he mean? I did not dare to ask...

"Ach! Look at that! To be sure, is that not a pretty hat!" the Leprechaun called out dancing and leaping in the air.. I looked around me to make sure no one else could see him, which seemed to be the case - as no one else payed any attention to the large black wide-brim hats.

"look at that! Look at that!" he cried.. and indeed, I looked at the hats in disbelief.
I mean, I had to try them on to be polite to the Leprechaun as I attempted to blend in to the environment - so as not to be noticed '-)

It sure looked strange; but I have to admit the wide brim hats looked good.. it's just that I looked a bit like an Irish Leprechaun disguised as a human.. I mean really! He cannot be serious, I thought.. as the Leprechaun danced a jig...

"It's perfect! It's perfect!" he cried. "It's perfect!" and he danced some more.
"I look like those men-in-black.." I said.
"And, doesn't it look wonderful... " he replied.

As I left the shop with the perfect black wide brim hat I wondered what I had let myself in for? After all .. I try to stay anonymous and not draw attention to myself!!
I prefer not to be noticed .. maybe I could wear the hat only in the house?

Unfortunately, the leprechaun insisted I take the hat out of the bag and put it on.. as the first snow of the year began to fall from the skies above us... Well, it wasn't so bad, as the brim of the hat kept the drifting snowflakes out of my eyes.

The little green Leprechaun sat cross-legged, up front, on the brim of my new hat. "Ach! It's prefect!" he said with a smile.

I quietly walked for some time in the snow until a though came into my mind.
"Should you be sitting up there close to my third-eye?" I asked him.
The Leprechaun shook his head.. "And isn't this the perfect place to sit?" he replied. "That's our place... don't y' know!"

I walked along some more and thought about what he said.. the Celts had a long history with the little people, with the Leprechauns, Elves and the Faeries.. sure enough - the third-eye is the part of the human mind closest to these mysterious realms and mysterious beings. But why had they visited me? Other than that I could see them and few others could...

"Ar' you come from Ireland?" I asked the little man.
The Leprechaun made a sound of disgust.. tschiitt.. and then he and I were quiet..
"Ar' you an Irish Leprechaun?" I asked after some long pause.
"Just call me Seamus," he replied, "cos I am not going to tell you my real name - that's to be sure!"

My boots crunched through the silence in the snow, deep enough for November. Seamus was not quiet for long... "We're immigrating," he said.

Of course!! I thought as much!!
Given the turbulence and land destruction of the Emerald Isle.

"It was bad enough when they were callin' us devills, back in those Middle-Ages." he said. "And do y' know why?" he asked.
"Not really!" I replied.
The Leprechaun laughed a mischievous laugh.. "Ha! Cos we wouldn't give them our gold!" he said. "An' we wouldn't share our magic with them, nor give them any tricks to use. That is why they demonised us, don't y' know."

The little green man with the black hat danced a few vortexes around and laughed aloud. He did not look threatening or dangerous; but one can never take a leprechaun for granted or assume they are to be pushed around - because Leprechauns live for a long long time beyond human lifespans.

"Did y' hear it!" he said putting both hands on his hips and staring me blank in the face as a tiny tinkling bell echoed from every corner around the silence of the falling snow. It's a sound impossible to describe. Tiny bells as loud as anyone could imagine, singing their tones from quantum space.

I did not need to answer, because it was not a question.. there are some realities we are fortunate to experience - if those realities allow us into their world. Man at war with nature is not a good position to be in, no matter who you are. Nature has existed for time unaccounted and the Earthman has not really been around that long at-all...