Geomancing the Stone

28/07/2025

Shamanic Drum Workshop 27.7.25

27/07/2025

The Midwife Drum Was Already at Work.

At the Seven Sisters Festival, I was reading for a pregnant woman.
Helping her reclaim her confidence after being frightened by another psychic’s harsh prediction. As she left my stall, a midwife arrived to collect the drum I had made especially for her.

The Midwife Drum was crafted with dream weaving, silk ties dyed in the colour of old blood, thirteen bells to honour the goddess’s moons, and high mountain bells from the Himalayas closest to Ra and divine clarity.

As the pregnant woman reclaimed her trust, the midwife simultaneously received the sacred tool made to support her in holding that very same space for other women.

The synchronicity was perfect. The drum’s powerful medicine for birthing had already begun.

Visit my website learn more about my Geomancy Readings and Drum Making www.geomancingthestone.com

24/07/2025

The Queen at the Table

During one of Rob’s readings, I was given a vision.
Some of the planets, each represented by a crystal rune, were seated around a long, regal banquet table, dressed in silks, gathered for something grand. And there, at the centre of it all, sat Rob.

She was the Queen. Holding the sword, the tool of air high above her.

Claiming her mind, her clarity, and her rightful place at the table.
This wasn’t just a pretty metaphor.

Her life was shifting fast, the patriarch of her family had passed, and the family dynamics were complex but Rob wasn’t fading into the background.
She was rising.
The sword she held was more than a symbol.
It was her truth. Her voice. Her presence.
And the runes made sure she saw it.

What would your story look like? Are you interested in finding out?
Try this link to book an online reading.

https://geomancingthestone.com/geomancy-readings/

23/07/2025

There is fire inside you. Let it burn what is no longer yours to carry.
As the Earth rises in frequency, anything false, heavy, or outdated begins to surface. Ego, fear, shame, self-destruction — these patterns can’t come with us.

🔥 This is your invitation to light a candle or fire.
Speak aloud what needs to be released.
Burn a note. Offer your pain. Stare into Fire and Let Fire transmute what your body is tired of holding.

Honour the Cauldron. Place your s**t inside it to burn, so you can let go of what is in the deep dark places of your Soul.
You do not need to be perfect to be purified.
This is sacred work. Let the fire help you rise.

If something came to mind reading this, it’s ready to be released. Light your flame. Speak it out. Share with us below: I will start the conversation. I’m sharing my favourite fire ceremony with Candle Work in the comments below.

23/07/2025

Thanks Leon,

You take stunning photo's.

I am getting a reboot and rebore (old school language) of my website at the moment, and stunning images like this decorative drum I made for sale will definitely help me.

My Plan:

Make it easy for people to purchase drums, other products I make and book all of my Geomancy Services, all in the one place.

I have moved through a lot of resistance recently to nurture my plan.

So much more is coming forward for me in my business. Watch this space.

I will ask for your help soon to checkout my ancient/new Oracle.

I want to know what questions you have about how and why Odin's Magical Oracle has just come to light.

I will soon be offering this magic through my website but I need my website doctor DIY Digital to help first🥲☹️🥺

Tech is not my forte, but I am having fun gathering the big picture look at what I offer, even if things on my website has crashed a bit.

22/07/2025

21/07/2025

Inside a Geomancy Reading: What to Expect, Feel, and Remember

A Geomancy reading isn’t just about answers—it’s a sacred space to be seen, heard, and guided by the Earth herself.

What actually happens in a Geomancy reading?

You sit in a sacred space, whether in person or online and we begin by opening the circle with intention. You may already have a question in your heart, or we may simply ask, “What does your higher self want to reveal right now?”

I place the Medicine Wheel cloth before us. Crystals are cast intuitively & respectfully.
They carry energy, stories, patterns.
And they know where to land.
I see the cast held gently on the cloth.

From there, the Earth speaks.
We don’t rush. We sit with what shows up.
You’ll see how crystals fall into certain quadrants
How they relate to your body, your home, your emotions, your future.
It’s not fortune telling. It’s soul telling.

You might cry. You might laugh.

Often, people feel a wave of recognition, like their life just clicked into place.
Each reading is layered.

You’ll receive insights and guidance that may echo for days, weeks, or even years.
And once the reading ends, you’ll leave with more than clarity.

You’ll leave with a deeper relationship to the Earth, your own intuition, and the story you’re here to live.

Curious about what a reading feels like? Come sit in the circle with me and experience it for yourself. Book your reading today https://geomancingthestone.com/geomancy-readings/

21/07/2025

I know that singing to the water helps.

I know the God's like Odin from the Norse mythology shower us with love trying to improve our faith.

Some days it's not easy to know how many species has been knocked out of our ocean and waters with the algal bloom doing so well.

Spirit Bear. Thankyou.

Please protect us from ourselves. Show us enlightenment, and faith that we are not sitting on our hands.

“The Spirit of the Winter Moon”
In the heart of the northern forest, where the snow blankets the earth in silence and the moon watches like an ancient guardian, there walks a being known only in whispers — Makwa the Spirit Bear.

The Elders say he is not merely an animal, but a protector of the land, born when the first drumbeat echoed through the trees and the stars opened their eyes.

Makwa was adorned with feathers not by hand, but by ancestors who walk between worlds — warriors and wisdom-keepers who left behind no footprints, only stories carried by wind and fire. Around his neck, he wore tokens from the Earth: bones, beads, and strands of sacred bark — each one a memory, a promise.

They say that when the land is in pain — poisoned by greed, scarred by steel, or forgotten by those who only see borders — Makwa awakens.

He does not roar.

He walks.

Slow. Powerful. Unstoppable.

With each step, trees lean to listen. Snowflakes pause mid-air. The forest remembers its truth.

One winter, under the full moon, a child named Eluna wandered away from her village. She was curious — not foolish, just hungry for stories her people no longer told. As the cold grew fierce, she stumbled, lost and frightened, tears freezing on her cheeks.

That’s when she saw him.

Makwa.

Towering. Silent. Glowing faintly in the moonlight.

She expected fear. But all she felt was warmth — not from the snow, but from her blood remembering something older than language.

Makwa didn’t speak. But his eyes told her the truth:

“You are the land, and the land is you. Protect it, and it will protect you.”

Then he vanished into the trees, his prints already fading in the fresh snow, like a dream wrapped in fur and smoke.

Eluna returned home — not just safe, but changed.

She would grow to become a voice for her people, a keeper of songs, and a fierce defender of the Earth. And every full moon, she would leave a feather at the edge of the woods — a thank-you to the bear who reminded her who she was.
Please message me with the image you’re referring to, and I’ll gladly send you the poster link!

19/07/2025

The Return of the Lost Tribes

The Lost Tribes are rising.
Not from maps.
Not from history books.
But from within us.
They are the parts of us that wandered too far from joy.

The soul fragments that got buried beneath busyness, silence, or sorrow.
The ones that knew the songs, the patterns, the star paths — and simply forgot.
But now the rhythm calls them home.

The Ancient Future Drums were made to help us remember.
To bring back the joy, the connection, the spiritual courage we thought we’d lost.
Not just for ourselves, but for the little ones watching. For the ones who still believe in magic, even if they’ve never been shown how to use it.

These drums hold the Golden Portal —
A frame of remembrance.
A sound that says: You belong.
You are not broken.
You are a child of Earth and star.
And it’s time to take your place in the circle again.
The Lost Tribes were never truly lost.
They were just waiting for.

Join my workshop to make your own ancient future drum with me in September 7th in Sellicks Beach. You’ll leave not only with a powerful healing tool, but with a deeper connection to your own rhythm, your own spirit, and the heart of Mama Gaia. Click the link to secure your spot.

https://www.eventbrite.com.au/e/ancient-future-drums-a-sacred-workshop-for-kinesiology-beyond-tickets-1377026145269?aff=oddtdtcreator

17/07/2025

The inspiration for these rattles was born from witnessing my sister's lifelong partnership with horses, and a beautiful act of trust between her and a 93-year-old man — both swapping ponies to serve each other's next stage of life.

As I crafted rattles for each pony, I read their energies, listening deeply to which crystals belonged in each. Even as the hides dried, the story of who would be the steady one and who would play the role of cheeky leader revealed itself.
This work is alive.
It listens.
It serves.

Commissioning Your Rattle:
When you commission a Personalized Horse Medicine Rattle, you are not simply purchasing a tool. You are stepping into a sacred process:
We will gently explore where you are in your journey.

I will sit with Spirit, the animals, and your story as I create.
Your rattle will be uniquely yours, holding the medicine you need at this time.
You will receive not only the rattle, but the full energetic imprint of its creation.

What You Receive:
One-of-a-kind Personalized Horse Medicine Rattle
Your choice of handle size (where applicable)
Crystals, seeds, and fillings selected specifically for you
Calico carry bag
Care instructions
The story of your rattle’s creation

Ready to Begin?
Commissioning a personalized rattle is an act of trust, partnership, and devotion to your healing movement. If you feel called, I invite you to reach out, and we will begin the conversation.