The True Sacred Space: “Do, Don’t, and Monitor”


We have already touched on the true sacred space. Let's start there, because all things come from it. Some of the things I don't allow in my sacred space are: alcohol, drugs, gateway substances, the majority of modern "music", swearing, television, and the majority of modern films. I try to keep a very close eye... Continue Reading →

True Sacred Space: “It’s not the altar”


When people talk about sacred space, they invariably use the term to mean something very stereotypical - a church building, a circle, an altar, a shrine. While those are all nice to look at, what are they truly? Stuff. My mentor Alura has always taught that the spiritual journey is not part of life; life... Continue Reading →

Time to stop?


The reality of the times. People need to wake up!

Spiritually Awkward

Hello dear reader, if you are here it’s because you know my teachings to some degree and follow them in certain places. I thank you for your friendship and loyalty and doing so.

Over the years many of you have heard about my censorship issues. Sadly it’s been very difficult in trying to push forward with them. I have been extremely humble and patient throughout the process and I’ve tried to be very strong. However, I just posted on my Facebook today about what’s been on my mind, but I’d like to finish my thoughts here, so that perhaps others who are not following me on Facebook can also read it, if they follow here instead.

I’d like to start by saying that I know that all of my pages are rigged. I’ve been doing my own research and digging and I’ve come to discover a lot of bizarre stuff…

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Poetry: “Choosing Sides”


One of the poems chosen for the book.

The Whiteraven Net

I awoke one day to find

a cryptic lie had seized my mind.

I awoke one day to see

illusions claiming I was free.

I awoke one day to feel

the seven deadly, putrid seals.

I awoke one day to think

how near my soul came to the brink.

I awoke one day to do

what pride had begged me never to.

I awoke one day to dare

reject the darkened powers of air.

I awoke one day to know

the true … “above is so below”.

I awoke one day to stand

among the few meek of the land.

From The Ocean’s Made For Swimming Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.

Image found online and does not appear in poetry book. No copyright violation intended.

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