A Brutish Lout

Inga and I had a wonderful Thanksgiving dinner with friends this year here in Seattle. Before eating, we conversationally covered a lot of ground, from encounters with wildlife, to a study that measured the attunement of plants to human emotions, to vegetarianism. The mention of deer and plants caused me to remember a healing I had experienced about 25 years ago. My grandparents had asked me to come stay at their home in Northern Wisconsin over the Thanksgiving weekend while they were out of town on vacation. Read the rest of this entry »

Happy New Year!

Snoqualmie Pass

Capricorn 2002 completes our third year of publishing this newsletter. As I look back at all those newsletters, I’m struck by all the personal growth that I’ve experienced in that time. At the same time, I feel a daily frustration and lack of patience with the rate of progress in my growth and that of the world around me. This clearly demonstrates why Inga advises us all to keep a journal to combat this feeling. That feeling of frustration does serve one good purpose in that it indicates to me that there is more work to be done on my worldview. Read the rest of this entry »

What I Did On My Summer Vacation

I knew I was overdue for a vacation, especially with the extreme chaos of the past 12 months at work. And yet, it really didn’t sink in how out of shape my body/spirit/mind alignment was until I got in the saddle and took off on an 8-day motorcycle tour of Glacier National Park in Montana and the Canadian Rockies. Read the rest of this entry »

What Can I Reliably Control In My Life?

I discovered a surefire way to dramatically elevate my anxiety level. All I have to do is try to control or guarantee the outcome of a situation. Works like magic every time! If I stick to what I can control, then I’m fine. So what can I reliably control? My actions: what I say and how I move my body and the energy, or emotions, that I hold within my body. Beyond that, I’m pushing others to follow my will and there are a number of problems with that: Read the rest of this entry »

A Hypnotic State

“I’m not sure I can be hypnotized.” Inga and I hear that a lot and that intrigues us because as we’ve explored the astral and spirit realms, we’ve come to think of the reality of the conscious, logical mind as the “trance” or hypnotic state. Why? Read the rest of this entry »

Are You A Shaman?

A dear friend asked me the other day if I am a shaman. I almost jumped out of my skin as I wonder about that quite a bit these days and I felt a higher consciousness challenging me, through my friend, to take a stand on the matter. So I took a deep breath and answered him with as much conviction as I could muster. “I’m training to be one.” Then I added hopefully, “I’d like to be a shaman.” Read the rest of this entry »

Personal and Planetary Transformation

If you have visited our website, you’ve seen the phase “personal and planetary transformation” on our home page. Do you wonder what we mean by that? I ponder it often as I look for ways to act upon it in my daily life. To shed some light on it, let’s start with the definition of transformation: Read the rest of this entry »

September 11, 2001

This is going to be a rather lengthy edition of the Duncan Domain. I had other projects to report on but an event occurred on September 11, 2001 that has pushed all that aside for now. I’ll first report on the spiritual healing activities that Inga and I and others have been doing and then I’ll share my emotional and rational response to the event. Read the rest of this entry »

Conveying Souls To The Light

Inga and I were recently asked to cleanse an apartment of any astral entities before the new renters moved in. This would be the first time Inga and I have collaborated on such a task so I asked what she’d like me to do. She suggested that I follow her from room to room as she checked for the presence of entities with her pendulum and “smudged” each room with cedar smoke while I “sealed” each room with white light. I learned this sealing technique from White Elk, my spiritual teacher, in response to my nightly sleep often being interrupted by uninvited astral “guests”. Read the rest of this entry »

Souls On The Little Bighorn Battlefield

The more my good friend Joe kept insisting that we motorcycle out to the Little Bighorn Battlefield in Montana, the more I insisted that I had little interest in going there. To humor him, I finally assented and we made plans to go. A dear friend at work who has been there couldn’t wait to hear what happened when I visited the site and I assured her that her glee and anticipation were for naught. This was going to be a Joe thing, not a Scott thing. Yeah, right! Read the rest of this entry »