Seabhean / Shamanic Teacher & Healer
About Amantha
Shamanic Teacher & Healer
I am a Seabhean/Shamanic Teacher and Healer and I follow the path of the Goddess. I started my spiritual work publicly in 1972 as a clairvoyant and moved into trance mediumship and healing within two years. I developed many tools along the Way with my spirit and ancestral teachers guiding me.
I work with groups, both here in Ireland, in Canada and in the United States on The Way of the Seabhean™ which includes Womyn’s Rites of Passage as well as offering Ancient Goddess Pilgrimages in Ireland.
I live in County Kerry, and am a mother of four and grandmother of four – my children are my greatest acts of creation.
My passion is the Land – returning to HER story – and I have been running Sacred Pilgrimages in Ireland since 1995.
Shamanic Teacher & Healer
I am a Seabhean/Shamanic Teacher and Healer and I follow the path of the Goddess. I started my spiritual work publicly in 1972 as a clairvoyant and moved into trance mediumship and healing within two years. I developed many tools along the Way with my spirit and ancestral teachers guiding me.
I work with groups, both here in Ireland, in Canada and in the United States on The Way of the Seabhean™ which includes Womyn’s Rites of Passage as well as offering Ancient Goddess Pilgrimages in Ireland.
I live in County Kerry, and am a mother of four and grandmother of four – my children are my greatest acts of creation.
My passion is the Land – returning to HER story – and I have been running Sacred Pilgrimages in Ireland since 1995.
My Story
My passion has always been the Land and stories. This Land has been my salve, my protectress, and my mother. It was to Her I would turn when in fear or pain. It was in Her arms I grew. It’s what kept me alive. It was the only thing that was real to me in my growing years. The only thing that fed me – spiritually, it fed my yearning, and it fed my needs. The Land gave solace to my pain. It brought beauty into my life. It brought life. It was the only time I felt life touch me, because I had withdrawn at a very early age – perhaps due to my undiagnosed dyslexia – and I found my sensitivity to other people’s emotions was overwhelming.
We lived, like thousands of other Irish families, in West Kilburn, London. For most immigrants at that time this dislocation from the land brought disruption and a dislocation from themselves.
My Hearth and Home
We would return to Ireland every year from when I was a babe in arms, and throughout the year it was the whole focus of the family. Often I would come over with the first relative in the summer and come back with the last. My hearth and home were always here, in Ireland. It was important for us to reconnect with the Land and our people. My Grandmother would always be waiting for us. The fire would always be lit, the kettle over the fire would be bubbling, the fresh bread would be made that day waiting on the table, neatly covered by a tablecloth, still warm, having been cooked in the cauldron.
My Grandmother, at four foot two inches (my Mother was four foot six inches), was ‘one of the little people’ and always wore black clothes with little black lace-up shoes. She wore a black shawl, which she would put over her head when she went out. She was a very slender woman with pure white silvery hair. Her features small, but her hands were big, as was her heart. Her passion was for life itself. She loved people. She loved the Land. The Land for her was the Mother and it was my Grandmother’s gift to me – the gift of the awareness of the earth as my Mother.
My Grandmother
People would come to my Grandmother; they would come with their needs and even children would ‘bunk off’ school to spend a day with her and she never told on them. She was a healer and a midwife. It’s said that she brought sixty-three children into the world and she never lost one. After the births, Granny would then live on the farm with the family until the woman was back on her feet again. She would do all the jobs that the woman had done, until the woman was able to resume her role, so she became everybody’s Granny. The whole community held her in that sense and they took care of her. She was kept, until the day she died, with milk, eggs, vegetables and meat from the kills – chicken, pork and lamb – plus of course the greatest food of all, love and company.
My Granny would take me out onto the Land, to talk to the fairy folk, taking our offerings of bread, butter and sugar sandwiches (which she said they liked the sweetness of) and sour cream, which she always maintained, they liked “better than porter”! We would go out onto the Land and there were special places that for her held the energy. We would sit and commune with the fairy folk and the Shining ones – the Tuatha Dé Danann. I visit some of those places in Pilgrimage, even to this day; along with other sites I have been drawn to or called to, by Her nature.
My life, like the wheel that continues to turn, brought me back again to Ireland to Honour Her nature.
When I used to return from London, the first thing I would do, was to run out into the field and lie on my back on the grass with my legs and arms open, like a star, and breathe. I would lie there until I would become the field. I would feel the hill holding me. I would become the hill and, then the valley; all the way up to the mountains and only then I felt truly home. Home in Her arms – safe. That for me was my Mother. It was the only time I was ‘home’.
Killarney 1995
The beginning of Celtic Soul Journeys; Pilgrimage and Teachings
I went to a psychotherapy conference in Killarney in 1995. It was the first time we had had an ‘alternative’ conference. I was so delighted that I had decided to attend. There were many people from the USA attending. I met some women who asked me to take them to sacred sites upon the Land and I panicked. I went into the bathroom, and turning inwards asked, “What do you want me to do, Great Mother, what do you want of me here?” In response I heard the words, “Bring them in Pilgrimage”. I came out and said, “Yes I will take you to the sites, we will first meditate together and I would ask you to open yourself to the energy of the Land”.
Thus, the next phase of my journey began. I wondered how I would feel taking people to my sacred, private, personal places – and I loved it. I loved sharing it with these women. I loved seeing the way they moved and grew, how they had their experiences and how it affected them. One woman who had been away from Ireland for many years just cried and cried at one of these places, she felt home again, it brought her back to herself. Another was able to talk about things she had never talked about to anybody. Opening to the Land in this way brought about shifts within, and an awareness of these shifts.
Reconnecting to the Land
Reconnecting to the Land reconnects us to ourselves. Being held by the Land brings deep healing, being held by the deep love of the Mother. When you can surrender unto that, healing and releasing takes place. Often no words are necessary; you move beyond the mind to the depth of the pain and ‘know’ you are heard, held and understood.
I also started teaching The Way of the Seabhean™ soon after I moved back, around the year 2000. Both the Pilgrimages and the Teachings have continually filled me with awe and humbleness, bearing witness to the growth and integration of Self that womyn embrace.
Testimonials
“… all these experiences to encounter our destiny – to remember our Selves, to live life more creatively.”
“Amantha Murphy’s teachings have completely changed my life – and my outlook on life. Amantha teaches from the most beautiful heart space I have ever experienced.
We are all called to this work for different reasons and the healing I received has been deep and profound. In Amantha’s trainings, we are fully seen and heard by our circle sisters; this recognition has created a profound healing within. The women I trained with are now my sisters; we are there for each other in times of life’s crises.
I’m now living my life embodying the Sacred Feminine. Daily, I feel held by the Mother, our Earth and all Her faces: Tlagchta, Cailleach, Bridget, Macha.
Amantha shares Life’s teachings with kindness, truth and harmlessness.”
“Dear Amantha! My soul will forever sing up the magic of the soul journey – deep love and thanks!”
“Dear Amantha, or should I say Beloved Goddess…It has been a great honour to be part of this journey and to be in your presence. This has felt like a homecoming for my soul. Thank you for being willing to share your light into the spaces where I only felt darkness. This truly was an amazing space and place to be part of. I look forward to what will unfold in the days and months to come.
My heart is full and I’m filled with gratitude.”
