I went for a Shaman's Earthwalk,
here in Austria, yesterday. I’d thought
that I was just heading out for a walk ‘to clear the cobwebs’, but one
sign/animal led to another, and…
- white stork
- kill site
- mistletoe
- crows
- “just observe”
- white stork
- a fox, or a deer?
- hawks
- many deer
- sign to leash your dog – don’t scare the rabbits
- ‘crib’ with hay in it
- 2 deer circled round and crossed behind me
I’d started
out on a snowy path that traversed a farmer’s field. A stork flew up and
crossed through some woods to the right. It wasn’t the direction I’d planned on going, but I’d been getting
signs lately that suggested I think
less and go with the flow, so I ‘listened’ and headed in.
I’d been
into this small patch of trees (and creek) a few times before. On one of those
trips, I’d found the bones of a young deer that I assumed had been shot and
left. It wasn’t long before I’d discovered what I’d been sent in to find this time… on the slope ahead of me, it
didn’t take much of a guess as to what that dark, motionless mound was… another deer.
I got up
close (but I won’t describe the scene). I wondered about the person who’d
caused this death. Was it for the sake of ‘sport’, or some farmer’s idea of
vigilante conservation? I imagined frustration or powerlessness was closer to
the truth. I said prayers, I held space, and then I moved on, ruminating on
what action I might take.
I passed by
some trees covered with mistletoe. My sister had told me that wherever there
was mistletoe, ‘heart healing’ was required (and taking place). I saw crows off
to my right, a reminder of how difficult it can be to understand the way that
Spirit works to heal, the difference between Spirit’s Laws and the laws – the ‘right
and wrong’ – of mankind. Just then, clearly, I heard the message, “just observe”.
“Just observe? You have got to be kidding me!” I knew I had to trust it, but that was a really difficult message to hear. Is this what my lifedream this time around
was for, I wondered? And then I
heard, faintly, “…for the time being, at least.” (…although I can’t be sure
that I didn’t proffer that addendum myself).
Once out of
the woods, my tears of frustration wiped and dried, I saw another(?) stork. I
followed again, in the direction of another, larger, farther-off woods.
Barely
perceptible, an animal that was either a fox or a really small deer ran across
a large field towards where I was headed. It didn’t matter that I couldn’t know
for sure what it was. Because it
appeared in a way that led me to wonder whether it was a fox, I knew it as a
message about ‘camouflage’, the idea about whether to stay ‘hidden’ or not.
Deer, I take as a message to be gentle with myself (and others – it’s the only
way to get to Sacred Mountain). Taken together, I took it as a message not to
beat myself up about whether I make a stink about what I’d seen or not.
…hawks... ‘focus
on my role as messenger’.
Once in
these (new) woods, I saw a lot of
deer. I tried to be careful not to frighten them out of their protective cover.
I followed birds and – when there didn’t seem to be other visible signs to
guide me – birdsong. I skirted the inside
edge of the wood, and crossed a road with a sign warning people entering to
keep their dogs on a leash, to prevent them scaring the wildlife. The sign included
a picture of an aggressive dog and a terrified rabbit. The message here: refrain
from sticking to old loyalties that won’t serve any more – acting aggressively will
just rouse people’s fears.
I came upon
a ‘crib’ with hay in it, something that had been built for the deer to feed at.
I could see two deer at a short distance to my right, a male and a female. They
skirted around me, and crossed over the way I’d come. I was given a clear view
of the male’s palmate antlers.
…Something
New is being birthed, and – as it does with everyone – it starts with ‘Me’. I’m
at a place where there’s an opportunity for rebirth, and I need to take a look (back)
at what got me this far. The old paradigm of fear/aggression won’t work with
where I’m wanting to go, with the New Earth I’ve seen visions of. What we present
to ourselves in the outer world is a description of what’s inwardly happening/healing.
On a personal level, this walk's
message was to be gentle with myself, or else – metaphorically, at least – I’ll
be ‘shooting myself in the power’. Over and over again, (for my Self, at least)
Gentleness demonstrates itself as the True strength. I don’t believe that I can
heal my own heart any other way (and if I’m not healed myself, I’m useless to anyone else). Use my antlers
(~ antennae) to receive, and observe the signs (like an other one I got this
morning, suggesting that I write). Do the ‘job’ I was designed for, and allow
others to play their own parts, to heal their own hearts. Allow them the opportunity
to receive the healing they need for
themselves, in whatever form that comes. What say you? What’s your ‘power that heals’?
Big
Medicine Love to You
~ Black Feather
blackfeathermedicine@gmail.com
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