It's Said....

it's said that to hold a jaw bone

you own the voice of what

spoke on earth.

when carving this antler

i wondered if i now own

this animals thoughts

64

preparing for the

eclipse

64 

drumbeats

each

east

south

west

north

called in the

ancestors

64 walks around the

fire

prayers

added to prayer tree

while

feminine (moon)

and 

masculine (sun)

joined

64 drumbeats

64 walks around the fire

powerful eclipse

energy

on the

cusp of my own 64th

revolution

around the

sun

64

 my head bowed in

gratitude

A Gift from the Feathered Ones….

i'm taking an online art journaling class like nothing i've 

ever seen before. it's a visceral self exploration…opening

old wounds and allowing them to weep out the poisons

so they can heal properly…leaving only battle scars to

display proudly…..simple badges of courage. 

the last few nights my dreams have been filled with bees

and snakes while in the old pine tree behind my home

turkey vultures have been silently watching….sentinels…

 their messages ring in my ears…Bee whispering that

hard work will attain goals… Snake telling me

it's time to shed my old self and use my Sacred Feminine

Energy to regenerate…and Turkey Vulture reminding me

that with every death there is a rebirth…

 rebirth…

i like the feel of that word on my tongue...

…rebirth.

so this morning when i went to my bedroom window to greet

 the day i saw my gift…this magnificent feather…lying in the 

grass below my window…from turkey vulture.

rebirth….

it's time...

Lucid Dreaming

Lucid Dreaming

Shamanic Journeying

Time Traveling

Soul Walking

Aho...

Composed with iColorama, Tangent, 

Tinned Cam & ShockMyPic

My Sacred Tools

…..my sacred tools

i feel the energy just looking at this picture.

The Comfort of Spirits…..

                                                          art by isabelle bryer 

Everything is Waiting for You

Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone. As if life
were a progressive and cunning crime
with no witness to the tiny hidden
transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
out your solo voice You must note
the way the soap dish enables you,
or the window latch grants you freedom.
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come, the doors have always been there
to frighten you and invite you,
and the tiny speaker in the phone
is your dream-ladder to divinity.

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into
the conversation. The kettle is singing
even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds
and creatures of the world are unutterably
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.

                                                                             poem by david whyte

i am much comforted by the spirits of my surroundings…

i honor and thank them daily…

aho…

Who I am......

scorpio full moon.....

so....did you celebrate the Scorpio Full Moon last night?

i drummed with a group of healers on land that was

part of the Catawba Indian Reservation. The energy

was off the charts!

this is a picture of the energy from my fingertips....

 a closeup of my fingertip.....

here's a little information about the Scorpio Full Moon

from Jim.....

"we work on ourselves in order to help others...

but we also help others in order to work

on ourselves."

~pema chodron

be kind to mother earth....

namaste...

we mirror the stars....

"with a thousand lights...

 from a thousand souls...

 we navigate our way through the darkness.

 look up... we mirror the stars..." 

- Changeling 

waiting for lila.....

i'm waiting for my new granddaughter....lila

she should be here in the next couple of weeks.

her spirit came through with Ancient Grandmother...

my native american spirit guide... last saturday.

i love each of my grandchildren...they are ALL special

but Ancient Grandmother tells me this one is different...

not in my love but as a future steward of Mother Earth...

she will walk in this grandmothers foot prints

namaste....little one

sage guidance

i have much sage guidance in my life...

i am humbled...and honored..that they have chosen

to guide this seeker

on her journey...