Eagle Speak
A “plate” appears…solid like steel, silver
I stop drumming and ask:
Underground? No, it is vertical
with something at the middle right edge.
A door? What is behind the
door? An alien race? A new opportunity?
How do I greet and welcome that which is behind the door? I
hold out my hands…do I offer flowers?
Cornucopia appears. I move my
hands in different positions.
Drum again asking questions letting hands move freely—listening
to hands and drum for answers. My body
channels answers as drum beat picks up intensity.
Soon after I write an email to someone who once again wants
to do something different than what I am doing at the Heritage Garden. I ask for clarification and whether it’s time
for someone else to be manager. I want
to move forward in a clear way. I want
an environment that holds harmony.
I had a conversation with a man on the phone whose tone got
a bit aggressive. I realized I was not responsible for his
emotion! Another man got “intense” with
me face to face. I stood my ground
calmly. I am sensitive to other people’s
emotional tones and realize again that it’s from my childhood and even the
womb. When mom and dad expressed a critical
tone I felt responsible— that I did something wrong. Now, I see it and can separate from the
pattern.
As I look around my world I see a lot of unhappy people and
feel sad...and this sadness keeps coming up. Is it the 12/21 syndrome? Or are we at the end of times where one door closes (sadness is appropriate it seems to me) and another opens?
Driving to the care center to see my client I
thought about my orientation and how I would relate mentally and emotionally. I was checking in. The image of a
gyroscope appeared and I was holding it/him in front of me. I got that I am a separate gyroscope (orb)
and that I can manage that which flows between...at least on my part.
I manage emotions best when I am in my body grounded and
thus conscious. Without ground of dark
matter I cannot be conscious!
Physical bodies with intelligence are required to make positive change
so that our environments both individually and collectively are more happy,
harmonious and at peace.
I felt my gears grinding (burn out) so I went for a walk in
Saint Edwards Park on Lake Washington.
On the path toward the lake I felt something “large” and had to stop to
listen. I looked up and a large bird was
flying toward me. Eagle! I watched it pluck a branch from a snag and
fly around and off. Another eagle flew
in and around. They must be reinforcing
their winter nest! On the lake I sat and
watched a “dragon” log dance with waving sensual water. Mesmerizing!
This magical diversity is why I love the forests.
Nature has many emotions that call for observance and respect.
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