Drum Journey (Recording): ~15 minutes
Journey to ask for guidance for the (Jewish) new year and the new season of Autumn, which officially began while I was in the journey. Upper World. I wandered along the path to Reeds Blowing's cave. I saw him in various places, in ghost-like form as though he had been there at different times but was not there now. Once I got to the cave, I placed my offering of wildflowers outside. I saw his white cape on the ground at the entrance to the cave. This seemed strange to me. I felt that I should not enter the cave without his invitation, but I also felt that if I was afraid, I should do it. I stepped a few feet into the cave and sat down. I realized that I was traveling without the aid of a CHS. Suddenly, Hummingbird appeared form inside the cave, but he was also ghost-like and had strange colors. he looked like he had died and was reanimated. This was a frightening image, so I left the cave. As I walked along the banks of the creek by RB's cave, I saw that everything was dead or dying. I was overcome with grief. RB appeared right in front of me, so close that I could only see his chest. I was immediately merged with him and felt his power as we walked along the path. He/I felt much taller—almost like a giant. As we walked I asked him my question about how to honor the new year/new season. He spoke about the death of things: There will be death. The cycles of nature. I have to accept the shift as it unfolds. This is true of everything around me as well as inside of me. I asked what I could do to make the most of this new time. Write, he said. It is time to return to writing. I felt frightened as I have lost my faith in my writing skills over the years. I have felt a terrible block or as though my self as a writer has died. I asked RB if he could remove my writer's block. He began pulling long, dark, tangled strings from the top of my head. They looked like thick, black spiderweb strings. This went on for some time. He then replaced the strings with golden thread. Wherever the strings were before, that space was now golden. I was not convinced that this would help because I was still in the fear place about having to try writing again. Real fear! The callback sounded. I thanked RB and returned.
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