There need not be fear or sadness surrounding death. It’s the perfectly beautiful shedding of the body and release of the soul.
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Your beliefs serve you up until the point at which you cease to believe in them. The power comes not from the belief system itself, but from the energy you put into believing.
All paths are The Path; all ways are The Way.
The power is in your mind. It always has been. You are the creator of your life.
I think it’s so interesting how after I’ve had a vivid dream it usually takes a while before I really understand the meaning of it. I mean, there’s always an immediate obvious meaning. But I’ve found that if I let it sit for a bit, not really thinking about it, eventually a deeper meaning will hit me.
That’s what just happened with my dream about The Wolf and The Bear. I really thought I had already understood the meaning of it, but it spoke to me again tonight. As I was walking into the kitchen I had a vision that gave me chills and almost knocked me off my feet. I had to stop and grab onto the counter to steady myself.
The immediate meaning that I felt after waking from the dream was that the responsibility of shamanic healing is being shared by indigenous peoples with those of us who are only now remembering who we are and where we’ve come from. It’s a difficult path with many obstacles, and we are still very much on the outskirts of accepted lifestyles, beliefs, systems (which is why we were running around the base of the mountain.) Many who are running have died and many will die, to become part of the nature we are trying to understand and protect, but they will add their power to ours and will aid us as we continue on their path.
The understanding that hit me so hard tonight was that I have been the wolf for a while already, and it is time to allow the bear to consume me – to BE the bear.
But I am afraid.
The wolf helped me to understand my intuition, to seek the truth with determination, to trust myself. As a spirit animal, it has been very comforting and nurturing, hanging back when I was unsure, and giving me time to process things before moving me on to whatever was next. Never pushy. Never in a rush.
But the bear…..I don’t yet know the bear. It has so much power, so much strength, it’s so mysterious and sure of itself, and it feels so insistent. I fear that if I let it consume me, I will lose myself – the me that I know. And yet, it is there…waiting. There is an urgency that I don’t quite understand.
Intuitively, I know that when I allow myself to be lost in the bear, it will be a good thing. I know that fear is just another obstacle, and is only helpful in pointing out the areas in which I need to grow. I must let go of the fear. I feel that becoming one with the bear is the true beginning of my life. Bear is the voice I heard calling to me throughout all my suffering, guiding me to freedom. It is the medicine, the healing, the healer, the protector, the wise one.
To imagine that I will also be those things carries with it a sense of responsibility that unnerves me. I don’t feel able to fill those roles, to be those things for others. I am afraid of failure, of failing those who would rely on me. But maybe that’s part of the lesson in this – to allow the bear to consume me and to accept the power and responsibility, trusting the bear’s wisdom.
I know that my union with Bear is inevitable. It WILL happen. I’ve already seen it in the dreaming. It will probably happen sooner than I expect, and I will still be me – but I will be more.
I will be Bear.
Last night I had an unusual dream. I was looking at a woman who was wearing tanned leather and had long black hair, but I couldn’t make out any of her features. As I watched her, she appeared as a wolf, running around the foot of a mountain which represented the world. There was a feeling of urgency to her, as if all life depended upon her reaching her destination. I was somehow with her and could see her, but I was not running.
She ran on and on, and continued running until she hit a tree and was absorbed by it. Immediately, her son took her place. Again I was somehow hovering nearby, watching. He ran until he, too, ran into a tree and became part of it. It was at this moment that I became the wolf, dodging trees, and feeling only the urgency to run as quickly as I could.
After some time, I reached the place where I was to turn around, running back the way I had come with the same sense of urgency. I continued to run until I came to a grove of young trees, where I saw a few deer. It was there that I sensed the bear, then saw it. I tried to be still so it didn’t see me, but it had already heard and smelled me. I watched it pinpoint my location, and as I scrambled toward the trees (in my own body again), it broke into a run. I knew it wanted to eat me. I was determined to get as high as I could, hoping I would be safe, but knowing that the trees were too small to hold me. I had started climbing without much hope of getting away, when it reached me and swiped at me….
At just that moment, my daughter woke me, needing my help. When I fell back asleep, I was unable to return to my dream.
I hope to have another opportunity to meet the bear, and I hope I won’t run next time, but will embrace the bear and allow it to eat me. I believe that it may be an important step on my shamanic path.
Love is the basis for any power that I have in this world and all others. It is the greatest power available – and the purest form. All those who are aligned with Love are also aligned with me.
Love seeks peace. Love seeks harmony. Love respects and honors all things: great or small, strong or weak, living or dead, young or old, person or animal, rock or tree, mountain or river.
When you come from a place of love, you are able to understand, or step into the shoes of, another person or thing. You have compassion, even for those who seek to do you harm or cause you to fail. You cannot wish negative things for any entity, knowing that what you wish for them also affects you. You desire to see everyone succeed in life and find Love.
There is a kind of bittersweet suffering that continuously remains with someone who has accepted the call to Love all things. The perception in another of any act or thought that comes not from Love is painful to the Lover. For they realize that all negative actions and thoughts come from some pain that the Other lives with or has experienced. It is a continuous, unmet desire to see everyone filled with the Love that is available to them, but that they cannot see.
I am Love. I seek to Love all things at all times. I weep for the pain that is caused by Not-Love. But I cannot ask for the pain I feel to go away, because with it also comes the greatest feeling of love and compassion I have ever known.
“Suffering is not holding you. You are holding suffering. When you become good at the art of letting sufferings go, then you’ll come to realize how unnecessary it was to drag those burdens along with you. You’ll see that no one other than you was responsible. The truth is that existence wants your life to become a festival.”
I am on a journey.
To where, I do not know.
But I will go with love and light,
Beckoning all to follow.
For this journey ends
In peace and love,
Where all are welcome.
Where All are One.
I imagine an entity waiting, rocking back and forth, watching the swing of the ropes. They see a good opportunity, time it just right….and jump! Sometimes they don’t even make it past the first jump, other times they find the perfect rhythm and feel like they could go on forever.
But eventually everyone tires out and either misses a jump or just signals that they’re ready to stop. They step away and take some time to rest. Meanwhile the rope still turns, waiting for them to jump in again whenever they’re ready.