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There is no right path. There is no right destination. There are an infinite number of possible destinations, and even more paths to get there. (I know that’s not possible, but you know what I mean.) Each destination is equally valid, and each choice I make takes me in the direction of one or another. If I have a specific destination in mind, I can make choices that appear to lead in that direction, but the destination itself is unimportant.

The most important part of the journey is always where I am NOW. What choices will I make today? It is the small, everyday decisions that mold my character and affect the kind of person I am and the things I will experience. Will I be kind and compassionate today? Will I be irritable and unpleasant? Will I want to be kind and compassionate, but be experiencing something that makes it terribly difficult to be anything but irritable and unpleasant? Will I love myself through all of the different experiences and emotions I have along my journey? Will I love others in the same manner, allowing them to be who they are and celebrating our differences?

There is no right or wrong choice, or journey, or destination. There is no right or wrong life. Every life, every path, has value. Each experience adds a level of understanding to the Universal experience. Everything always is as it should be. Nothing can ever be wrong because there is no Divine Plan. There is only living and experiencing. It is as it is because of the combined choices and experiences made and had by every living thing that has ever existed. Every butterfly flapping its wings, every bear hunting salmon, every person eating a banana or washing their car affects everything else.

This is how we co-create our reality. This is why if we make more compassionate choices the earth will become a more loving, peaceful place. So then we can ask ourselves what kind of world we want to live in and make choices that will lead us to that place.


I am the bird that flies.
I am the grass that blows in the wind.
I am the sun that shines.

I am the river
And the stone.
I am the earth
And the sky.

I am the Universe.
I am all things.

~Anya Phenix

I had just formally renounced Christianity, citing an inability to believe in a God who would create humans only to sentence the majority of them to an eternity of pain and suffering – among other issues I have with traditional Christian beliefs. I knew in my heart that love was the most important thing in this world, and the only thing worth pursuing. I was reading everything I could find on eastern and pagan religions, and searching for anything else that emphasized respect for the natural world and love. I was trying to fill the void that leaving my religion of 30+ years had left. One by one I tried to fit myself into each of them, but for one reason or another, none of them felt right.

Then one day when I was desperately searching the internet for something else to try, I heard a still, small voice say:

Stop looking everywhere else; everything you need is inside you.

And that’s where I found peace. I instinctively knew this was my answer. I don’t need to be part of an organized religion or belief system. I can simply choose to walk in love and compassion toward all things, and listen to the Source (the Divine, the Great Spirit, my higher self, or whatever else people may call it) for guidance. So I’ve been doing this for the past 6 months or so – watching for synchronicity, reading books that have jumped out at me, trusting my intuition. And I have found a greater peace than I have ever known. My life is full of the joy of Being and I am growing in compassion toward all things. This is my Path.



Meditation (Photo credit: Moyan_Brenn_be_back_on_Jan_20th)

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.


even, dense and old stand of beech trees (Fagu...

even, dense and old stand of beech trees (Fagus sylvatica) prepared to be regenerated (watch the young trees underneath the old ones) in the Brussels part of the Sonian Forest (Forêt de Soignes – Zoniënwoud) in Belgium (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Of all the many things in this Universe,
trees are absolutely my favorite.
They are the bearers of ages of wisdom.
I’m convinced that if one spends enough time listening to trees,
they could know everything.


Hubble image of Arp 274

Hubble image of Arp 274 (Photo credit: thebadastronomer)

I am part of one great organism.
I choose to be a healthy cell instead of a cancerous growth,
sharing my energy with all who need it and being replenished
by the healthy cells around me.

Everything you touch, you affect.
Everything that touches you affects you.


meditation (Photo credit: HaPe_Gera)

I receive power from the earth.
Strong, enduring, full of health.
I breathe in and out, feeling the pulse of life.

I shift my focus to the sky
and am reminded of Spirit.
I am daily renewed
as the sun and moon are renewed.

I give my energy to all things
and receive energy freely from them.
It is a continuous cycle,
repeating always.

As all things are part of me
and I am all things.
I am restored.

I am at peace with all.

Everyday Realizations

English: a love heart in water

English: a love heart in water (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Talking with my husband the other day, I started listing for him all the things I love – animals and people, trees, rocks, stars, mountains, old buildings, snakes, caves, birds, valleys, insects, ferns….

And then I realized that the list would just go on and on because I couldn’t think of anything I didn’t love, so I opened my arms wide and laughed and said, “I love EVERYTHING!”

The realization filled me with such joy and wonder, while at the same time humbling me, because I know that the love I feel is something that’s always been there inside me. It’s not a result of anything I’ve done. It’s just there.

So today my heart is filled with gratitude for the love that swells within me.

ru: Бурый медведь (Московский зоопарк) en: Bro...

ru: Бурый медведь (Московский зоопарк) en: Brown Bear (Moscow Zoo) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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.

Yellowstone wolf running in snow in Crystal Cr...

Yellowstone wolf running in snow in Crystal Creek pen (Original text: A newly released and collared wolf in Yellowstone National Park crashes through the snow.) http://www.montanapbs.org/Terra/episode101/pressroom/ (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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.



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