Remembering to LISTEN Through My Geode Stone's Medicine

I learned to really LISTEN one time when my fiance husband and I were at our local Native American store.....

I was in search for a special stone, ran my fingers over them, felt for energies reaching out to me, meditating on each one of them — and nothing came to me; absolutely NOTHING.

I left the store feeling somewhat deflated that not even one of the many had called out to me, but I did not hold a grudge against it. It just not had been meant to be at that moment.

It was a mostly cloudy day, the Sun was behind the clouds and kind of cool, but we took a walk down to Central Park in town from the store, and we visited the lake where on the shore there were usually Geese eating and where on the water people in canoes usually went down — but there were not any at all that day. Mostly kids and their parents playing on the play construction there.

I took a swing on the swings and got a natural high on life, but even that did not appeal to me at that moment for some reason. So I got off and we walked across the grass towards the bridge that led over a stream of water to the lake where the old baseball field and some trees and hills filled the land.

Me having shorter legs than my fiance husband, I trudged forward taking quick steps to catch up with him, and nearly tripped as he taunted me to catch up. Instead of moving onward, I looked back to see no hole where I had tripped. I stopped and walked back over my prior footsteps, knowing it was SOMETHING I tripped over, since the grass was dry and was not really bumpy in that area. 

I saw an ugly stone sitting by itself where I had been at when I tripped. I reached down and picked it up, thinking I could use it to throw in the water under the bridge for a wish. But as I turned it over, I noticed that it was a Geode! There was a small opening in it revealing its lovely little crystals inside. I was ecstatic and almost kissed it for tripping me!

What a find.

I ran to catch up with my fiance husband to show him what I had found, and looking back at where it had been on the ground, I gave a silent THANK YOU in return. Then an amazing thing happened. As I looked up at the sky, the clouds had cleared their way from the Sun, and it shone down brightly upon us.

My message I received had been made clear to me. Sometimes one has to wait and just be patient for something they may really want and can not or do not have it — like those stones that had not reached out to me, I had went out the store empty-handed to find exactly what the Universe had in store for me to learn that day.

And my Gift of giving back what lesson I had received from the beautiful Geode.
I smiled, acted in accord, and we went on with our day together.

BLESSings,
)O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds xo

(Post originally written at The Sidhe Seed in the 'Comments' Section under an article by Cynthia Cano.)

"Coming Home to My 'Self' with Mama Crow's Writings

Whenever I read the lovely writings from the "Mother" -- I always am intrigued and inspired in Coming Home to My 'Self' with my dear friend, Mama Crow.

once again through the Mother.....Through the Mother, encircled through Mama Crow, and imbued in her little Bear Cub, let's all be here and now, and come Home LoVe

BLESSings xo,
   )O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds


FERN STORMWEAVER
Saturday, 09 March 2013
I am a Myst seeker, I have traveled many roads and many eons of seeking and here I am yet again still searching. What do I seek you ask "why everything in the Universe, the hidden realms, the places of the between things, the lowest things of the dark places of realms to the highest light beings." I am a Seeker though some call me crazy, come call me wicked but those that know me call me love. And today I am lewrning to like this Elders path for it shall show me wonders if I but open my eyes to see.
blessings upon you my Sisters. ♥

Sunday, 10 March 2013
To long was I was made an outlaw of dark evil, daughters pleased am I that you have sought me out. Blessed are my children for they have found the truth and we are once again in the light.
No more shall we fear but stand up and be accounted for.

I am She who breathed out the star dust and birthed the Universe.
I have been here since the creation of all things,
before Stonehenge was built,
before the great pyramids was built,
before the Earth was created.

I am the great Mother
I am the darkness
I am the light
I am the Destroyer
I am the Healer

I am the giver of life
I am the giver of death

I have been with you since your beginning
and I will be with you at your ending
to catch you up and bring you home.

I am your Goddess
I am your Mother
I am the All of everything!  

Sunday, 24 March 2013
There are times we all feel our faith unraveling, yet does the Creator Mother stop loving us? The answer is no because she knows our hearts are pure and loving even in the times of doubts and wavering in the walking of our pathways. Female to female she who birthed the Universe knows how we feel. And then we ask why all the horrible things going on in the world and she lets us know its a choice we have when born. We have two paths to choose from, a road of peace, love, kindness and compassion, the other one hate, violence and evil against all living things. Yes the violence and evil brings tears to her eyes and she shields her children best she can. But in the birthing she knew she would have to let us walk our own life journey.

Oh children I do weep for you, yet the road you must choose.
Show honor and goodness, mercy and love for all.
Walk with your heart and eyes open, finding the hidden things.
You are strong and brave, never giving up or accepting defeat.
My daughters, one day things will make sense and you will find joy.

I am the Life Giver
I am the Creator Goddess
I am the Womb of the Universe

I am love, I am peace and I am your Mother!

Wednesday, 21 March 2012
The maiden walked into the woods a smile upon her face,
laughing with the joy of feeling alive in this sacred place.

The Mother large with child, oh her eyes held the joy of love,
lay down beneath the willow tree and gave birth to a blessed Son.

The old Crone walk with feeble steps into that dark wood night,
the end was near but she wasnt afraid the end was just new life.

Maiden, Mother and the old Crone too have a special bond,
yes they are all connected all different yet only one.

When your out in the wild green woods and you hear a laughing sound,
it might just be the three of them as they dance the circle round.

Yes Maiden, Mother and the old Crone too,
each have a gift and blessing for you.

So always heed their sacred call,
as the wheel turns it affects us all.

Sing praises to the young Maiden fair,
the Mother who holds her baby near,
and the old Crone full of wisdom and grace.

Blessed be the triple Goddess of land and Air and Sea.



THANK YOU *Gratitude* for this dear FernLily/Mama Crow.  A most Sacred Place here where I can save your writings and read them when needed!


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Sunday, 21 April 2013

This afternoon I let my emotions and pain seep up again into my heart. It was hard and for a little while I wallowed in my misery crying and was just flat out misrable. Oh I thought about casting a spell on those that hurt me so badly and believe me it was a fight not to. But all of a sudden I got calm and it was as if the Ancient Mother said, "why do you let this keep bothering you and why would you use a gift I gave you to cast a spell on them"? And then I had to sit and look deeply into my heart and soul for answers, I had to ask myself, "did I start down this path out of revenge and hate"? So as I looked inside my answer was "NO" because this is not about anything but who I am. This path is as natural as breathing to me, summoning up energy and magick is like something I have dome many lifetimes. This is not even about a path but more of just who I am, a wild woman of the Earth. I sometimes forget who I have always been but tonight the Ancient Mother reminded me.

Blessed be the great Mother!

My problem is I have become stagnated in a rut of nothingness and dont do anything much except watch TV or get online (except for cleaning etc) I have no focus and so there I sit letting past become my present. I am done with that I want this minute and this hour to be used for expanding my knowledge and my soul. Yes sometimes it takes us a long time to discover what the Ancient Mother has always known. Once you are chosen she will not abandon you and will always guide you back to where you need to be. How differently I feel now than a few hours agao as I sat in my pity party.

How blessed am I to be a daughter of the Ancient Mother
How blessed am I to have you all for Sisters ♥
How blessed am I to be out of the closet :)

Yep life is good, the Goddess is back where she belongs in the open not a shadowy place and as always magick is all around us. So that is my new focus, each day a time of counting my blessings, taking time to commune with the Mother and study something each day.

Another Great Soul Embarkment On My Spiritual Path's Journey!

NOTES ON "Preparations" BEFORE "The Beginning!"

Indigenous Shamanic Winds' "Soul Coaching" Musings
Saturday, 15 December 2012

I love getting ready  and preparing for any new Journeys I am about to embark on, and the new one I'm starting is based on Denise Linn's book, Soul Coaching, through the lovely creative lovely woman, Jamie Ridler -- whom back in 2008 created through her 'The Next Chapter' tools and explorations with others across the web and studying Linn's book.

I used to love sitting down for hours reading books back in the days when I'd rather be reading something of interest instead of doing my homework for school!  As an adult, I've collected many new books of interest and haven't read any of them all the way through -- and when I started up reading at others' sites, I heard a lot about the "Soul" and decided once again, that it was time to dig deep into my Self once again, (seems like I'm always doing that, LOL!), and when I ran across Ridler's site, I followed a link to this wonderful Journey I decided to take!

Writing has always been a love and hobby of mine, so I'll probably follow along the course logging in two Journals -- one for pure writing and side-notes, and another for adding "Art" to.  I have a little Memo Book Journal that I add things of interest (recipes, quotes, short notes, doodles, etc.) already, and often when I write something down that I want to remember on a "whim", I grab the nearest piece of paper or napkin beside me -- for I usually take notes in my 'mind', but always forget about them later when I want to remember them!

There are 28 days of this course, but I'm sure I'll probably go along with it as I am inspired in doing so, and since learning about one's "Soul" is a long process, it'll become more of something I'll do for a lifetime commitment.

I have a hard time with 'Intentions' -- since I have a chaotic mind at times, I am easily distracted and get off-course, but it's all a part of "Trusting the Process" for me -- but I think I'll do something easy and basic for this project.  Maybe draw a picture and along side it, write out an "Affirmation" for this.

And put it someplace where I can look physically at it every day!  This is what I plan on doing for my "Sacred Contract".

Oh, and what better place than to have it sitting on an "Altar" -- I love decorating and dedicating Altars!

"Becoming the Bear, Hibernating In My Cave, Planting My New Seeds Of My Spiritual Seeds, Embarking On This Great 'Soul Coaching' Journey....."

BLESSings,
   )O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds xo.

Dr. Estes describes the door to the soul’s work -- in her case to the Wild Woman -- this way:

"I’ll tell you right now, the door to the world of Wild Woman are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much that you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, that is a door."

I fell in love with this phrase when I was reading through our first Day 1's Lesson with Sara over at her Soul Spackle site!  Our Wild Woman work is like energy, always continuous and moving, flowing and free, Doors are always opening and closing and re-opening for us -- but little do some of us know that each time we open a Door, our Soul is waiting there for us to enter inside. 

Just this past year I've opened so many new doors.  Some have been shiny and bright, while others have been dull and gray.  I've received new perceptions on life that have filled me to the brim, as well as making mistakes opening up an old can of worms. 

Ooooooooh, and those nasty worms...

"The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out"!!! 

But I pick up my Fishing Pole and snag the worm through and around the hook, and cast it out into the deep depths of the Water as far as it will go.  I watch the bobber as it floats upon the surface.  I sit quietly in Meditation.  I look at the Sky.  I listen to that all around me.  I feel peaceful.  Sometimes my patience gets trying, but I get through it after rambling off some angered feelings.  Yet I get back to settling my mind and body, wiggle my toes and fingers a bit, shake loose the wiggles, and am at peace again. 

Until the bobber sinks and pulls into the water, then I am up and active and using all my strength and courage in reeling in what has hooked itself on the line. 

Medicine Bundle & I ~ Unscathed

SACRED SPACE

 

Some tend to Sacred Space as being in a certain place at a certain time, with all the ambience flowing around them...

I love those spontaneous moments where Sacred Space can be anywhere a the unexpected times in our lives -- and especially outdoors, there's already all the 'natural ambience' all around and within me, I get lost in thoughts and create my own rituals without even knowing it at times -- 

and that's what makes me follow my own heart ♥.

Being my own Self without having to prove anything to others.

Knowing what I love and being completely satisfied with things just the way they are.

I had been outside walking one of our dogs when something in the Air called me in finding some Medicine.  I gathered a few 'Trinkets' along the way and made my Sacred Space at a round table we have in our front yard -- since it was somewhat warm and sunny out, I could see what I was doing in the natural light there in that spot.

I wanted to open up the 'Burdock' burrs to have its Seeds in my Medicine.  Good thing I did, I found a few little white worms inside a few of them!  I don't know if they were living or not -- they were still and curled up half-way and not moving -- but I said a little prayer and flung them out into the grass.

I found an Oak Leaf that had fallen and blown in our yard from one of our surrounding Trees to put my Medicine Findings in on the table.  I carefully laid out some Evergreen Resin, Burrs and their Seeds, Rose Hips from our Rosa Multiflora bush, and some White Pine Needles.

It was at that 'spontaneous' moment, not really knowing what I was going to do with my Medicine Findings, that I decided on making myself a MEDICINE BUNDLE!

I excitedly went into the house to find some string to tie it together with, and in hopes that the dried out Oak Leaf wouldn't crumble as I did this.  I grabbed some scissors and went back out to my Sacred Space, and tied the Medicine Bundle Findings up -- three ties around the top, and cut the string. 

I took the Medicine Bundle Findings inside to my Altar.  I 'Smudged' it with my White Sage, Purified it of any negative impurities, and silently Blessed it with love and care.

I then held it in my non-dominant hand (my left one) and gave 'Thanks' for my Medicine Bundle Findings coming into my life at this very moment.  
 
Setting it down upon my special plate at my Altar in which I have other special offerings I have made in the past -- I Blessed it by lighting my White Candle and let it burn for a while, and went along my merry way for the rest of my daily tasks.  

"MEDICINE BUNDLE FINDINGS & I ~UNSCATCHED."

BLESSings,

   ~ )O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds, 

               Originally Composed on Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Writing Our Way Home blog: The first Mindful Writing Day - join me? (a blog f...

Writing Our Way Home blog: The first Mindful Writing Day - join me? (a blog f...: Hi folks - if you'd like to help us spread the word about the first Mindful Writing Day , do copy and paste this blog onto your own blog, ...

In note to today's posting at Writing Our Way Home HERE, this phrase caught my eye and explains what a small stone is simply: 

"Tomorrow, more than a thousand 
people all over the world 
will be pausing, 
paying attention, and 
writing down what they observe." 
   ~ Fiona Robyn

One of the things I most love about writing is the 'Process'.  I often get inspired by something that shows up unexpectedly in my life, and by using these three senses of PAUSING, PAYING ATTENTION, and WRITING DOWN WHAT I OBSERVE, I can sit down with a lit candle in front of me and let the words just flow into something new.  

And when I had first read about this lovely new adventure in Mindful Writing Day, I took it upon myself in taking a few minutes (PAUSE) from the daily bliss that goes on around my house here, became more aware of what was being offered (PAYING ATTENTION) and how I connected with this writing starting on November 1st, and wrote down the word HOPE on a small stone (WRITING DOWN WHAT I OBSERVED) that I had found one day in Nature that's been sitting at my desk awaiting for me to use it somehow -- and in Dedication to this writing challenge project, did a short Ritual to aide in guiding me through this new adventure!

MY 'SMALL STONE' FOR TODAY 10/22/2012

"When holding a Small Stone in your hand, notice how it permeates light from within and brings HOPE to the future ahead....."  (http://rootsoftheshamanic.blogspot.com/2012/10/only-10-days-away-lets-get-writing-with.html)

In hopes that more people who read this today take part in this mind-blowing event with soooo many others from around the world -- SEE YOU THERE!!!

 BLESSings,
  )O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds xo

Only 10 Days Away! Let's Get Writing With An Open Mind!

Only 10 days away from Writing Our Way Home's "Mindful Writing Day 2012" -- Don't miss out on gathering your Small Stones this November 1st!!!

MY 'SMALL STONE' FOR TODAY 10/22/2012

"When holding a Small Stone in your hand, notice how it permeates light from within and brings HOPE to the future ahead....."

Ooooooooohhhhhh, I'm excited to announce that the site Writing Your Way Home is offering a "Mindful Writing Day", starting November 1, 2012 (read more about it here).  This past January 2012, they offered a month's worth of many who joined from around the world in a "Small Stones Writing Challenge", which I loved participating in and if you missed reading them, I have my listing of each Small Stone that I wrote over at my other Blogger at this link:  Small Stones Writing Challenge. 

What, may you ask, is a 'Small Stone'?

"A small stone is a short piece of writing that precisely captures a fully-engaged moment."

Here is a sample of one of the many writers who left a Small Stone in the comments section this past year:

Jean Mishra said...
The night is as still as deep water with no kiss of breeze. Only the rhythmic sleeping breath of the darkness brushes ever so slightly against the ear. Then beyond the gate, the tolling bark of a street dog rings. Its voice echoes among the sleeping concrete honeycombs, seeking specific ears. Then an expectant hush. A stray voice punctuates the night in kind, distantly; a reply. Ever so faintly, another joins. The ritual conversation has begun; a secret society moonlit meeting. Only the night knows the affair.

As it appears on my blog:  (*click on Jean's name above to take you to this link*)
10 January 2012

*Isn't it gorgeous?  I missed out on reading that one before, cannot wait to read more at her site as well!*

So get out those pens and pencils and paper and sketch pads, or head out into nature at the beach or in the woods -- and join me this November 1st in this wonderful MINDFUL WRITING DAY -- and check back on my Blogger HERE for my links to each posting I will be making for this project!

Writing Our Way Home will be giving away five paperback copies of A Blackbird Sings, our second small stone anthology, to our favourite five (wherever in the world the authors live).

BLESSings,
   )O( Indigenous Shamanic Winds xo