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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

 

Ode to a Freespirit

On Saturday morning at about 7 a.m. I headed out of town in the direction of the desert, taking the 10 freeway. It was a magical morning and a joy came over me as I drove for I knew I was about to walk through a new door of possibility. I had been summoned to the desert by my friend and teacher, a Cherokee medicine woman. I will not tell you her name as I wish to respect the fact she prefers to live in the spirit world, but I will say she is one of the most magical human beings I have ever met, I am happiest when I am sitting on her porch listening to the stories of the old ways. Her journeys are miraculous and full of spirit guides and angels, stone people and thunder beings. She said on the phone she had knowlege to share, so my heart was full of excitement, I knew it would be something big and my heart just sang all the way along that highway. She had said to me that today was the day we would walk shoulder to shoulder, she would no longer be my teacher, we would become equal, so I knew this was big medicine. As I drove I had a wonderfull feeling, as if I was driving into the heavens; the clouds were almost touching the earth and the early morning light was golden. Ah yes ! An auspicious day. After two hours of driving I hit the dirt road up to her house, the air was so clear, I always feel as if she has sprinkled her magic all the way up the path because my mind seems to clear when I hit that path. I was so excited I felt like gunning it, but I decided to take it slow because I might hit a bump. She came out onto the forecourt to greet me clutching her one year old granddaughter. "So we meet again" she said, her dark eyes flashed and her red hair ,which I always think symbolizes her fire within, and her earth mother body holds a soul as big as the sky. Her husband also greeted me he is a hunter, an earth man. Then we entered her house and sitting beaneath the stuffed animals which decorated the walls we lounged on fur surrounded by animals skulls and indian pottery and began our talk, she explained that this weekend the dicsussion would be the power of manifestation. She talked about the fact that we are all part of the creator and have the possibility to create anything we desire in our lives. We watched tapes, including The Secret, and listened to some fascinated speakers who talked about following your bliss. Always she teaches the keys to the kingdom, I love it when she begins to tell the stories; she's just so magical, some beautiful new songs have been inspired out of these talks, and much awareness, she has been a profound part of my awakening to spirit so my heart always sings when I see her. So this blog is by way of a thank you to her. So now we will walk shoulder to shoulder on this earth, I want to celebrate what has been and look forward to what is to come. I know what she wants most in her heart is to see us all get together one more time and heal the earth mother. She always says: "Zoe wake up and see the beauty, Zoe wake the people up, we must all see the beauty before is too late" .

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