Signs from nature

Ask your spirit helpers for a sign that you are on the right track with your life.

You can’t force a sign to appear or expect it to come in ways you control. To control something is to limit it…

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Magnificent spider web

Ask, then drop your awareness into your heart and open yourself to what appears before you as you go about your day.  Perhaps you find a large feather, or see a perfect spider web or a shaft of sun illuminating a single wildflower, an eagle soaring overhead.

You will know immediately if the sign is meant for you and what it means. It will speak to you through the heart and ring true.  ( This is no time for overthinking!)

When you work in harmony with the spirits of nature and trust them, nature becomes your teacher, your guide, your advisor.

Slow down.  Let your busy mind rest.  Pay attention to the present moment. 

Allow yourself to be filled with wonder and amazement as your spirit guides and helpers surprise and delight you in ways you could never imagine!

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Expand your awareness

When you expand your awareness to include the spirits in all things, the rocks, trees, clouds, insects, plants and animals, the land you call home, the other people around you,  you expand your experience of life.

You expand your understanding of the oneness of all things  You see life from a different perspective like a hawk soaring overhead, or a snake gliding across rough pavement or through the tall grass.

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Little brown snake

When you expand your awareness to know what hawk knows, you will feel and know the warm updraft under your wide open wings, effortlessly holding you aloft above the immense landscape where you make your living.

When you expand your awareness to know what snake knows, you drink in the earthy smell of soil, dead leaves, and rough pavement beneath your belly, you sense the texture and solidity of the ground, you feel the stiff stems of grass anchored to the earth as you glide past.

When you expand and allow yourself to know these things and to experience them, you will gain respect for all living creatures and the great web of life that sustains us.

Always remember this!  Nothing can be separated from the whole. 

When you expand your awareness, you will know your place in this great web of life- that you belong to the earth.  I ask you to use your free will and human agency to celebrate and protect the great tapestry of creation of which we are all a part!

Full moon

We write this on the day of the full moon, a time to rest and bask in the fullness of her silvery light. Don’t try to get anything done today, unless it is to fill yourself with light and color and sound and love and plans for the waning phase of our beautiful moon.

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Relax, observe the pause in nature’s in-breath on the day of the full moon before the out-breath and action of the waning moon. Absorb her beautiful light and energy into your being and feel her blessing shine through every cell of your body.

She lights your way in the dark.

Get to know the connection between your energy and the moon phases. Pay attention! Observe! It is no use trying to resist the age old rhythms that predate life on this planet.  Surrender!

We (humans, trees, plants, animals, and all living things) have evolved over millennia to respond to the push and pull and pauses of the moon, to the time of planning at the new moon, then, as she waxes, of filling, taking in, planting; then resting at full moon.  Next comes the emptying, releasing and action, the carrying out of plans, the time of harvest as she wanes again.

 

 

Late summer

Growing things seem to pause now. Deep green leaves of ash, maple, and oak hang still in the humid air.  Butterflies frantically feed, flit and dance among late summer wild flowers…

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Late summer prairie grass

The new growth and excitement, the twittering birdsong of spring is a memory.  Now the grasses bend, top heavy with seed.  Dragonflies dart and zip above the prairie, sunlight reflecting from their glassy wings.

The new bird generations have all fledged and flown – Empty nests all around.  The insects sing their late summer songs, the chirp, the buzz, the whine of cricket and cicada, the tempos slowing as nights grow cooler.  The tree frogs chorusing their trance like rhythm into the wee hours, night after night.

Flowers that were bright with summer’s colors just a few weeks ago now fading, browning,  going to seed.   Still blooming, the magnificent plumes of goldenrod, masses of them,  swaying gently in the breeze.

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Goldenrod plumes

All the green rooted things hold their breath,  soak in the light of the  southward sliding sun, before the final days, the yellowing, the browning, the final dropping of seed and leaf, the dying down to the roots, the cooler autumn wind that will soon come and bring frost with it, and death.  The great letting go, before winters long nap…

Stand here on the cusp of change, knowing what is passing, knowing what is to come.  It is time for a late summer  rest.  Lie back under a friendly tree, soak up this still and timeless, day, this moment, before the sun turns to autumn once again.

 

 

Big Bluestem

I am the deep rooted tall prairie grass that you call big bluestem.

My commission is to send my roots deep into this rich black soil, down through the fertile layers deposited over many thousands of years, from the decaying roots stems and leaves of my ancestors, to draw in sustenance from all the elements of the earth, to anchor myself firmly here as my stems and leaves reach toward the nourishment of the naked prairie sun.

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Big bluestem

I grow taller, absorbing the joyful energy of the light and atmosphere, swaying gracefully, bending, in waves with the wind. I have learned to be flexible when storms roar through and lightening strikes.

Then, when the sunlight begins its slow late summer slide toward the south, my flowers appear, bloom, and quickly develop into seed heads.   Next spring, the age old cycle will repeat itself.  It begins with one seed!

I feel the feeling that you call “joy” as I grow taller than a man, spreading into the vast sunny space under the prairie sky. The roots of our community interweaving, holding the earth, gripping the soil, forming a vast deep network, a wreath of intricate connections across this wide open land, anchoring all the grows here.

Know that I love this life – I am a native- I belong here! This is my home!

I drink in the life giving sunlight and rain, swaying and dancing in the wind with a million others like me; we who grace this timeless landscape.

Flow

What do you resist, my dears?

When you were a child, did you resist your bath-time, bedtime, school? Did you resist the rules imposed on you by authority figures?

Now that you are the authority figure in your life, an autonomous being, what do you resist?

Resisting anything creates energetic armor, blocks in your energy field. Resistance creates tightness where there could be flow, disease where there could be harmony, tension where there could be ease, disconnection where there could be wholeness.

Does a fast moving stream push against the boulder and use all its strength to resist its bulk and weight? The stream simply flows around the boulder with ease. The boulder is irrelevant to the mission of the stream, which is to flow with ease.

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Flowing stream, autumn leaf

What obstacles, or boulders do you encounter in your life? Can you flow around them like a river?

When you push against, strain and fight, struggle and resist the obstacles in your way, you block your flow and cause conflict both within you and outside of you.

When you allow the energy of your body and life to flow freely, your creative inspiration will provide surprising solutions to the boulders you encounter.

Patient like a tree

Can you be patient like a tree?

Can you stand steadfast when the storms rage? Can you set forth leaves blossoms and fruit when the season is right?

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Grandmother Cottonwood, dormant

Can you let go of the old, the superfluous, last year’s leaves when they no longer feed your heart and soul? Can you rest and sleep and pull your attention inward during the long winter, gathering strength for the growth to come?

Can you feel the magnetic pull of mother earth in your roots, allowing them to be pulled into the soil and subsoil so you will be anchored deeply to your home? No matter how high and wide your reach, your deep roots will keep you secure through all seasons and all weather.

Can you allow your branches and leaves to reach and turn to the sun, to soak up and absorb the life giving light and warmth? These precious gifts are freely given to you!  They are your birthright!

When you stand tall and steadfast, when you live according to your life’s rhythms, you bless this earth with your presence; you know you belong here, a vital element in life’s tapestry. You will endure!

Wheel of the year

It is the season for low slanting sunlight, the silent message all living creatures are attuned to. Summer is past, winter will come. The wheel of the year turns.

Live each day, each moment, each breath fully, for the cycle of the year teaches us that all physical things change – nothing you can see, touch, taste, hear, smell, hold in your hand is permanent. Even the rocks beneath your feet will erode away. The huge trees that shade and shelter you will grow old and decline as young trees take their place in the canopy.

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Painted lady butterfly on red zinnia

You too are an integral part of the wheel of life.

Can you let go of what was once true about you and accept the realty of your now? Perhaps you still expect to see a physically beautiful young adult looking back from your mirror, but instead see a gray haired grandparent…

Beneath the physical aspect of our reality – which so many of you seem so attached to – lies your indestructible spirit and that, my dear will never grow old, never die.

As the earth cycles into a new season, as your body grows older, as the landscape changes beneath your feet, Remember your indestructible spirit that lies at the very heart of your existence here on our beloved planet.

Honey to your heart

Like honey bees, every cell in your body has a specialized job to do.

Every cell in your body complies with the direction of your intention according to its nature. Your intentions are the instructions, blue-print, and operating system for your life.

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Honeybee and butterflies

Intentions are words about yourself and your life, thoughts, expectations, goals, and beliefs that begin within you.

If you do not consciously create your intentions and decide what you want in your life, you will enter a default setting created by your fears, doubts, worries and habitual thoughts and beliefs. Then your cells will carry out this default intention whether you like it or not!

You have been given the gifts ability and wisdom to choose and set intentions that create a beautiful life for yourself, a healthy body, a fulfilled heart. In this way you take charge of your life!

Set your intentions and line up your thoughts and beliefs and the cells of your body to concur. When your cells concur, when your thoughts are in agreement, the web of all things must also concur. There must be no wavering, or wandering by your mind, heart or will. All must be in alignment to create what you want!

Set your intentions for health, well- being, sweet harmony with others, a happy life filled with love, a satisfied soul – honey to your heart!

Letting go

The season of letting go has come around on the cosmic wheel once again. I will soon release this year’s crop of golden leaves that soaked up the sun and fed me all summer. It is the time of the waning year, the waning moon. Time to let go.

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Grandmother Cottonwood, golden leaf

I must release my beautiful crown of leaves that shimmered in the breeze through sunlight and shadow, moonlight and midsummer heat. They will not needed during the cold dark months.

Releasing, surrendering, letting go – good practice for the final act of letting go that all living creatures must experience – a rehearsal for death, the great transition.

I bow to the cycles of life and death, to the inevitable. I make ready for winter, withdraw my attention from outward things, pull my awareness inward, down to my roots as my sap cools and subsides.

I will soon be ready for my winter’s rest, my dreaming time. There will be nothing to grasp hold of, no responsibilities, nothing to do or be or have, no agenda, no leaves to maintain. All the trappings of summer – released.

I may seem inert, even dead to those who pass by, yet deep inside, in my roots, below the surface of the soil, my inner hearth fire embers glow, ready to spring into life once again after the long winter nights give way to spring.