hey ya, hey ya, hey ya..... She sits with beaded headband and yellow vest. Her face is round and a warm brown with white hair wisps as a frame. The fullness of her presence signifies she has seen more than her share. An open mouth spills out the sound of her knowing when once she was young it was the high pitch sound of her longing. Age brought her to these deeper notes. Time had to pass before she could sing like thunder. Her song is no nonsense and only tells the truth. It speaks of an earthy connection and a warm embrace in the quick moment that the sky opens to the light and the power flashing boldly. In this instant you know you are standing strong. She says hey ya, hey ya, hey ya as she beats a drum given to her by her ancestors. And when those words touch the ears of the white wolves they stand alert. They begin to gather and mark the trail that leads forward. Standing strong leads to walking firm, moving on a straight path guided by the constant hey ya, hey ya, hey ya.........
And this is the image of my SoulCollage® Protector Guide. She came to me on Monday and I love her. I can not get enough of her. She warms me and the wolves call me. I can hear her chant deep in my mind. The lightening is bold and a bit scary in all of its power.
Taking time to meditate upon what we need within us to guide us through difficult times is so helpful What are the qualities that make us feel safe and true to our standing tall? Each of us will have our own sense of a Protector Guide and who she or he is and what surrounds that energy. Using images to define what we feel draws it even closer and allows us to go much deeper. We can ask ourselves why did I choose that image, that face, that symbol? How do I feel when I gaze upon it? What happens when I allow that image to work inside my mind? Does it open new thoughts and places I have not yet explored?
As I gaze upon this wonderful native woman singing her song my heart knows her. I have always known her. She cuddled me as a child when I felt hurt and alone. She connected me to the earth as I would watch butterflies and caterpillars or climbed in trees. She fostered my curiosity about things old and ancient and my ancestors. She helped me find my voice as I grew older. She stood by me as I gave birth to my children. She held my hand as I stood by the bedside of my sick daughter. She chanted with me as my mother's spirit left this world for another. And now she is courting me to dance an unknown dance.
Perhaps the wolves know the steps. I will have to get to know them better to see if they will turn and leap and do the two step with me. I will listen to the hey ya, hey ya, hey ya and seek to feel the style of the dance. I will waltz in the thunder clap. Is this the march of age beckoning me to new ways of being? If so, if I am entering a new time, a new age I am glad that she is my guide for I know in her face, in her eyes and in her heart she will be there for me at any new passages that may come without my knowing, into the mystery of my life.
It is so comforting to know that she sits in her dress fully herself while I still live with confusions and conflicts and fears and mistakes and failures and disappointments and losses and imperfections beyond my control. As I continue to slip and stumble, seek and learn, try and fail and live this life in all the humanness that we must, she is an image that holds me with a grandmother's embrace. It is here at her feet I can wash the tears and cleanse my spirit and feel her forever with me.
And this is the image of my SoulCollage® Protector Guide. She came to me on Monday and I love her. I can not get enough of her. She warms me and the wolves call me. I can hear her chant deep in my mind. The lightening is bold and a bit scary in all of its power.
Taking time to meditate upon what we need within us to guide us through difficult times is so helpful What are the qualities that make us feel safe and true to our standing tall? Each of us will have our own sense of a Protector Guide and who she or he is and what surrounds that energy. Using images to define what we feel draws it even closer and allows us to go much deeper. We can ask ourselves why did I choose that image, that face, that symbol? How do I feel when I gaze upon it? What happens when I allow that image to work inside my mind? Does it open new thoughts and places I have not yet explored?
As I gaze upon this wonderful native woman singing her song my heart knows her. I have always known her. She cuddled me as a child when I felt hurt and alone. She connected me to the earth as I would watch butterflies and caterpillars or climbed in trees. She fostered my curiosity about things old and ancient and my ancestors. She helped me find my voice as I grew older. She stood by me as I gave birth to my children. She held my hand as I stood by the bedside of my sick daughter. She chanted with me as my mother's spirit left this world for another. And now she is courting me to dance an unknown dance.
Perhaps the wolves know the steps. I will have to get to know them better to see if they will turn and leap and do the two step with me. I will listen to the hey ya, hey ya, hey ya and seek to feel the style of the dance. I will waltz in the thunder clap. Is this the march of age beckoning me to new ways of being? If so, if I am entering a new time, a new age I am glad that she is my guide for I know in her face, in her eyes and in her heart she will be there for me at any new passages that may come without my knowing, into the mystery of my life.
It is so comforting to know that she sits in her dress fully herself while I still live with confusions and conflicts and fears and mistakes and failures and disappointments and losses and imperfections beyond my control. As I continue to slip and stumble, seek and learn, try and fail and live this life in all the humanness that we must, she is an image that holds me with a grandmother's embrace. It is here at her feet I can wash the tears and cleanse my spirit and feel her forever with me.
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