Today, I share with you a personal vision I’ve had since my early twenties. I speak about a specific cabin off the grid, out in the country at the base of a small mountain with a creek that runs nearby. I describe the cabin and everything that I see, sense and know.
The Returning of the Wolf – Today’s vision from Spirit is very different from the rest. I am given a vision about a wolf on a journey home. This wolf has been traveling for many lifetimes and he is tired and worn out and wants to stop but knows his journey is too important to stop now… and he is soooooooooo close.
This video below is a continuation of the above video… elaborating on more of the Wolf’s journey and why it is as it is and how close he is to finding his way home.
This Vision came to me in March of 2006
As I drift off to sleep this cold, winter night in March underneath the full moon, the Storm Moon, I see a young native Indian man. He is very strong and wise beyond his years. He is a healer, what some might call a medicine man.
I lay before him in a trance like state as he begins his ritual. He starts off with chants and a bit of a dance. With leaves of some sacred plant tucked into his ear lobes he dances about my body, cleansing my soul and the air that surrounds me so that the healing process may begin. Blessing the area once cleansed, he continues with his mystic chants.
I see myself laying there, now bound by the feet and ankles … A white horse I see, this horse is there to carry me on my journey. A ritual of unbinding my legs now begins.. large knives or blades are heated by the blazing fire that roars in the circle, then used to cut away what ties me down. A white wolf appears.. by my side he takes a protective stance , he holds his position at my side to protect my spirit as the ritual continues through the night.
My head is then wrapped with some sort of large, green leafy plant anointed in the native medicines, my eyes are then covered as well with the same. Pink blossoms are then placed over my eyes.. Not sure what the flower is but it is fragrant, not strong but a gentle scent and the petals are long and oval shaped much like a star but with many more points. As I am being healed I am also being given certain gifts. At this time I do not question all that goes on, I accept the healing and welcome the gifts.
Natives at both my sides chanting and dancing all around me, I am then adorned with white seeds that are placed down the center of my stomach, from my breasts to my navel. I reach down to touch the ever faithful wolf that still stands guard at my side. As I stroke his fur, he leans in to my touch and yet maintains his stance to re-affirm that he remains to be my protector and shall not, under any circumstances leave my side. … To each side of me there are natives painting my body with ointments in healing colors. They paint on symbols of healing and rebirth… my insides are being healed for the next stage of the ritual. Now below my navel a large area is painted. This is where my womb lies. Oh yes, I see, now it is clear that I am about to give birth. Birth to who or what I ask…
Once the adornment is complete the medicine man and his fellow natives begin to chant at a stronger, louder, more intense pace. The birthing has begun and I see and image emerging from my own stomach. A figure cloaked in white .. What’s this I see? I am giving birth to my own self! Slowly I rise from within myself.. a long laboring task. Once I am fully born I look back to have a look back at the body I have just come from. Now nothing more than an empty shell. It looks as though all the useful bits were taken out and now all that is left is a thick skin of a shell. A tough thick skin, for that person that I came from had grown tough from many lifetimes of pain and suffering. I see I have taken the heart with me and yet left the brain behind. Maybe this is telling me that the old way of thinking is no longer needed and that new thinking is now possible. … Leaving behind also all the painful memories that cluttered the mind and held me back from truly progressing. My eyes I see I have taken as well, but they have been cleansed and renewed so that I may have a fresh, untainted look at the world around me.
With new eyes, new visions emerge., and with new visions come new hopes, new dreams, new goals and a whole new life.
As I am now fully free from my old self, I go to the white wolf to thank him for the devotion and protection he has given to me during this time of renewal. I kneel before him and look into his eyes and tears begin to fall from my newly reopened eyes. I am overcome with so much emotion for when our eyes met, I saw the heart and soul of this wolf. Strong and pure, full of love. A love so true that no sacrifice was too big. For I saw that the wolf would give his own life for my protection.
As I gather myself, I am told to rise and hold my head up high.. for now I am to see myself as a priestess and I needed to start living the part. I was told to recognize my gifts and embrace the new me that has emerged this cold March night. This would be my next great task in life, for I have never seen myself in such a position of stature. I was told that by accepting my new position was to truly love myself and it was less of a title that others would know me by and more of one that would be known to myself. Knowing who you are and accepting that and embracing it with love is the only way to inner peace and with your own inner peace you can now finally begin to help others heal. For your inner self is like your home and if your home is not in order you cannot expect to help others get theirs in order. As I agree to accept the new life that has been given.. I begin my journey.. walking down life’s path again, with a new perspective and new look at what the world has in store and what magic lies ahead.
With the white wolf at my side we begin down the path and I see myself transform into a wolf as well and we run off into the shadows of the night.. side by side we run off to start anew.. not in front or behind but at the side of my protector.
by: Waya the Raventalker
A thought came to mind yesterday and I told myself I should have written it down at that very moment before it got lost in shadows of my brain. I got busy and distracted and of course did not write it down but I do remember the basis of the thought.. it was only the exact phrasing that escapes me now. “The world is made up of a beautiful variety of imperfections… I consider myself just a tiny part of those imperfections.”
Late last night as my husband was looking through the lampwork beads he had been creating, I am once again confronted with this concept of what’s perfect and what’s not. What he thought was an imperfect bead was absolutely beautiful to me.. one of my all time favorites so far that he had made. He insisted it wasn’t usable because it wasn’t perfect… but to me … it was already perfect… perfectly beautiful.
This morning as I ponder more on this thought of perfection, a crow caws in the distance and I as turn to search from where the voice came… the sun is just peeking up from the hillside, the dew on the grass sparkles like little diamonds, the birds patiently wait with their song in the nearby trees as I top off the feeders, a cool breeze fills my senses with the refreshing smell of Spring and a smile takes shape from the inside out. In that perfect moment I knew. So I said, Yes Spirit … I understand now what I need to write about today.
Have a look around at the trees… so many shapes, sizes, color and species… who is to say which may be the perfect one. Further more, why does one even have to be perfect. To me, they are all perfect… they are all trees and within each one lies it’s very own distinct beauty.
….. and take a look at this dandelion.. nearly half it’s seed heads are gone… one dangles there to the side ready to take off with the slightest breeze…. is it perfect? YES, yes it is! It is as perfect a dandelion as any dandelion could be. Would a small child pass it up and not take a very big deep breath and blow with all their heart and soul in hopes for their wishes to come true? NOPE! So, yes, that dandelion is perfect.. no matter what it looks like … it is still a wish waiting to be made. PERFECTION in all it’s glory!
Take a look at the world for what it has to give and not how you think it should look. Now what do you see?
A vision from one of my morning meditations:
At some point, what seems to me now like it may have been in the middle of this mornings meditation, I found myself on a paved road, but the center of the road was flooded with water and had broken away. The edges of the road were jagged and at first I stood there looking at it, knowing I needed to make it to the other side but how?
I examined the road and what parts were left that were still paved and I began walking on the edge to try and make it over to the other side. Suddenly water flowed over the side I was on and now there was no paved edging to walk on. If I was going to make it to the other side I would have to get wet. I would have to fully immerse myself into the water and through my own efforts make my way to the other side.
Water is a symbol of emotions. Good and bad (all emotions). So in this vision, you can see I have a path to follow but my emotions seem to have blocked my way. In fear of facing these emotions, I tried to navigate around them but Spirit took away that possibility, forcing me to make the choice of standing still and not moving forward, running the other way, or facing my fears and facing my emotions by pushing through them.
I stood on the edge of that pavement only for a moment before I realized what was needed. With a little hesitation and one big gulp of gumption.. I jumped right into the water and swam my way across. It turns out I was afraid of nothing. I did not drown, I did not even struggle .. I swam straight across with no trouble at all. When I got to the other side… crawled upon the pavement and looked back at where I had just come from…. I smiled and giggled just a little. What on Earth was I so worried about? I had let my fears stop me from moving forward. I allowed silly thoughts I made up in my own mind to be “Oh this can’t be good”… and I allowed my progress to be halted for a moment. It is true that we are our own worst enemies at times. It is so easy to convince ourselves of just about anything. Be careful of what you allow yourself to believe. Trust yourself and your abilities. Know that you have it within you to make it through whatever life throws in your direction.
It is smart to think before you leap, just don’t let it stop you from moving forward.
I was just in meditation and a vision was given to me about the standing stones that are scattered around the world. I have no way of knowing if this could be true, but the vision I was given is perfectly clear.
The stones I keep hearing are like a key… broken apart in puzzle form. To understand the stones truth you must map them together as if they were at one point in the same place.
If the stones were to be mapped together.. layered on top of each other, then their intent and purpose would be clear. Separated they have a mystery, an unknown story… but to bring them back together… the story, the truth is revealed.
Wow! I’d love to know if there has ever been anyone who has tried this. What I am seeing is the stones on a transparent type of film and then overlayed on top of each other and rearranged until suddenly they all seem to match up creating one perfectly clear image of something entirely unexpected, entirely different.
Hmmmmmmmmmm, certainly some food for thought.
Those more severe moments of our transformation tend to throw us for a loop and can send us off balance … there is reason for this. Once we lose our balance we must work to regain that balance. We change our position, our footing… and we readjust ourselves where we stand. Once we have regained our balance, the world around us has a different look, well it doesn’t look any different really, but we see it differently. Our vision comes then from a new perspective.
Remind yourself, when going through a seemingly chaotic situation that transformation is taking place and that soon you will have a new outlook on life. It doesn’t always change drastically.. but it does change.
The art of finding four leaf clovers is far more simple than one might think… It’s seeing beyond the sea of ordinary to find a small glimpse of extraordinary!|
How quickly can you find the one with 4 leaves?
Adjust your view, clear your mind of all else and there it is… right in front of you.
Once you find it .. it’s yours… it only needs to be found… not also picked.
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Many Blessings, Raventalker
This morning I had a vision and I’m still pondering the full meaning…
I was at some foreign event …. like in Africa,Australia or Mexico… the landscape was very dry and dusty.. not much greenery going on… just loads of dirt. I was there to guard and take photos so I was given this really long, huge gun and so I tried carrying both around with me while I was readying myself to take photos of the event. No idea what the event was I don’t think the event was the “real” point of me being there.
As I was looking for a good vantage point to take photos I saw through a window tons of hummingbirds gathered in one area… they were all over the place! So I moved people out of my way… put the gun down saying I don’t need that thing and began taking photos. All the while I kept moving around to get different vantage points to capture this moment. Everyone else was watching the event .. I was more interested in these hummingbirds and why so many were there. Along with the ordinary hummingbirds were a handful of different rare hummingbirds as well. This amazed me and I was wondering why no one else was even concerned or noticing the hummingbirds.
Now a second even was taking place and as I was moving toward the second event to take photos of it I looked up and it looked as though there were 2 suns in the sky right next to each other. I thought it was my eyes playing tricks on me so I would look away and refocus again and again until I admitted to myself that yes indeed it does look like 2 suns are in the sky. Me with my camera in hand, grabbed it and began to focus to take photos .. anyone who has ever tried taking pics of the sun knows how hard that is to focus because of the brightness of the sun. So I fiddled and focused again and again to get a good shot and then realized it wasn’t two suns it was planets.
What I was seeing was lots of planets and as my camera kept refocusing on this event I saw more and more planets move into alignment. The events going on behind me continued as people were distracted by whatever that was and not paying one bit of attention to the miracle that was going on in the sky above us. It was absolutely amazing to see. All of the planets were perfectly falling right into alignment.
Here’s a little bit of info on the hummingbird from linsdomain.com
Life is a wonderland of delight – darting from one flower to another, tasting the sweet nectar and radiating the colors of the rainbow. It’s a symbol for accomplishing that which seems impossible. It can teach you how to find the miracle of joyful living in your own life.
Hummingbird medicine is herbal; it shows us how to use flowers for healing. They teach us how to draw life essence from flowers and create your own medicines.
This totem reminds us to explore the past and extract the sweetness from it. It can help you find joy and sweetness in any situation. Grab joy as swiftly as you can. It reminds us to find the joy in what we do and to sing it out.
My whole life has been like the hunt like the wolf, searching for food. The food that we hunt is different only in the hunger that we each sought to feed. In my own search I have sought out various foods to feed the many different hungers of my soul… a hunger for wisdom, of learning, of growth, of love, of creativity, a hunger for spiritual fulfillment and the list goes on.
This the longest night of the year I would like to share with you my spiritual journey. In this journey I was accompanied by my long time spiritual companion, the white wolf.
The day began much colder than any other before it, the community was buzzing with activities, as everyone was preparing for the longest of the cold winter nights.
The elders gathered and I was stripped of all that I wear and bathed in a ritual bath to cleanse away all that was unneeded. I was induced into a restful, relaxed state by way of some sort of herbal drink and then wrapped in the pelt of a white wolf and placed in a shelter with a roaring fire at it’s center.
I lay next to the fire wrapped in this wonderous fur. I give thanks to the wolf that gave his life for the sake of my warmth this long and cold winter night. I struggle to keep my eyes open, the herbal concoction has set in and my body falls into a state of complete rest.
The fire before me glows and my eyes grow so heavy I can no longer keep them open.
I hear not a sound other than the beat of my own heart accompanied by that of my spirited protector, the great white wolf. Not a sound is heard, not the crackle of the fire, not the sounds of the night, no sound from any other soul. The night, silent and still.
Now that night has fallen, there is no scurrying about with chores and busy work, there is no worry or fright, there is no concern or sorrow.. there is only one thing and that thing is rest. Curled up by the fire in this fine coat of fur, I close my eyes and finally I rest.
Completely at ease, knowing I am watched over, I am filled with warmth and love and when I close my eyes, the dreams begin.
Visions of many, they come and they go ..
Secrets of old revealed…
Healing and growth show themselves…
The light from above now glowing from my center.. it fills me.
This night, the longest of the year…. Shall be forever cherished and never feared.
This was my long night’s journey … and the message I’d like to pass on is this:
There is much time in this life to be busy .. to gather.. to hunt ..
to prepare for many things.. you must remember that to be at your best and to keep your strengths at their height.. you must take time to rest .. completely let go and allow yourself time to rejuvenate….
On my in to work this morning I was greeted right away with the angelic numbers 222. (222 meaning – Have faith. Everything’s going to be all right.)
This made me smile as I felt blessed and comforted seeing the numbers there in front of me as I drove to work. I began to think about signs in general.. what they mean to people and their significance to others.
I also thought for a moment about those who would like to tell us that we make things up to mean things and that none of it really means anything .. we just say that it does.
Then I thought … well who cares if it is real or not. If I am able to find comfort in something as simple as a set of numbers, then whats the harm… what does it matter to anyone else but me. It means something to me and that is all that matters.
The truth is that none of us can truly say what is at the end of our road until that end has come to be. Having faith and something to believe in doesn’t hurt anyone at all. If in times of stress, hardship, struggle, loneliness or whatever the case may be .. you are able to find comfort in whatever sign it is you have chosen to see then so be it. You are the only one effected by the sign.. so whats the big deal. Why is it some are so bent on arguing about what sign you chose to believe in and whether or not it is a real sign or not??? I think maybe the case is that they have their eyes closed so tightly to what cannot be explained that they don’t “SEE” .. and when others say that they have “SEEN” they feel.. .well they feel a bit left out and since they haven’t “SEEN” any signs then they must not be real.
Finding comfort in finding a feather.. seeing sets of numbers.. hearing a birds call… feeling like someone of a higher power is watching over you harms no one. Go ahead and believe as you wish .. it is all our given right.
Signs are everywhere you just have to ask for them. When asking for a sign you are making yourself aware of your surroundings.. so what was there all the while is now visible to you.
Just as that line from one of my favorite songs goes… Only the ones who believe, ever see what they dream, ever dream what comes true.
So says the raven today… DREAM.. BELIEVE.. HAVE FAITH.. LIVE.. LOVE… LAUGH and SEE!
Ok so all night through my dreaming I had a huge spider that stayed on me… it was huge but harmless but still creeped me out …where ever I went .. it went with me. It would crawl all over my back mostly and sometimes go to the top of my head and sit there. Spiders have always creeped me out and so this was hard to deal with for most of the night. In my dreaming, I was just doing daily life kind of stuff… running errands, housework, regular work stuff and so on. The spider, no matter what I did … stayed on me though… never falling or jumping off.
I kept telling myself … spiders are good omens.. spiders are good .. get over it Holly… spiders are good…lol..
Eventually … I got over the creepy factor and was at peace with the spider being on me. I knew the spider meant me no harm and wasn’t going to bite me so at some point I just settled down inside and accepted the gift of the spider and a sense of calm and peace filled me.
So in honor of the spider that came to me in my dreaming last night, I want to share with you the magic the spider brings to your life.
A spider totem teaches you balance —
between past and future, physical and spirit, male and female.
She is strength and gentleness combined.
She awakens creative sensibilities
and reminds you that the past is always interwoven with the future.
Spiders are the keepers of the primordial alphabet
and can teach you how to write creatively.
Her body is shaped like the number 8 and she has 8 legs,
which is symbol of infinite possibilities of creation.
Her 8 legs represent the 4 winds of change and the 4 directions of the medicine wheel.
Spider’s message is that you are an infinite being who will continue
to weave patterns of life and living throughout time.
Do not fail to see the eternal plan of creation.
Those who weave magic with the written word usually have this totem.
A vision I had one afternoon on my way home from work …
Today the Grandmothers came for a visit …
Straight away one of them came over and grabbed me by the ear and said “come on, we must go”.
“Go where?”, I asked … “nevermind that, just come on”.
They said we had to get to the top of that mountain … as one of the grandmothers pointed to this remote, very steep mountain top that looked to be somewhere in Asia.
I started grabbing a few things as they pulled me to the base of the mountain. Things I thought I might need to help me along the way.
Off we went up the mountain. The sun beating down on my back felt like a brick house pushing me down. The grandmothers seem to have no trouble at all climbing this mountain. How could I be out-done by a couple of old ladies?!
I kept climbing …
As I climbed I began letting loose of some of those things I thought I needed. I had to shed some weight to make it to the top of this darned mountain. I had to lighten the load!
I’m not sure how long it took. It seemed like a long time … but it was still daylight when we reached the top.
I reached the top and there was a bench just overlooking the edge. I made my way over to the bench and sat down.
Exhausted, I sat there for a while trying to catch my breath and gather my senses.
The grandmothers behind me say, “What do you see? What do you feel? what do you hear? and what do you know?”
“I know I’m beat!”, I thought to myself…
I sat there for a few moments looking out over the amazing view … wondering to myself… “ok what is it they WANT me to see, hear, feel, and know?” hmmmmmmmmmm
“Forget about us for a moment and just speak your mind”, they said.
I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes. I could smell the flowers. Each scent individual and then a lingering of how they mingled together. I felt the cool breeze as it washed over my face and brushed through my hair. I felt the once hot sun, now warming me as it dried my dripping wet clothes and it felt like a golden hug from heaven. I could hear the wind as it blew through each blade of grass and how it seemed to whisp around the whole mountain, encircling us all. I opened my eyes and I could see clear across the valley below without my glasses on. The colors on the leaves as the sun played among the branches of every tree were so vivid.
“Now, what do you know?” they asked.
I know that somehow I feel lighter … even though I am in body the same as when I started up the mountain …. and beside the fact of my material load being gone, I feel lighter inside myself. I don’t quite understand how, but I feel so light that it is as if I could glide down this mountain like a leaf in the wind.
I feel weightless… inside and out.
“Think about this for a while”, they said … “stay here and allow your mind to become crystal clear”.
Suddenly I replayed the memory of myself climbing this mountain and I watched as I started to lighten my load. Each time I let go of something it became something else… like thoughts or behaviors. My concentration was solely on getting up this mountain and all those things I thought I needed weren’t helping at all. Without thinking about it I began to let these things go as I made my way upward. Then suddenly there I was… at the top.
I smirked .. smart old women ….
We need nothing but what is inside us to make it to where we want to go.. with a strong will and a bit of direction, we will get there as long as we don’t give up and keep our eyes forward.
Thank you Grandmothers for this journey … there are always lessons to be learned.
Some might throw their nose up in the air and say its garbage because it’s not got the perfect clarity they think it should have …. Their loss ….
Each crystal can only be what it is … as it grows it develops these personality traits (flaws to some) taking on characteristics of the land that feeds it …
Who is to say that crystal can’t bring as much joy as one that may have more clarity …. Who is to say one crystal can heal better than the other
At the end of the day they are both the same… they both contain many of the same properties and elements .. they are both crystals
Spirit says no matter your clarity … you have value …. You can do the same as any other … first you have to believe this to be true … no matter what others may say or think … it is you at the end of the day holding yourself back from doing what you were born to do.
What its Like to Soar
I was given a precious gift by way of dream/vision one night not long ago …. settle into your seat and I’ll tell you about my journey into the night.
As I lay down my head for the night I was instantly transported into a dream/vision state of mind.
I saw myself painted white from head to toe with dark markings below my eyes and upon my lips … to me this was right away a sign that this was to be about new visions, a way of seeing things in a new perspective and with the markings on my lips .. this was to signify that I should speak about what it was I am seeing. So here I go…
I lay there upon a table painted and marked and from my body another image is being born… I see that I am giving birth to myself once again .. ever growing.. ever changing and transforming … I emerge from the shell that was me as the raven and then straight away I transform into the eagle.
This said to me that yes I am the raven .. but inside me I also carry the strength of the eagle… the experience that came after was nothing less than amazing…
As I transformed from one bird to another I felt the strength of the eagle.. the power was overwhelming and amazing … straight up I flew .. quickly into the sky above ….
Soaring higher than ever before… from this height I was able to look down and see the world … my world and the world around me from a new perspective. The shear power behind each flap of my wings was unimaginable.. I felt strength throughout my entire being like never before.. I felt so very strong and it was with great force that I flew. I drifted on the winds above and the view was amazing!
Normally in my life I feel very weak and vulnerable.. most often in a fragile state, easily hurt (emotionally), rarely noticed and very small in the world, insignificant in the world as a whole. In this vision I was given a whole other feeling… opposite of what I experience in my day to day living.
What I was able to take from this gift of vision:
Even tho I may feel small and fragile, I have inside me the strength to soar to higher ground.
I shall not forget the strength I felt as the eagle and how it was to soar so far above what I had ever imagined possible.. I shall keep with me the knowledge that I do have what it takes to make it there .. it just takes a bit of faith and flying full force into the direction of our dreams. A knowing that within me lies all the tools I need to be me at my greatest.
My message to everyone else….
We all hold the tools needed … we just have to know that they are there and then use them to get us where we are meant to be.
It doesn’t matter what or how we think others see us .. it is all about how we see ourselves that matters.