The Feather that spoke..

Feather from Heaven

Feather from Heaven

Today I found myself sharing a true story with a blogging friend.  So I thought I would share it again here. For it may give someone the heart to look for the hidden Signs that our Guardian Angels/Universe/Source throws in our direction, If only we take the time to Look and Listen.

Last week I was so depressed it was like I was grieving for someone.. I didn’t want to even get out of bed in the mornings.. My bones ached as I thought my Fibromyalgia was starting another flare up.. I knew the energies were changing and affecting our bodies and so set about trying to alter my mind set as I didn’t want to fall into this particular pit again.

Yet it seems that no matter how many times I tried to disconnect from the world to lift my spirits, Negative news seemed to follow me and bog me down as if I were living out other people’s experiences.

News items I was trying to avoid would invade my space.. And the more weight seemed to load onto my chest to the point I felt physically constricted..  I couldn’t shake it off.. I tried watching old movies  on DVDs that had  comedy in them to make me laugh  and I would walk out in Nature, yet still I had this heart ache that wouldn’t go away..

So I Asked my own healing Angels to come forward and help, I reverted back to my daily meditation practice going right back to basics.. To clear my aura, putting on my ‘Light Body’ Grounding myself and remembering to put protection around me.. I even had salt baths. And I did clearing exercises to separate cording’s both past and present.

Last week we had a big storm called Storm Doris.. Whose winds were gusting up to 90mph.. I asked for protection around our home and those of family and friends. And thankfully we had no damage, yet many did with fences and glass broken in greenhouses, trees felled and one lady lost her life to flying debris in another part of the country.

The weird thing was, that as the storm was dying down, A large white feather dropped onto my back patio.. It stuck to the floor with the rain. ( I have long collected feathers, and see them as a sign from my angels.. ) So I went to pick  it up and dried it off..

The next day in the very same spot.. The VERY same spot.. I saw what appeared a flower on a stem, it looked like sweet-peas. But when I bent to pick it up it was made out of plastic, it wasn’t sweet-peas, but a stem of bleeding hearts.

At the time I threw it in the bin, thinking it was the wind which had blown it But the winds had long died down over night .. But all day I could not stop thinking about it so looked up the meaning on line. Of the Bleeding hearts flower. Which among many other things said ( Bleeding Heart helps bring peace, harmony and balance to people’s heart, allowing a person to perceive love on many levels: of self, others, city, country, environment and beyond.) – See more HERE

So here is the feather I painted. And in doing so the calm and healing soothed my soul as I allowed back in the peace as I listened once again as I painted this feather spoke deep to my heart..

Feather

Painting in Acrylic on black card.

 

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Energy~ We can all be that Shift!..

Moon and Silverbirch

Moon and Silverbirch

It’s likely that most recently

You felt a shift in Energy

That’s raised your hackles and confused

No doubt its lit your shorter fuse

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There’s lots of heated words of air

That fly around to bring despair

For that’s their aim as on target they hit

If you allow them the power to split

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Tune out, turn off and instead go within

That’s the only way to shut out the din

Seek Peace with some Solitude

Breathe Deep, Om some love into the Multitudes

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Close your eyes and start to fly

Raise your vibration to the sky

See the rainbows after the storm

Give thanks in Gratitude for this New Dawn

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Let not your anger add fuel to the fire

Use your hearts to create your desires

So, when you feel your fuse ignite

Don’t raise your voices in Angers might

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The greatest tool we have is the Power of Love

How long will we take to learn from Above

So use your Power through love and Peace

You’ll be amazed at its Energy Release

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

It struck me as I did my laundry, that no matter how many cycles and whatever program you choose, the spin cycle is the same.. All be it different speeds… And that my friends is how at the moment I feel about the world of politics as it spins us into frustration.  

Sometimes we have to just tune out and step away from all the energy that is being thrown about right now in the political programming of the machine cycle of world programming, as they press our buttons with the help of the continuous spin of media news that engulfs our homes.

I choose not to get caught up within its energy..

And instead sent out my own vibration of

LOVE, and HEALING into the World.. 

I may be quieter again as I am nurturing myself a little more this week.. Above is a watercolour painting I did from the imagination of my mind.. 

Others I have been dabbling with are on my Gardening Blog for a change.. link at the top right-side bar for those interested.. 

I hope you will use the tools within your own minds to shift the energies from the ones that are being vented at the moment, into nurturing yourselves and your love ones.. Remember THEY are the most important people in our lives . Not those who come through the TV screen.. 

I hope you enjoyed the poem I wrote two nights ago.. 

In Love and Light to you ALL.. 

Have a wonderful Week.. 

See you all Soon.

~Sue~

 

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s Day to you ALL.. ❤

Please share your Love today with Laura.. Who has gifted us all with a beautiful Sound Healing experience
As Today is also World Sound Healing Day..

I hope you go listen to her lovely soundcloud AH sound vibration contribution. And make yourselves known to her..
Much love to each and every one of you..

Thank you ALL for the LOVE you share here with me and your continued wonderful support.. I so appreciate my loyal followers who have become my wonderful friends.. ❤

Welcome also to all new followers, I am amazed at how many have joined Dreamwalker's Sanctuary this year.. So Please don’t be shy I would love to hear from you.

Enjoy your day.. I know I will..
Love and Blessings Sue ❤

Resounding Power

I hope you are all feeling loved and showing huge love right back!

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For those of you who may have missed my last post, today is also World Sound Healing Day. Every year, thousands of people around the world unite their voices in love, sounding for peace on Earth. This is the intention we are putting out through our AHing session, as set out by the organisers:

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If you would like to join in the sounding group I am leading in honor of World Sound Healing Day but cannot be with us in person in LA, this track is my Valentine’s gift to you!

It first guides you into the space from which to sound. Then there is approx 20 minutes of sounding, then three minutes of silence and finally three chimes to bring you back to your current time and space.

Use it to tune into our vibration…

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The Elder~ The Circular Path ~Final Chapter.

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Digitally shaded

 Today chores were completed, family drew close and the world continued to spin in its ever seemingly frustrating circles of divisions.  It was time to return to the Peace of her Elder Tree.

Today the Signs had all been about the number 4 as it jumped out at her at every chance it could. She thought upon how often we used this number. The four points of the compass, Four Elements. Four Cornerstones and more.

The four corners of the world were often spoken of, yet Mother Earth was round, a perfect circle as was the Moon and Sun to our eyes.

The woman smiled at how Mankind built his home in squares and angles, ridged blocks and sharp corners. And an image of the pyramids came to mind.  She thought about his personality traits, not easily bending in the wind or flowing in the stream of life. He always appeared to be fighting it, wanting to shape nature to his design rather than living in co-operations with it.

Nature rarely followed a straight line for long. The Ivy she now painted wound its way around the bird’s nest. Birds knew the strength of the circle. The woman leaned back stretching as she turned over the record which had stopped playing on the turntable.  Another circle as each thought went around and around in her head.

The Elder was taking shape now as she mixed some blues and reds in her dish for the berries. The Elder was silent again as she absorbed herself in her task of adding the Elderberries in their bunches to where she felt they needed to be. As her paintbrushes worked she followed her heart,  her vision saw another world unfolding inside her mind as she settled deeper within the Elder’s Magic.

The Heart of the Elder.

The Heart of the Elder.

Her mind flew back to her childhood to the happy times of her memory when she climbed trees and jumped brooks with her younger brother. Carefree days of long Summer Sun helping farmers harvest hay. She thought how she had gathered the Elderberries for her Aunt who would use their flowers in Spring to make sparkling wine, and make syrup and jams and delicious cordials from the Autumn berries. She loved being outdoors, it took her away from the fear of arguments and the responsibilities of watching over her four younger siblings.

She thought fondly of her Dad and the special times of walking the Dales and collecting the green Hazelnut cobs in the early months of September. Eating half before they got home with the nutcrackers tucked in his pocket to save their teeth. He’d always a sharp penknife and would often cut the Hazel rods to make walking sticks. It was the one thing she had wanted when he had passed, for he had made a special one with a ram horn on the top for a handle he used for walking.  He had found the weathered skull upon one of his many lonely hill top walks much later in life.

Around and around her thoughts went as each brush stroke filled in more leaves at the tip of the branches. Her mind thought of the overhanging branch of the large Beech tree in their childhood garden and how in winter storms her Dad had made them all sleep down stairs for fear of the big tree toppling over.

At the thought of the Beech tree she remembered the scars inflicted into its bark as her brother had calved his initials into its trunk. And how with a pellet gun he had aimed at it piercing it over and over in target practice.

Years later as an adult those same scars were still there to be seen. They were not as sharp to the eye, one had to lift their head higher to see them. But they were still visible to those who knew where to look.

But the scars had not prevented the Tree from growing. They were now part of the tree who had grown from the inside outwards.

The woman thought of all the layers which had gone into her own growth. She had no visible outward scars on her skin. Hers had been hidden within the circles of her own memories.

The Tribal  Universe is a circle of learning, everything is related, the woman had long since understood this knowledge.  Standing back from her painting, she saw how the snake had wound its way around the Elder and up into the branches. Each branch a different path. A road taken, each a journey of discovering who we are.

Branches of Life

Branches of Life

 

We are each climbing our tree, stepping onto our various branches, hauling ourselves higher as we aim to reach the top. Some are sure footed, climbing easily, while others can slip back losing their footing falling on hard ground and they struggle to pick themselves back up to climb again.   Some do not even have the courage to climb the tree for fearing they will fall.. Fear holding many back from exploring and testing one’s self to higher goals.

We are all upon the same Tree each holding onto our our particular pathway. Like leaves we may feel separate swaying in the breeze, yet each one is part of the cycle and each one is helping nourish the whole. 

 Everything has a time, an evolutionary path through their cycles. Like the Tree it had to shut down, pull back and have its periods of rest as well as growth. Throughout History the woman saw how Mankind had also gone through such cycles. 

She thought upon the events in the world. How one thing affects another, each a piece within the whole. She put her brush down and stood up arching her aching back as she stepped back to see the whole of her painting.

Elder Tree Complete

Elder Tree Complete

When we stand back, we see the Earth is alive right from its centre, the womb with its red blood, hot liquid gushing through her arteries. Her veins of waterways merging into her vast oceans tides ebbing and flowing with the Moons Wax and Wane.  While the hairs upon her outer skin are the billions of trees which hold her foundations together. Supporting both Great and Small, from Elephants to Insects, Whales to birds..

A Natural democracy prevails, all things having the right to exist, all things being equal.  She thought back through her memories, her history. We all of us have our place in history, each of us shaping it, calving out our places within it. Even if we may not realise the scars we inflict or leave behind us.  She saw how the circle of life repeats, and she knew deep down that we were reaping the consequences of neglect and greed. What seeds we had sown had to be reaped. What goes around comes around she thought. 

The Elder had known no words were needed today, for all the work being done had to come from one’s own BE-ing. As one explored their own journey which took them deep into their roots, taking them both High and Low along the branches of memory. One had to go within themselves to expand and grow.

She sighed, as she finished what she had started, she also knew that no one, and nothing was ever lost as she gave thanks to the Elder, for all that it had given.  For she knew she was just one among many who were travelling back home.

 For All roads lead us home, and we were all part of the same Tree of Life.

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The water-colour painting complete size is 10×07 inches 254 x 178mm on 100% cotton.

 © Sue Dreamwalker 2017.

No Longer Fragmented. #Loveuary

 The words you see below I  wrote in 2012.. It may seem little has changed..

Yet WE ARE CHANGING..

You only have to look at the Unity in Love and Reason now being shared in the face of adversity.  The Jigsaw painting is a very old one But I thought it appropriate to place here today.  For it is a symbol of us uniting in Love, as we all come together to make sense of the Bigger Picture in the world..

I also link this post to Ritu At her But I smile Anyway  Blog   and her #loveuary,

 Because we need to LOVE our Fellow Human Beings..

Below is Poem I wrote back then

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Jigsaw

Jigsaw

I would ask that you look beyond that which you see, and seek out your own Inner Light, of Calmness and Balance.

Much is happening within our world and we  all need now more than ever to unite our thoughts in love and kindness..

We need to bring our world back into balance through living once again through our HEARTS…Not judging or condemning. But by bringing the Care and Kindness back into our thoughts.   

All through our lives we seek Love and need to feel love, Now is the time we need to share Love, we need to share our HEARTS…with each other. 

In all of our Scriptures on Earth we find many guidelines to help us accomplish our Mission, for a mission is what we came to achieve.

These rules were simply learning to obey the higher principles of the Goddess/God force and Life, your Higher Self.. And the main principle is to LOVE one another..

Within each of us is a spark of LIGHT which connects us to the Oneness our Creator This point of embodiment is the reason why we came to this planet, Its the life giving force of which we are All of us connected.

When we learn to connect to that Light within, as we experience through our senses, you will see that everything we experience in our Outer-world takes on a new meaning. 

When you discover for yourselves this truth exiting things begin to happen, Things thought to be coincidences take on a new meaning, and when you open your mind even further you then see you are indeed Co-creators, and you are the ones who has the power to change the world with your thoughts.. And Peace and Harmony will become the Norm, as we learn to shed the Fear of chaos and negativity.

We then can pull together the shattered pieces as they fall in a world that thinks itself as separate… We are far from separate …

We are One.. 

Fragmented Souls..

Shattered are the pieces as they fall

As fragmented souls scream and call

Can you not hear as they shout and plea

‘What is to become of me?’

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Scattered to the winds I hear their minds

As each plea is for ‘Self’ to find

Peace so lost within tormented thought

As into the abyss of illusion they are caught

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Fear takes their hearts, squeezing them dry

Leaving them hollow and too empty to cry

Tears turn to ice with hearts that grow cold

As sickness of greed comes to take hold

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Like zombies they march along with the crowd

Will power forgotten and no longer proud

Their lights dimmed by possessions of wealth

Flickering flames in the wind of ill health

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Fragments of Faith blown out with all creeds

Forgotten memories of simple needs

Ancient teachings swept away with the ark

A penitent symbol as we bow to the Dark

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So gather your fragments to make a fight

Not to war, but be Warriors of Light.

Hold up your banners of love and truth,

Be an example to all our youth

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It’s never too late to change but a thought

For your power is within you worry nought

Let in the Light and give as you receive..

As Warriors all we need do is breathe..

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Allow each cell to open and mend

The Fragmented thoughts each of us send…

United we gather in strength across the land

As the power of LIGHT shall make its last stand.

© Sue Dreamwalker 2012-2017 

The Elder~ Shedding of Skins~ Part3

Things with Wings

Things with Wings

The woman had to leave the painting alone for a while, but the Elder was never far from her thoughts as she pondered upon what the Elder had spoken of regarding the Renewing and Regenerating.

She thought about her beloved forest walks and in particular the Standing Ones of the Oak Tribe who had always drawn her to their energy.

On her walks she would often reach out to touch their bark, their outer skin, gnarled and cracked, marveling upon their ages.

The forest of Sherwood that she loved so well held one of the oldest and well known, The Major Oak  Whose Standing had seen so many changes during at least 1,000 years reign over his domain.  She thought of the changes still to come as she had signed petitions to try to prevent Fracking from under his roots.  She again sent a silent prayer out to her Earth Mother as she thought of all the destruction Mankind had caused upon and deep into her own Earth Crust skin.

The Major Oak is now supported with beams and wires .

The Major Oak is now supported with beams and wires its age is approximated to be over 800 to 1,000 years.. Can you see the Elephant within its trunk?

By the time the woman returned to pick up her brushes, the woman was eager to learn what the Elder had to teach her. Today she filled in more details to the bark, the tiny brush strokes making patterns she picked out the creepy crawlies, spiders, and grubs now forming. The woman thought deeply upon the thousands of insects that made their home in the bark and among the crevasses and branches of the Standing Ones.

Trees are home to Thousands of insects and wildlife

Trees are home to Thousands of insects and wildlife

The Elder remained silent, allowing the woman to penetrate each crevasse with her brush stroke as deeper she sank into her own world of thought.  She painted the skin of the snake as it twisted up and out along the branch of the Elder, and thought of the many symbols mankind had used in which the snake had played a part.

ELDER Snake branch

The serpent representing both good and bad.  The secret to a snake’s success was its scales providing both impetus and resistance. It shed many skins to allow it to keep on growing. It glided over everything managing to climb trees, swim and bury itself beneath the earth.  She thought deeper to the various cultures which had created both Fascination and Fear.

 Quetzalcoatl the Feathered Serpent came to mind.

 Scholars had twisted the snake symbol for use of many of their own interpretations. The snake reminding her of the Kundalini, providing the Spark of Life, a great healer in many symbols.  As she thought of her own snake-like-spine, and that of the Standing Ones trunk. Connecting both Heaven and Earth.  As she thought of the times she had meditated her spine pressed against their trunk as she asked for The Standing Ones Healing.

She thought of healing and remembered the medical profession who also had it within their healing symbol The Caduceus entwined around a staff with wings. And the Rod of Asclepius  And wondered upon how these symbols had been created.  She assumed the snake meant both Life and Death which was what the medical professions dealt with at all times.

So many interpretations Mankind had given to the snake, both positive and negative which she had read about, ‘Which were correct?’  she thought.

The Elder picking up on her question answered. “ All of them,” said the Elder, “The snake is neither Good or bad, it is the cycle of Life itself. The Ouroboros  The snake shows you by leaving your skin behind life begins anew. Your Human skin is but a shell and so too will be left behind.

In your world, there can be no birth without death. It is a perpetual cycle.  You will see this again and again in nature. But your Human Tribe do not follow the natural law of the predator-prey cycle. Your Human Tribe has killed all the animals it deems as bad.  Such as the Wolf , Bear and Fox.

Then you cry when your forests get overrun with Deer and Elk and Rabbits. Who then strip the forests and grasslands bare and they then suffer and starve as the balance is upset. You Humans then take it upon yourselves to cull and thin out the over population of species. Causing more suffering”.

She thought of the disease  Myxomatosis introduced to Rabbits  And the many Rabbits she had seen affected as a child in the country. She also thought of the Elephant tribe and wondered at the suffering of their tribe at the hands of mans ignorance and greed. It was no coincidence that the image of the Elephant had crept into her painting embedded within its roots.Or the horrendous culling of young seal cubs that were clubbed to death. This too was woven within the roots of her painting.

“Yet” continued the Elder, “If you had let well alone Nature would keep the balance by its own natural cycles..  Each living thing that is placed upon your Earth Mother has purpose. And is subject to natural law. Including you Humans. But you have long forgotten the natural laws of Cause and Effect. You think you are superior to them. But the Universe as a whole is governed by them, there is no escape.”

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This has been digitally enhances to these shades.

As the woman continued to paint, eyes appeared in her imagination which had transferred to the bark which peered deeper into her soul. She thought upon the many times she had sort out the Standing Ones healing. And to the shedding of her many tears pressed up against their trunks. How many sobs had they listened to? never judging, always steadfast, silent but for their whispers on the wind as they imparted their calm reverence.  

They replaced her own sapping energy with their own as she often felt their pulse beat up through her spine. They had become bound by their roots as she imagined her energy tap-root from her spine going down around theirs into Mother Earths Heart as she meditated.

She knew the Standing Ones were the wisdom keepers, each year witnessing the changes, information contained within their own growth cycles of both good and bad years. Each inner ring a record, yet its outer skin/bark remained the same. Showing us how we have so many layers and yet can hold a constant mask to our outer Being.

We all grow from our inner centre outward from our hearts. And how important it was to go within and find those years which had affected our growth.

The woman stood back from her painting. She thanked again the Elder for the wisdom, knowing that as a world right now, we were but shedding another skin. Mankind was in yet another cycle of Learning, growing in inner wisdom as he woke up to himself.

To be continued.. 

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017.

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