Life and Death

BEAUTY IN DEATH

I have been in silence for awhile. There is so much going on with our Tribal process and the Great Gathering in Quebec.... so much to integrate. It is important to take time to sit with our experiences. I find that I can get too full and need to empty out. I do this by reflecting and writing things down so I can review what I lived and see where I need to go next. 

"May you live in interesting times".... I just learned that this is a Chinese expression and that it is actually a veiled curse. We do live in interesting times. Time is speeding up and the veil between worlds is thinning. We can't get away with the things like we did in the past. We are being forced to be more conscious, to be more accountable for our actions. I remember reading somewhere that the Angels or our Guides are stepping back and letting us fall flat on our faces so we can get the lessons we need to grow and heal. It is essential that we take advantage of this window of time that we have left in order to push through our unresolve.

At the Great Gathering, my Teacher  and Shaman Okwaho Lablanc, went into the Dreaming and gave us messages from the In-between, from those who have passed over. My Mom, who died in 2008 was there.  She said that there is a change in the magnetic field of the planet and it is attracting danger form something outside itself - like a magnet. This energy is helping us to grow faster.  It is a great opportunity, so lets make the most of it. Like my Dad (who passed over in 2004) said to me in a dream...  "Do not take your old baggage with you when you move on".

  

This is something we all should be doing anyways. I learned that when I lay dying in the hospital in 1982. The most important thing to do in life is to be prepared to die. How many people consider their deaths, there is so much denial, fear and avoidance of this reality.

I was not ready to die back in '82.  I was filled with rage, hatred and unresolve. When I recovered, I knew that I was given another chance to look at myself and what I needed to do with my life in order to heal the wounds of childhood and past lives. 

How many people are willing and able to do this kind of work on themselves? The general population would rather go through life with blinders on, living superficial, unfulfilled lives. Yet, this is no longer an option. The Earth herself is overloaded with our shit, our garbage and excess electrical energy. She cannot tolerate this anymore. 

There are many ways to do our part on this planet. Some will be called to be prophets and speak out against injustice, pollution and so on... Others will be Warriors and will stand and fight for the trees, they will go and clean up the oil spills and rescue the animals, or rescue people in crisis, etc. The Healers will deal with the wounded and sick.

Still others will work in smaller ways, doing what they feel called to do, whether it is doing their inner work, forming or join ing communities that work together for the good of all, or teaching something of value, walking their talk, living in balance in their daily lives, connecting to the Environment around them and doing whatever is needed...

Whatever you do to help in the process of Creation will help to counteract the mass destruction and separation - the  unconscious attitudes and behaviors  of others. 

There is nothing that is too small to make a difference if you realize that your words and actions have an impact, that you are powerful and can make a difference by being the best that you can be.

As I always say, "Assume your positions". Be where you are called to be, do what you are called to do and let Spirit do the rest.

Whatever happens, when the times comes, I just want to be ready to die in a good way, to be able to say that I lived my life the best I could with what I was given. I want to be able to look Creator in the eye and know that I earned my place in paradise. 

Hau!

Lesson From Nature

Shamanism and the Medicine Wheel is all about Nature. I try my best to live in harmony with the Natural world around me. In our yard, there were two anthills. I would mow around them, even warned them when I was about to mow the lawn. I believed that they had as much right to live as I did. I made an agreement with them. I would leave them alone if they left me alone (did not come in the house). As crazy as some people may think this sounds, it actually worked. It even worked with the wasps that made a nest just above the garage door. I lived in harmony with these so called nasty creatures for many years.

Then the time came to sell the house. I had to "get rid" of these pests because no one wants to buy a house with ants and wasps in the yard. I refused to use harmful pesticides or chemicals of any kind. But the alternative was just as cruel and vicious. We poured hot boiling water on them. The wasps had nested under the sidewalk by then and we sealed up the crack. Two of them came home and were confused as they tried to gain entry into their underground nest.

The ants were a different story. This is what amazed and intrigued me.... all of a sudden there were now red ants milling about. We had dug out most of the ant hill and carried the remains of the hill to the country. But many survived, perhaps because they were away or were under a portion of the sidewalk and were protected by it.

It was a mystery as to how these red ants suddenly appeared when there had been none before. Did they turn red? Maybe the villager ants call in the warrior ants when there is a crisis of this kind. "You really can't fight nature", I thought. They are amazing survivors and worthy of great respect. They are smarter, stronger, faster, and more selfless than most humans.

Watching these ants over the years, I also saw how incredibly communal they are. When we tried to destroy them, they ran and tried to save the eggs, dragging them to escape. It was heart wretching for me to watch.

Then the queens came running out. I know that they were the Queen ants because a friend of mine recently had a mysterious invasion of them in her house. They look like pointy flies, but do not fly, they crawl.

I am not proud of doing what I did, but after seeing what happened to my friend, I realized that sometimes we do have to take drastic measures. She had huge anthills in her yard and it seems that they just keep growing and multiplying if you let them. How do we live in harmony with nature when we have taken over so much of the land that there is no more room for other life forms to exist? I heard that in the end, pests would rule the world. After this experience, I believe it is possible. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Friday, July 31, 2009

Well, I had another surprise today! I went back to look at the remains of the destruction and to convert it into a flowerbed, a sort of grave site for the ant colony. And there was not one single ant to be seen at either of the ant mounds. I dug into it, stirred it around and nothing!!!!!! I guess the Army ants came to evacuate the village. I pray that they find a new home somewhere that they can live in harmony and peace. Every creature on this planet deserves to have a safe place to live.