Many years ago, i experienced a potent moment that has always stayed with me. Of late i’ve had a lot going on, a lot on my plate, of which i’m attempting to wrap within myself to make sense of it all. There’s been so much loss and grief on many different levels that i have to admit at times, so confusing and dispiriting. And i know i’m not the only one feeling this way… our world is spinning so crazy right now, it’s daunting to fathom ALL of it. One of the things i’ve learned is simple acceptance, knowing it is, what it is… to keep coming back to my center and just breathe…breathe through it…
Present moment… is all we have… 💨
It’s been so much that i find i have to re-member the tools i’ve been lovingly given, to help me get through these times. And, sometimes when we’re so in the thick of it, we simply forget to re-member those beautiful gifts we’ve been given. One thing i have really come to know deep in my heart is, just who my friends are… and i have so much gratitude for them including my beautiful partner, who have never left my side… thank you dear ones, thank you sweet Seonag… 🙏🏼
One of those gifts is my deep connection to spirit and my resonant relationship with that and how this re-membering has so helped me of late. I’ll admit, being in it all, i’ve simply forgotten though so very grateful, i have re-membered, once again.
The below is a poem that i wrote/sourced from one special tree who once lived in a wild forest here on the westcoast… a potent message and this is what she said to me, to all us… perhaps some hope… 💚
heart felt…
dear ones
it is so good
you have come
to meet
i had been
waiting for you
don't forget
where i once stood tall
walking
dancing
swaying proud
bonded
with my sister wind
from high
above i lived well
with my sisters
and brothers
my wise ancestors
who
in front
behind
all around
above and below
guide me
father sun
grandmother moon
the cloud people
the star people
those who fly high
crystal ones
the finned furred
those who creep and crawl
old stone people
tall ones
my kin
inform me
because of
a humble call
and cry sounds
from our dear Mother
you hear
i freely
willingly
give my self
my fallen earth body
because i come from
Her
like you
please know
i come from living heart
sourced deep
breathing we
from our blessed Mother
depth of core
from one heart
for many hearts
from one
to all
know
sister wind's breath
sings with me
through me
and through you
all of you
we shall soon
sing and play together with
one heart
thanking you,
windwalker x
—2007 © carol weaver
Beautifully written as always dear sister❣️‼️❤️🙏🤗😘
Your love comes shining through ❤️ Your love comes shining through Weaver. Noticing times of beauty and times of joy gets us through❤️