Root Chakra Healing

A year ago in October I became a single woman for the first time in over 25 years.  I’ve pretty much had one handful of relationships my whole life, each of them being very significant to my growth, especially the last one wherein I finally found myself facing off with my deepest wound, Grief.

That November I camped by myself for the first time ever.  It was an amazing journey wherein I was gifted a huge bird wing from the Universe.   A treasured discovery with a message of ‘learning to fly,’ I named myself a “One-Winged Woman.”

And it was on 11/11/18 at 11:11pm that I wrote this poem while in my tent alone, with the blessing of a lighted pen, the wing by my side and beautiful surreal drumming vibes coming from not so far off. I thought I was writing about myself… and I was …but in the wake of my big brother’s unexpected transition this year I woke up on a summer morning thinking about these words and him.   I exposed this piece that day from a very soulful space in my heart.

And now in this moment, another November, I find myself looking back in the rear-view mirror of 2019 and I realize that it’s also about Us…All of us wakening.   It’s about spreading each of our wings wide open…extended so much that the tips of our feathers will touch one another while we’re suspended in the flow of our collective life.

And now, for the second time, I feel a courage … a cawing to share this poem I wrote by a tiny light in the dark one night night while echoing thoughts of flight helped guide me to write, “I See Me:”

11/11/2018 ~ by Shannon Paige