Dream of Hawk Medicine

I was sleeping on the ground outdoors with a baby — a toddler really — nestled fullly content in my arms.  A large hawk flew up next to us and sat quietly beside as if to be a watchman.  I was hazily stroking its smooth dark feathers, half in and half out of the in-between state of waking wondering why it has come to me.  Was it okay?  Was it sick?  Hurt?   Broken?  Trying to examine it gently using my fingertips, I sifted through its shiny stiff feathers🪶 waiting for a reaction to give me the answer, but there didn’t seem to be anything wrong. 

I laid there amazed by its presence with me in this moment.  Staring, I wondered deeply, ‘why it was here?’  The baby I was cuddling smiled happily at me then crawled up and kissed the birds beak, then cheek, and fell safely back into her nap.  It was so sweet and loving that I followed suit and did it too, first the bird then the baby♡.  The bird must have felt our love because it shuffled even closer to us, and the three of us sort of snuggled, nesting and resting together. 

I laid in observation of a reverent moment that I am aware was much larger than me –  than my life – as we seemed to be energetically melting and merging into each other … we were simultaneously becoming one!

When I woke up in real life, I was still submerged in a dream-daze.  I didn’t know what to think about us three merging altogether into one. 

Did I turn into the bird?  The baby?  Did they turn into me?  What did it mean?

This dream had a very lucid erethral feeling.  It felt very real.

I was still pondering the possible message, when I sharply recalled that my ‘spirit guide’ in most experiences has been a hawk!   In meditation journeys, I usually see it approaching from afar as it flies up to me and simultaneously turns into a large being with big beautiful wings that open up wide and engulf me into what feels like an eternal embrace which then holds me and cradles me in safety and love as its dear child.  The love I feel being collected into its soulful center is a feeling of complete bliss.

I remebered the child which was held within the saftey of my arms, nestled into my center, protected in the embrace of my own life-sized wings. 

Then came a stunning realization … the baby was me!  My true innocent, non-emotionally wounded, uninjured, unhurt, perfect self! Whole and complete.  Blissfully ignorant.

The next realization quickly followed…I’m the one who’s hurt not the bird!   The mind, body, soul ailments I’ve been through within the last 3 years came to the forefront of my mind to remind me just how much I’d survived.

Wave on wave of challenge and trauma to overcome, my spirit guide was there to help me heal.  And the baby was an aspect of myself when I was “pure.”  She was there to help me let go of the current damage as well as release old programming, karmic imprints, energetic debris, and layers of experience that no longer serve me for highest good.

The three of us didn’t just become one in that moment, we have always been One!  And let’s go even one bigger truth blanketing that, WE ALL ARE ONE!

This is a short story I’ve been working on for several months. Recapping what had happened in the dream, piecing it all together after having experienced divorce, death, unemployment, corona-times, a car accident and then cancer (in that order) within a very short amount of time…too short actually to have time to recover and heal adequately from each individual hit.

It has happened in the past several times, when I need to heal from a traumatic experience, spirit people come to me in my dreams to help (like in my Dream of Bear Medicine). This is exactly what happened in this dream.

The story flowed easily out onto this virtual page offering me (for the second time) a powerful transcendence. I hope it does the same for you.

On wings and waves of Our Oneness, I wish you peace, love & healing.♡

Shannon

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Beautiful You

Once again I have been blessed by a visit from this beautiful creature reminding me…

This is a season of renewal and transformation for many of us on a journey of self-discovery.

Acknowledging there is deep internal change needed within is not always an easy thing to face; in fact, it’s scary and often requires vulnerability, courage and bravery to master a graceful change.

Can you imagine how much bravery this fragile creature must have to exist in this big world?!

To unearth the hidden beauty and wisdom that has gently held us cocooned in our programmed belief systems takes looking truthfully at what needs to be pulled up by the roots, broken down into smaller pieces, and composted altogether to feed nutritiously a more authentic version of our true selves moving forward.

What seeds of yours need feeding, navigating to your eternal self where you can live from that blissful timeless space blessed by moments with creatures and beings of all kinds?

Are you seeing their beautiful spirits regardless of their outter skin, their personal preferences, shape, color, or external characteristics?  Do you know how they serve in this world in their big or small ways?  Do you know they’re divinely-aligned for their own genuine growth on a journey guided by eternal Love, the same One that is within us, it’s in every one of us!

On wings and waves of One love I see the beautiful YOU!

Shannon

#mothersday, #onelove, #peace, #unconditional,

♡Shannon

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Rewilding Me

It’s a merry morning as I look out my window in the early a.m. California frost.  ‘Cold as hell’ is welcomed after our long hot ‘n heated summer – the crisp air and a frozen nose is just what I need to wake me from my hibernation of a warm toasty bed recovering from what has ailed me.

As I arise today, I decide I will take more space to allow myself to breathe and be for a spell.  Knowing that I’ve woken into new knowledge of what being really means, I steadily steam on in search of the rewilded me of whom I’ve been seeking for all my lives.

At a recent point in my journey all these pieces named me have been tossed in the air and are now making their descent…slowly gliding, invited downward by the grace of gravity, by which I know my time is not finished yet here on this beautiful earth. Blessed Be.  When all of me lands, I will have a new life…again.

The way will show the way, Antonio Machado says it so mystically in his beautiful writings.

“Wanderer, there is no way, the way is made by walking. Walker, your footsteps are the road and nothing more.  Walker, there is no road, the road is made by walking.  Walking you make the road, and turning to look behind you see the path you never again will step upon.  Walker there is no road, only foam trails on the sea.”

I myself am learning to walk again, humbly honoring these words, this concept and strategy, if you will, to have faith with each step into the mystical, the unknown and uncharted territory of the moments I walk.  I carry with me as I go an invisible bag containing the understanding that anxiety, depression or fear can come if I’m looking too far ahead or behind me; therefore, the task and practice afoot is allowing the past to reside in the past and the future to be unknown…to simply be present in the Now.

How can I move forward if I’m gazing backwards?  How can I be present if I’m dreaming off deep into the future?  Taking my eyes off my own two feet, the ground I walk on today can take away the magical possibilities that lie underneath the presence of each soulful step into the worlds that will open wide in faith and reknow me.

I am a traveler on the in-between of old and new, stripped down, naked, humbled, unmasked from the cloak of ego.  Each step I take now opens a new door of opportunity, possibility and potential of the acceptance and truth of who I AM.

I’ve been a superwoman my whole life, bearing the burden of being in a world wrought with fear and programming but a new year, a new time is upon me…upon us.   It’s here for us all, brothers and sisters.

Today I release the cape that covers my true spirit and trade it for the desire to be naturally guided in my journey forward, aligned, connected to my inner-being choosing the road not yet traveled, the one of faith heading into the mystic, free to go with the flow of Source.

I AM rewilding me.

Love, Shannon

Note to Self♡:

Love your Self no matter what.  The crazier your life seems = the more you’re living and learning from it, and creating opportunities for growth, adventure, opportunity and knowlege within it.

Do not judge your journey!

Be the first and last (maybe the only) to Love Your Self UNCONDITIONALLY!  Be proud as hell of how fucking BRAVE & AMAZING you have been in believing in each and every thing you’ve ever tried; each decision you’ve ever chosen; each leap of faith you’ve ever taken! No matter what the results were you were passionate and powerful in the summoning and living through the experience! 

You’ve been fearless and forward- moving. Embrace your own personalized truth and who you are with all the messiness, reroutes, and challenges being at the forefront of your heart…sometimes tattooed across your chest, and definitely worn upon your sleeve for everyone to see. 

“Be not afraid of living or dieing, being wrong or feeling uncomfortable!”

You are anything…EVERYTHING…other than broken.  You have fought tooth and nail for a wholesoul adventure and you will have achieved that with grace in the end.

I Love You,
♡Shannon

PS. “Nerve Succeeds” – WFO, My brother Mike Hood.

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Falling Back

Here…we… are… a moment of pause in the deep stillness before entering into the resting space of darkness.

Today

I gather rich dark nutritious fruits and vegetables from my backyard, mini orchard and garden. 

It was early morning, and the moon was fully present.  I contemplated my own life’s harvest, all that I have collected on the journey within my Self this year.

I pondered those things and asked what must I compost down, what is no longer needing to grow,  flourish, take space, or be part of my experience moving forward?  Which pieces do not nourish or feed my soul any longer?  Which parts simply just do not taste sweet or good anymore?

I wondered of the ways not to discard them, but instead turn them over transforming them into rich, fertile soil to plant new seeds that can feed the life I will step into in the seasons to come.

I love Autumn and its ability to catch me as I fall back into the Earth’s loving embrace of Reciprocal Healing. And I allow what needs to die or unbecome as I honor the possibilities and that which will begin again.

On Wings & Waves, rest well today friends.

♡Shannon

Getting Naked

When was the last time, if ever, you stood in front of a mirror naked? Disrobed of all layers of not only clothing but self-judgement, feelings, wounding; standing full monty in freedom and total acceptance of who you’ve been throughout your life? Who you are now.

How truly naked can you get?

Up until very recently I couldn’t get naked at all. In fact, I covered myself up underneath many many layers.

In my heart of hearts, I imagined myself depicted as a post-warrior woman like the character Eleanor Rigby in the Cirque du Soleil’s The Beatles LOVE (pictured below), pulling the weight of my personal past through the rubble on all roads I’ve taken in this life. The emotions I was never able to bare bundled up and packed heavily on my back. Zipped up tightly, safely kept, coveted even, I carried them my whole life. Hunched over trudging forward with decades of decisions and baggage, inner layers pulled up around my outer body in a protective snugness…a beaten but proudly-displayed badge of strength and feminine power was my award.

And then the obligation became unbearable as life continued to throw obstacles in my path, challenges consistently arose, and shift kept happening! There was just no more room for a single thing on that wagon which simultaneously echoed my every step while memories and flighted thoughts flew across my universe reminding me of childhood favorites like holly hobbie and hobos with their patchwork clothes and stitched up hearts.

Then I realized one night recently as I walked in the neighborhood, I flashed back on the decades of hidden secrets I’d stacked high, building a fortress around my true self. A mountain of failed dreams, endeavors and desires never coming to fruition; secrets burried deep within; thoughts, words, experiences I held so close to my core…some that I didn’t even think about anymore! Things I’ve never told a single soul I had been silently toting every day since.

The love I’d lost, the truth I was completely blind to, the feelings and emotions constantly trolling inside me that I turned a deaf ear to. Pain I had inflicted on myself and others with bad word choices and reactions to situations that were just simple proposals or opportunities for growth or choice.

But through the last several years, I started stripping off my costume, pulling back the multiple masks I’ve worn by using many healing modalities like fasting in the wilderness, taking peote, crawling into sweat lodges, going on vision quests, astro traveling in a great galactic galaxy of timelessness. They were all strikes on layers of my past, attempting to peel back one at a time until I was close to seeing and speaking my truth.

And finally, just days ago, I was fortunate enough to talk to a trusted soul mate who was willing to hear my testimony, my story. Two ears, no waiting without judgment. Through this precise divinely-aligned experience, I became present for several intense hours allowing myself to be totally supported in excavating the roots of she. Me.

There I was.

My true Self showed up in the most loving way possible. I was gifted and blessed with true freedom.

Fly with your wings wide. Free your secrets. Open your baggage. Pull back the layers.  Tell someone you trust EVERYTHING.  Cleanse your soul of all significant memories. Acknowledge the programming then quiet your mind, open your heart, and be still. Sit with it. Be present for/with your Self. Don’t analyze, just allow truth to resonate without judging your self!

Own who you were and who you’ve become. The awareness will bring forward the secrets of the past and release them in the awakening that is upon you. And then you can ask, “who do I want to be?”

Right then and there, the light is in sight.

It was a blessed day when that energy lifted off me and released itself into the great unknown to become one with the Universal Source, transformed into the love that will shine back upon me through my Self and the reflection of others.

I send the biggest gratitude to my forever friend & soul mate who’s traveled lifetimes to help me evolve, and I him. With every endeavor I’ve navigated in the name of healing my Self fully, ironically I couldn’t have gotten this particular very-important required piece & peace without You.

On wings and waves..backpacks & baggage, blessings are being streamed to you all with the biggest love from my heart.

✌🧡🙏 Shannon

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