Guided Portion:
"You find yourself floating in the void, the blackness like a womb - warm and safe. Let it surround you in comfort and love. You are not alone here and you are safe, surrounded by those who protect and support you. Notice now, a light shining a little bit aways, an opening in the void. Begin to approach it, noticing that as you move closer your physical body is feeling heavy. Your breathing is steady but you are moving deeper into your spirit, your body left to rest. You are so very light as you move towards the opening in the void, the light beckoning to you. Once you reach it and step through, you find yourself in a clearing.
Perhaps it is a sacred grove, surrounding you with trees. Perhaps it is a prairie, with tall grasses dancing in the wind. Maybe it is a beach with flowing waves or a bonfire with graceful flames. Whatever place greets you, let this be your resting place. Should you find yourself overwhelmed, you can return to this place at any time. Let it be your anchor. You are welcome to invite any guides or companions to join you here, perhaps they were already here and waiting for you.
The air around you starts to buzz as a portal opens, a doorway that invites you forward. Crossing this threshold you will begin the journey. What is it that is holding you back that you must release? What gifts are waiting for you to accept? What transitions and transformations are needed for you to move forward towards your highest good? When you are ready, enter the portal and begin your journey. "
My Journey:
As I glance around the bonfire, not seeing anyone with me but knowing my ancestors are there in the shadows, I prepare to step through the portal. The twilight sky is growing darker, the scent of the fire wrapping around me like a cloak. I take a deep breath, closing my eyes, and step into the doorway made of starlight. For a moment I don’t open my eyes, I just float there, wherever I have landed; I ask, to Sprit, “What do I need to release or take on in order to embrace the path that leads to utter happiness? What transformation is needed?” When I open my eyes I am greeted by a world of pastels.
Before me is a small clearing in a prairie of grasses, a HUGE moon sits in a light blue sky - as if the day and night had combined. I step forward, short stemmed wild flowers grow from each step, until I hear something in the grass. Crouching down I try to peer through the stems of flowers, stalks of grass, until I catch the glimpse of some animal. At first I think it is a chipmunk, but it seems to then grow longer, reminding me of a ferret, but not quite. Mink? Weasel? It moves so fast I can’t quite confirm.
I am familiar with rabbit medicine, but not weasel. Determined to follow it I reach out to snake - the rattlesnake that has been a power animal as of late. I feel myself shrink and then I am suddenly gliding through the grass after the long rodent, intent to follow although I remind myself despite the small growing desire to hunt, this is not my prey. Whoever this creature is, they are presenting a lesson. The sensation of the grass against my scales as I dance through them is exquisite. For a moment I taste freedom - there is no fear, there is just the feral joy of moving at full speed through the natural world around me.
I catch a glimpse of the creature’s tail as it scurries away. “Wait!” I call out but it does not falter. I feel myself grow smaller, my head rounding, as I leave the predator behind and feel myself take the form of a grass snake. Perhaps as a non threatening inhabitant it will allow me to approach. Only now, I feel too small. This form is not right either. I catch sight of rabbit dashing away as I try to take in my surroundings, curling in on myself defensively. Before I can allow myself to try to find a better form the world around me changes.
Suddenly I am a fish, traveling through a creek or a river - jumping over stones and riding the current of rapids. There is no fear. There is excitement with every leap. There is preparedness as I brace to fall back into the water. Past the rapids I know there are predators, bears or something else, but I still feel no fear. I move to the thicker part of the stream, away from the shallows with the beautiful rocks. I do not fight the current as I dive deeper, suddenly pulled towards a whirlpool. I am not alone as I make my way towards its spiraling waters - there is a mer beside me. Her tail a shimmering pattern of rusty gold and algae, her skin a pale blueish green with flowing tangles of brown hair. She dives so assuredly I do not hesitate to follow her lead, my tail no longer moving side to side as I mimic her pumps and strength.
I look forward once more and the green waters of the river have changed to that of the glowing blue of the open ocean. The whirlpool moves farther away, it is in the distance yet I know I cannot catch up. I can no longer see the mermaid but I can feel her near, somewhere swimming around me. “What is it that you have to tell me?” - “Come” the response floats to me in my mind. “Where?” I see nothing, no directions, no clue of what comes next. I see a hand reach out and I pump my tail to propel me forward, arm outstretched to take it. I do not expect the embrace I am pulled into. It is passionate and I melt into the freedom I taste in her kiss.
Suddenly I am alone, the water turning murky. My tail is gone, mortal legs now kick weekly as I move towards the surface of the water. When I reach it, I look around for clues as to what comes next but all around me is open water and a rocky coast with no one else to answer. I move to my back, floating on the surface and just letting the sun coat my skin. I stay there, floating on the lightly flowing current, and wait. Peaceful.
When I open my eyes again I am back at the campfire. The fire rages in full, the dark night illuminated and casting me in its warmth. I am forever safe here. My ancestors guard me and my guides watch with love. I listen to the music from out of the journey and I let my feet move me into a dance of swirls and spirals. I dance like I did as a child, somehow suddenly draped in flowing uneven cloth. As if a flower falling from a tree in the wind, I circle and flow like air around the fire. Slowing, I falter and kneel beside the fire.
Staring into its core I ask my ancestors: “What is it I need to embrace? What changes need to occur to move towards a future of bliss, happiness, and love?” “Let it go” the fire seems to whisper to me. I dig into my chest and pull out a red thread - the binds that tie me to my job. Without hesitation I cut it and toss it into the fire. There is more, so I dig into my chest again and this time an oily, slick, thick black thread is in my hand - my fear, feelings of doubt and unworthiness. I use a rock this time and sever the thread, throwing it in the fire. I watch it melt into the hot coals with a hiss. I then reach into the fire, scooping up a pile of ash into my cupped hands. There is a seed in my heart that Mama Cacao planted, it needs nourishment. “This ash is nutrients, it has been transmuted, and I will take that change into myself to grow the love inside me. Let it grow in strength, fostering self love, devotion, the courage and energy it takes to put forth effort for my own sake.” I swallow the ash, it pours smoothly down my throat as if it was water. The growing green seed in my chest planted by Momma Cacao surrounded and given food.
Suddenly feeling unsure and feeling an ache in my chest, perhaps at the emptiness from where the chords that bound me had been hiding, I decide to leave the journey prematurely. I open my eyes, grounding myself in my body with deep breaths and moving my limbs.
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Weasle Medicine/Meaning:
Fish Medicine/Meaning:
Uniting theme of having no fear and feeling empowered to move forward
Mermaids typically represent femininity.
Emphasis on the element of Water:
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