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Recently I have been taking time to understand myself better to protect myself and my own...I hope she is not too soured by my recent calls and devotion to the furthest north lands. It is all in divine protection. I start in the wilderness again, feeling the energy and rhythm of the pulse of the earth, a familiar calls to me. "Go North." The voice of guidance, perhaps to the Great Tree again? I make my way to the little wildflower that guided me before, about to step in the grove when the voice pulls to me "The furthest North" Ahh. Seek inspiration in lands of devotion. I make my way through the northern pass from the wilderness. I do not feel the chill in my gown even though the winds whip, only getting colder moving further into the Artic. Guidance stays silent as I continue, passing the village I feel the call to the artic ogres. "Let go, and step in. He will reveal himself" Grounding breaths, one after another, until I feel the warmth of bright light, where I step into the Ogre lair.... There are no ogres here, very strange. Not one, it feels like a dream...Where is he then? A loud snort in my ear followed by warm breath on my neck! I spin on my heels and his snout sits just inches away from my face. His eyes are big and wide, innocent and trusting. He is curious of me, mouthing at my face and shoulders, almost checking if I am real. I reach out and touch his silver fur, some strands catching light and shimmering white. He is soft, his fur declares his innocence. He nuzzles his forhead down to mine, I feel protected in the cage of his antler. My heart feels warm and I know the decision is right. I kiss his head between his antlers and close my eyes. I am devoted to the Deer, devoted to following my heart and trusting my intuition. I know this path will not lead me astray. ~Perri | |