The Call of the Stars
The fire spirits dance in the wind as we stand in the meadow of ancient tree people.
Silvery threads of light shone through the tree tops as the birds sing their song. The lodge, made from the bodies of the tree people hugging the cloth that lay on the branches in ceremony, stands there and greets us.
The crackle of the flames fills the glade as we watch the fire move in intricate patterns within, smoke rising to the sky and towards the lodge. The trail of smoke moves with purpose as the sweet aroma of the herbs blends in the fire.
I am drawn to the flames, the mosquitoes flitting around us, landing and absorbing their sacrifice of blood from each of us. Sometimes just landing and watching the flames with us. The connection to all things is very present here. It’s a feeling in the air, the smell of woods in your nostrils, the songs of the birds, and the frogs intoning their mysteries to us.
I am exhilarated but intimidated, the feeling of powerful medicine sings in my blood. The purification is close at hand as the flames dance higher, binding us all together in harmony and solemnness as we line up, the elders first. We remove our material possessions one by one as we watch the lodge change in color. The lodge becomes a doorway into our souls, one that a few are reluctant to enter. What wisdom will be had there? What knowledge passed onto you? Where were will you go??
As each of us move towards the entrance, we lean down and move forward slowly on our knees and form into a circle, feminine energy is strong here, each of us carrying knowledge in with us. We are all starting on our journeys, some of us earlier than others, some of us have been on our journey for many years. The wisdom of the grandmothers to the maidens passing through us to each other,
The heat of the lodge overwhelms as we find our place in the circle around the rock people, the ones with the medicine to share. You can feel their ancient knowledge in there, a heaviness of spirit descends upon you. You feel the elders here. The ones who have walked before us and passed into their next plane of existence.
I lean back against the walls of the lodge, my body slightly bent and my legs crossed as I distribute the energy from the stones into my body. The energy is heavy but calming. The warmth that the stones radiate embraces you as the door to the lodge is closed for the first round of prayers. Sweat drips from your pores as the elder pours water on the stone people. You hear the sizzle of the water hitting their bodies.
My mind is buzzing, the spirit presence is strong. Time becomes irrelevant here. You are here as long as you need to be. You are here because you need healing whether it be soul or physical. Each one of us that walked through the doorway is here for a reason.
The prayers are sung, the notes of sound cut through my fear of knowledge yet to be heard. My mind kicks in and starts analyzing things and I heard a voice telling me to stop and listen. The medicine you need is here but you are trying to hinder it. Stop suffocating it with material things.
I relax my body, the pain that I feel slowly disappears, the sweat coming from my body goes unnoticed. My mind is silenced and I just feel at peace. As the final round begins, my mind tries to take over again and I’m fighting to let go and soar. I send prayers to the stone people to release my anger and pain for things that have been happening to me and stifling my spiritual growth. My chest becomes tight and as I begin to lose the battle between my mind and spirit, I am thrown into a vision.
My eyes close and I am no longer there in that lodge. I’m soaring from my physical body, spirit flying. Vistas of beauty appear. The rivers flow quickly past me, the desert sands undulate, and forests move past me. I slow in my flight and look up into a night sky with a million stars and utter calm fills my soul. As I look up, Grandmother Spider walks in front of me and is joined by the four legged and the feathered, a wolf moves in beside me, a panther slinks forward, an eagle flies in from the left and a hawk from the right, and an owl flies in front of the spider. They all move forward in unison and blend into another. An ancient voice speaks and tell me to let go of what holds me back. We are all connected, what you feel is what we feel and you are not alone. We take it all into ourselves and give it back into the earth beneath our feet and the sky above our heads. It is not important in the web of life; the pattern needs balance and for this balance you must let go. You are energy formed from stardust and your physical form is temporary, it is just one of many forms and moves forward onto the next, each one interconnected and woven together into a larger and broader pattern. Time is a construct of the human mind. Time is irrelevant. It limits growth. You are a creator as well as a destroyer as we all are. Acknowledge this and you will begin to see the mysteries and the patterns that are outside of your perception. Cool breeze flows through me, refreshing and light. The beat of the drum far away call me back, the song becomes louder and awakes me from my vision. I fall back into my physical body and feel the heat but am refreshed. A coolness flows over my face and fills my body, relaxing me and I sit there in silence as the pipe is shared. The tightness of my chest is released to the stones and I feel renewed.
We crawl out of the lodge touching the earth with our hands and knees and I look up into the sky and everything sparkles and shines with an inner light. The air feels lighter and like an old friend’s embrace. I stand up on wobbly knees and draw strength from the earth beneath my feet. I am offered water and it fills my body and refreshes me. I am healed and I feel everything around me. I am ready to move forward in my journey, reborn, and welcoming whatever the future holds for me.