Time

I felt this new journey coming and  began in a time of the mind with a feeling that I would catch up.  What is; pieces of the puzzle falling into place so magically and without thought, all in perfect timing, that of the universe rather than my mind.

I returned to my physical home on the day of my birth, February 22, an important day in this year of 2012, from an adventure into the past.  The final pieces of my last journey around the wheel in place and understanding intact.  My heart wide open and free, familiar to the times I've known outside this world, outside human form. 

I am still very much in the cocoon of transformation.  Comfort in sleeping, dreaming, unfolding and processing.  Unknown and beauty surround me while clarity and gratitude fill me.

This journey is now, in the right timing, the timing of the universe.

Aho,
Michelle

Emptiness

A new consciousness is slowly arising within my being. I am listening to the raging winds and cold grey clouds blowing through the sky. There is a vastness to this empty landscape around me that, when I give it time and soft attention, creates a depth of inner space.

Attachment burns away in a cold fire.

The preciousness of life, every breath, every being, grows.

Truth and Love become all that matters.

I am purposefully contracted into a small physical space, consciously hibernating, connecting with others only when necessary. I allow myself to sleep, and dream, and grow in the womb of protection, without holding a vision or form. I feel the form taking shape on its own, coming forth from cellular programs that are older than the Earth herself. In gratitude, I trust the divine timing of all life.

Kachina

Creation.

I wrote my creation story yesterday (finally) Ive been staring at those blank pages for weeks, as many of you who've worked the book before know, its almost like the book has a timing of its own that cannot be rushed.
My creation stories from the the first four years were all very similar, almost identical when I go back and visit them now.
A baby on the path of remembering who I was and where I came from, I had borrowed a lot from other traditions and times, things that deeply resonated, and still do, with how I wanted my life to be and what I wanted to gift the world. Since discovering my mission, not much there has changed. I know (at least for right now) why I am here and the work I am to do at this stage and my stories have always embodied the same deeply held desire to guide healing and regeneration for humanity and Mother Earth.
Yesterdays story, the same theme of wanting to be of service rang true but the form in which I delivered these teachings and healing gifts was nothing like years past. The way I used to describe what I wanted and believed I needed my life and set-up to look like before I could move forward came crashing down and in its place the gem of my unique truth was reveled to me.

It is the difference between laying down roots and a solid foundation and being free to migrate as the wind dictates.
When I go back and re-read my story, it is so powerfully resonant, it feels like I've taken my entire inner core being, prana-tube, heart, all of it and smeared it onto paper, if that makes any sense.
It feels like an acknowledgment of an aspect of myself that I have embodied all along but never gave acceptance too or valued. And, let me tell you the relief I feel to have finally "figured this out" is amazing! It is so clear to me now what a huge road block this facade I was trying to force myself into becoming and identifying with was and how excitedly free I feel for this wisdom and self-acceptance. No doubt the root cause of my crooked spine (scoliosis) of forever trying to fit myself into a way of living that wasn't right for me but that others insisted was the only way to live. I bought into that story but I cut those cords now and choose for myself.

I didn't, nor have I been asking for a name but I was gifted one while writing my story. It intimates me a little bit but I feel it is important to embody this new energy and allow Sister Raven Hair (my first name) which I've loved and had for 3 years now, to fall away in completion.

I know little of my Earth ancestors but there is one word that is always used to describe the women and men of our linage that goes waaayyy back and has managed to transcend the generations. Gypsy, it is this word and the energy it embodies that has been given to me to wear and to use as a guiding force upon my life path at this time. I accept this and do it with great honor, humility and joy.

Here is a tid bit from my story..

I am Gypsy Bird Woman, a lover of freedoms and migrations, a member of the bird clan, being free to fly and explore is of utmost importance to me. I love and value this about myself. I am a member of multiple communities with a keen ability to attune to the individual and unique needs of all beings there, plant, human, animal and earth alike.

I am Gypsy Bird Woman, I carry my medicine bag upon my back heeding the call of the dark pockets upon the earth. Syncing with the currents of the wind, I find my way there and from my bag release a rainbow of brightness and beauty, awakening sleeping souls and restoring earth connections lost. A keeper of the earth I know my true home as my bare feet upon her soil!

Aho,

Gypsy Bird Woman