A Visit With A Clan Mother

Sitting in The Cabin I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

The Vision
I envisioned a path leading into the woods and I acknowledged the plants and animals within. At the end of the path I found a meadow and in the centre of the space was a fire.
I sat down at the fire’s edge and asked the Clan Mother, Talks With Relations, if she would join me. She appeared in a long flowing blue dress that resembled the night sky. Her hair was long and silvery white and her face was youthful with a joyous smile. At her side was a fawn.
I said that I had no questions but wanted to thank her for our conversation last January. She smiled a little impish grin, with a twinkle in her eye.
I then turned to the fawn and apologized for the life of the deer that we would take this hunting season. I said that it was our way of life at this time. We might change in the future but for now that is how we live. The fawn said, reassuringly, “I know”.
I then turned to Talks With Relations and asked her if she had any wisdoms for me and she said, “Be patient.” I thanked her and gave her a gift of cornmeal to share with the animals and she left in a swirl that resembled a vortex.
I got up from the fire and made my way back to the woods. At the path I noticed the footprints of the many animals who had been at the circle, watching from behind.
I returned to the edge of the forest and opened my eyes.
And I smiled.

~Debbie http:www.execulink.com/~yohan

(Thanks to Jamie Sams and her book “The 13 Original Clan Mothers”. Finding this book was life changing for me!)

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And the Fairy Children Played

And the Fairy Children Played


And the Fairy Children Played

Originally uploaded by MsDebbieP

Yesterday a card reading said to keep my eyes open for the “unseen”, including the Fairies.

Later, while doing some photography, I captured this photo of a cherry blossom. After downloading the image I noticed the Fairy Children playing inside the cup of petals – believing that they were hidden!

Listen — listen to the messages that come to you in unexpected ways: the song on the wind, the written word, a dream.