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Right Tao, I remember noticing an army of dragonflies doing flashy aerial feats and putting on colorful laser light shows.  Back Zen, I heard a Wise Old Tree whispering Lao Tzu’s tweetings that “Nature is the best physician.”  In the spirit of His Infinite Wisdom, Dragonfly  reminds me of mythical past connections and lore between Dragonflies and Dragons. Wood You Bee Leave that Ursula Le Guinn’s EarthSea saga might have been somewhat akin to fantastic glimpses into a magical alternate reality, where real dragons fly high in the sky and breathe fire and wisdom into the elements?  And sometimes I enjoy striking a Dragon Qigong pose that gets me all fired up inside, when the situation calls for it.  But We need to be mindful of such activities, if We don’t want to spontaneously combust, in getting all fired up like that . . .

In navigating multiple realities . . . “Dragonfly . . . Breaks illusions, Brings visions of power, No need to prove it, Now is the hour! Know it, Believe it, Great Spirit intercedes, feeding you, blessing you, filling your needs.” By staying light on our feet, Dragonfly medicine reminds Us to stay cool by learning to effectively swimming in the deep waters of emotional life, play outside and spend time by fresh water. Change, transformation, mythical connections to Nature Spirits, weaving through illusions and creative imagination are all aspects of Dragonfly’s teachings. Shedding light into this realm allows us to perceive through shadow realms . . . Is that a bird, a UFO, a UFF (unidentified flying fairy) and/or a Dragonfly I see flying before me? Has anyone out there ever seen the film “A Fairy Tale: A True Story”? I think it’s a great movie for the whole family to enjoy, big and little folks alike.  I once heard a dragonfly flitting about in the garage, as I discovered he was ensconsed in a spider web.  Subsequently, I released him to fly away freely in the backyard.  A few moments later, maybe days, I swear that same dragonfly hovered near my ear and thanked me for letting him go . . .

Finally, if only We allow Our Selves to open up to a larger worldview, these perceptual shifts offer Us glimpses into viewing Our Universe as energetic and sacred, where the unfolding mystery of Life is an ongoing welcoming surprise birthday party every moment–“every day and in every way, We are getting better and better”. Dare We focus on the silver lining and make only positive interpretations of Our experiences?  But it’s easy to do otherwise, as Deep Pockets have a well-oiled system for keeping their mechanistic mind-illusion wheel slickly greased, in their tired (pun intended) battle to control the public mind.  However, we have our Cosmic Wheel that keeps turning, in spite of the Military-Industrial Complex’s reptillian attemtps to control it’s Cog.  Remember the scene in the Star Wars saga, when Princess Lea says to the General, “don’t you understand that the more you tighten your grip, the more star systems will fall through the cracks?”

I Hopi You are well,

Ari

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Woodpecker Medicine

While sitting alone in the woods this past week, I noticed the familiar drumming of a woodpecker. As I sat and listened, I watched Woody flitting about in a nearby tree, enhanced by my late grandma’s trusted field glasses, doing a sweet fly-by–seemingly just for me to see. After more drumming, it was as if I could see a forthcoming weather report, like a forecast of what’s coming down the pike. Woodpecker’s drumming conjures up Our connection to Our Mother’s pulse.  Moreover, Woodpecker nurtures shapeshifting and assisting with loosening up the Soul for exploring different realms and dimensions, a la shamanic journey, if you will. Further, Woodpecker offers Us traits of “resourcefulness, rhythmic motion and discrimination” and teaches Us to “march to the beat of your own drum” by listening to the Inner Voice (deepest feelings).

More importantly, in the process of listening to the depth of the Inner Voice and submerged feelings within the internal ocean’s abyss, We learn discernment from the incessant chatter of the “voice in the head” and background noise in the “world of 10, 000 things”. Following the energy of the Doubting Thomas and worshiping the God of Opinion, a nice lady once assertively asked, “but if I listened to my Inner Voice, I’d be all over the place and a hot mess”. In the spirit of that energy, I couldn’t have agreed with her more, though I think I drilled home the point about discerning between the Inner Voice and the “voice in the head” without too much pecking.  Easier said than done.  But as a great Jedi Master once said, “when you learn to quiet your mind, you will know.”

Finally, as We welcome Woodpecker’s help in delineating between the voice of the ego and the Sage within, We learn trust the wisdom to know the difference between the chatter and the Guide within. This capacity increases based on our “cumulative effect” of being clear channels, acquiring and accesses strategies for staying tuned in as an authentic Selves in Relationship with others.  I can hear Father Sanchez saying in the film, “The Celestine Prophecy”, “trust your intuition, stay alert . . . something will happen.” And remember to breathe and think in moments, as it’s a fresh way to create a new day in a heartfelt way. When We stay grounded, We are then ready to take flight as We open up Our True Selves to the freedom of Woodpecker’s mantra to create and follow Our own Natural rhythms, you dig? 

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Striking a Balance

I am sad to say that I inadvertently ran over a turtle crossing the street the other day. I know folks, there is an old saying that “if you meet the Buddha on the street, kill him”. However, I like to interpret the meaning behind this Infinite wisdom as killing in the sense of randomly frequent acts of kindness. Tempted as I was on going Straight Outta Woodland on myself, with my Nervous Woodland Creature (NWC) energy, I remembered to tweet to my Peeps in the Trees, begging  forgiveness from above. On the ground, I took a deep breath and allowed myself to cut back to Inner Peace by offering a silent blessing and thanking my reptilian friend for coming out of Her hard shell, gravely dangerous and crunchy reminder as it was.

More importantly, after marinating on my encounter with Turtle I remembered the potential that Turtle medicine might offer Us, as We are becoming New Humans her on Mothership Earth. Rather than getting stuck in the mud by going Rocky on Ourselves, dare We  remember to focus what Turtle represents by borrowing Her traits of Wisdom, Longevity, Patience and Perseverance . . . “Turtle . . . Great Mother, Feed my spirit, Clothe my heart, That I may serve you too” . Ah, in death there is rebirth, just as breathing in and breathing out my attachments to seductive negative energy loops between my reptilian brain and amygdala hijacks.  In staying calm and heading my Inner Voice, I am welcoming the awakening to opportunities in becoming a New Human. In this Chinese year of the Rabbit, I think it is especially wise to balance out this auspicious sign with the Turtle.  Nothing wrong with leapin’ and hoppin’ o’er MoonShadows, so long as we stay grounded and remember a slow and steady pace as well.  “The slow one now will later be last . . .”.

Finally, as I look Back To The Future and stay tuned into the here and the Tao, I remember the spirit of the story of the Tortoise and the Hare. Moreover, I Sea that striking a balance of their collective energies is what matters most, in much the same way as the Yin and the Yang always swim in relationship flow with one another. It isn’t that Feminine is superior and/or Masculine is inferior. Rather, finding a synergistic balance between the energies is where spirit resides and ego dies. And there is no cookbook for this—If we are to survive and thrive as a species, then we need to turn inward, find a healthy balance in living and develop an Inner Knowing for when to move fast, when to slow down, when to watch and when to act.   

In These Changin’ Tides, I Hopi You Come About–Or Whatever Floats Your Boat,

Ari

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