"Your path is to be shared...It will be called The Golden Thread Road"
~White Buffalo Calf Woman
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Monday, March 17, 2014

Those Dam Beavers

I realized recently that I hadn't posted to my blog for quite a while, that the last post was about my Emergency Room experience with a blood clot, and that I should probably post something else if for no other reason than to let people know that I have not shuffled off this mortal coil, met an untimely end, and am not an ex-human (though there are times I do pine for the fjords).  In fact I am doing very well, getting healthier all the time, and am quite excited about my life.  And, as Nathaniel told me in the ER, I have found a new reason to be grateful for that experience, but I will get to that some other time.

I have experienced quite a shift in attitude since that occurrence and find myself approaching things totally differently.  Using healing around this event (recounted in my last post Stayin' Alive) as an example, my mind-set is such that healing is the inevitable and foregone conclusion, and all I need to do is open to be guided to it. Instead of asking the Universe, "Will I get there?" the question is, "What do I need to do to get there?"

The image I get in my mind of this is from the video game The Legend of Zelda: The Ocarina of Time.  At some point in the game, the hero acquires a 'hookshot' which is a spring-loaded chain with a hook on the end so you can shoot it, it hooks into where you aimed it, then it draws you across.  You set your intention then the Universe pulls you straight to it.

(Okay. So, yes, I do know this picture is actually from "Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker.") 


So with all this in mind, I did a journey to find out why I'd gotten the clot, what its gift was, and how I go about healing it.


I went to Nathaniel to ask about the clot but couldn't find him. Then Meryl, my Pelican animal guide, showed up.  She flew me somewhere until below us was a red river. There were other rivers of red laid out nearby, like a bird's eye view of the landscape from the movie Tron and the network of circuits. At one point Meryl started circling down til she landed in the river.

In front of us and blocking the river was a beaver dam, and there were 2 or 3 beavers who appeared crazy, like tweaking out on too much caffeine... "Gotta build!! Gotta build!!" After talking to the 'lead' beaver, once he calmed down, he said I was working too hard.  But all the energy I should be expending to build my world outside was going inside and blocking me rather than expanding me.

I asked what I had to do to unblock it, and he said, "Look! It's already clear." At that point I started coughing in Ordinary Reality, and when I went back and looked, the river of blood was clear. To keep it clear, tai chi and meditation would help, and I'm to sit and picture my blood as rivers of light every day -- feeding and nurturing every part and cell of my body. "Be comfortable in your body.  Be your body."

 I am still on blood thinners until I get the okay from the medical doctors, who are doing tests to see if they can find a reason this happened twice within a couple years, but I know within my heart that this clot is gone, and that whatever caused this situation will be healed, is healed.

And I thank all my physical and non-physical companions for their prayers and energy that aided me in getting to this point on my path.  My appreciation is boundless.