I was invited to a field to dance in the moon light. A smile spread through out my being, and my feet carried me on. My drum sounded out heart beat sounds calling for peace, calling for love, calling for all to enter this place of sacred rememberances of who we are. As the moon rose over head, and stars to many to count, came through the dark I saw flowers made of light growing all around. The bear, deer wolf, cyote, rabbits, racoons, and birds of all kinds came to circle this magical field. Then I heard jrnyman say, "Let the dance began." for this field he created with the power of love, and healing he feels within. As you come, imagine, enter your thoughts, and let us hear from you as we each dance the moon lights sacred dance. and so this story begins.
I am the wind.... as I flow and fold through the grass and through the trees let me touch you, let me kiss you let me breathe into you knowledge and freedom... as you move with me and find peace inside, a stillness that grows... remember. I am the voice of everyone who has ever spoken, the call of every lover and every fighter... I am history, I am your story. Let me fill you with knowledge. Let the strength of the past, of your past fill you. All the souls that have come fall as rain drops through the ages and they all call out your name... and your name is love. And now as you hear the wind and the thoughts of your past and you feel the fears of your failures and of your droughts... breathe. Breathe me in. For I am the wind and I move always with love, always with purpose and I speak to you now of possibility. And as you breathe out let your fears mist the ground as they settle around what used to be you. For the shell which you thought was not what you sought... and now you are free. Now lighter and free... together we be... together one. look up, look down, look all around and in the moonlight, in the starlight, in the lovelight... be. You are free now. All that limits you... is mist upon the wind. The mist that settles down. For you have found in stillness your heart which beats like the rhythm of the drum which beats us all as one. And your are surrounded and filled by that which cannot be stilled and that purity glows bright and lights up the night for you are a star my friend. for you are an angel in the end. and tonight we sing. tonight we dance. tonight we spin our sacred trance of love of passion of hope of possibility of endless freedom and endless love. this endless light... which fills the night... which is us, which is you, which will carry you through the darkness, is teaching heaven to shine. For you dear soul are home. now go dance your ass off!
journeyed to this place....this moonlit field....aireal was dancing, drumming....sat with her for a moment...we joined hands...I cried.....I stood in this moonlit field and chanted AUM....I looked up and saw the northern lights dancing in the sky...I was suddenly in a circle of many people...we were all holding hands and dancing in a clockwise motion....I see a vision of Stonehenge...now I am watching aireal, dancing, drumming.....
and as you dance your ass off, remember... remember the passion of your soul, the fire in your heart. remember the things you've been taught to hide. the love, and the joy, and the childish giggles. remember fingerpainting on the walls, and writing your world on the sidewalk with chalk. remember twirling around in a sundress, spinning and turning until all the colors swirl around you and you KNOW that you are the fairy princess, the goddess incarnate... remember the first time you felt and knew love... the intensity of each kiss, the passion that filled your whole body until you thought it would burst, and it did indeed break apart, and you were part of something that went beyond bodies, beyond this plane... and you touched the stars of heaven and knew that you were happy and whole. remember your passion, your fire, your deep love for this place, this space, this life and experience. remember why you came here... the purity of experience, the passion of doing something great. remember what it is to live, and to love. to throw yourself into each experience as if it is the only one that matters, the only one that exists... and in that moment, find yourself. find your purity of passion. find the reason you are here. for that IS something to believe in. something to invest yourself in doing. so dance, and swirl, and laugh with childish glee... twirl some batons lit with fire, and watch their spinning patterns in the night sky, and remember what it feels like to be wholely passionate about what you are doing right now. close your eyes and remember...
The sounds of drumming encouraged the drummer to move beyond the boarders of what seemed so real. The drum played on without need of the drummer, joining other instruments. Each note speaking of the sacred dance within the field bathed in moon light. Closing my eyes wanting to trust, wanting to fly, wanting, and not wanting. Desiring, and laying down all desire within. A stillness like magic star dust spread over all that was. I waited, and saw mouse whiskers spring from my face. Nose twitching tasting the air. Tail long, and thin made me smile. Feeling the dance before me, becoming one within the sounds around me I knew not wings this night. Yet I heard the words of trust resound in each cell, and fabric of this new form. The cloud that moves above, covers me. Talons lift me off the ground. High above the field I flew as the Red Tailed Hawk carried me. The Hawk spoke of many ways to see. He spoke of wonders yet to be. What we are willing to die for we are also willing to live for. A dream is not always just a dream. Who we are within our intent shows through the shells we wear. Energy is energy, and all things are born of energy. When we label things as right, wrong, or in a trillion other views we forget our power within us to transform all this is back to the purity of heart, and we forget how to transmute what ever is back into the energy from which the moment was made. Asking within what is real, and what is illusion. Are we so afraid we are not worthy of Being Love that we find ways to doubt the power of one to make a difference. Are we so ready to not understand the growing that is within us, and we have need of. Each thought a choice. What we feed grows. Passion takes many forms, and all that is asked for is truth that changes before our eyes into a window that shows us what we have become. What we limit…limits us. In this we are no longer the victim, or the enabler. We are co creators of the worlds, and energy we take on. To change your world change your view within. Landing high in a tree the Hawk sets me free into a nest of soft feathers, and 4 babies without fur, hair, and or feathers. Life begets life. Death is change, and what we give our self to makes a difference. There are many ways to fly, and we are the alchemist discovering our own fears, and possibilities within us. Dare we imagine. Dare we see our self beyond the shells we think we know. Dare we become love that we might become one with all that is. The drum calls me back, and I dance once more, never having left the dance within me I choose to be part, and one with.
Spiralling, the sparks twist higher as the dance moves up through the sky and into the stars...and still we dance And the music...the sacred music of the stars, that the crystals share with us ...can you not hear it...takes you right out of your body And across the fire we See ... and you and me are not so much any more - as we have become more us. Our interconnectivity blossoms and we morph into our higher Selfs; and Becoming more is what we Do as we dance into the Beyond. merry meet my friends Blessings & Love Namaste
. . i am the drummaker , the intimate with life power of bloody buffalo hide , of maple and cedar , of scrapers and knives and mallet and chisel humble and ragged in the dirt blessed by the little whirlwind so i may give a drum a one drum that sounds the hum of the sun and heartbeat of earth with that , we know our dance soft upon the earth and be content as we gather to sing existence shhh .... with Kwee . .
Thanks I was hoping it would put everyone in the right mood https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeZcsPAZOXA&feature=related Hotwater
I just wanted to thank you for posting this... I've had a hard transition in my life the last year and I'm crying as I write this because I'm so overcome with emotion. Reading this made me remember who I am and the person that I am and how happy I used to be and all the intense feelings I used to have before I became so jaded and I really needed to hear that even if it wasn't aimed at me. Wow... thanks is all I can say and much love to you!
my guess is, it was intended exactly for you. i opened this thread, just intending to read... then my heart and my hands connected, and my post poured out. i didn't know why, it just felt important. i'm glad the message reached it's target. much love to you as well!
