Catching a moment's peace before going to   sleep, when all around the house is dead to the world. I gathered my  Ipod and headphones and went and sat down on my bed. The music was   Native American, Soft gentle music with a steady drum beat and soft   blissful flutes. What more could settle an active mind before sleep than   this.
What happened next was much like what I noted from the  12-07-10. In that  as I closed my weary eyes of the day I was greeted by  the pit of  darkness for it to fade into a spiral of colours. From  those colours  sprang to life my wolf pack.
Once again Sharkari  took his role and lead me to a place of where I was  meant to be. A  place in which once again I could sit and relax, to gaze  into the  dancing flames of the fire before me.
I was greeted once more by  my guides, both to my right and behind me as  before. My guide to the  right did the same as before, he tapped the  ground with both hands  alternating several times, it was if he was  imitating someone or  something walking. He then used his right arm and  once more wavered it  in a circular motion three times round then slowly  raising to the sky  above.
Counter-clockwise was his action I could see it more  clearly this time  round. He then again cupped some of the earth into  his hands to rub it  into his face. To let the earthen dirt fall back  onto the earth, again  blowing the remaining dust from his hands into  the wind.
He began his chanting or singing, still as faint as the  last time, but  loud enough just to hear it and no more. This again  sending that rising  feeling of energy up my back, towards my neck and  shoulders which were  gaining in heat.
This time however we were  not alone, I remember there was an elderly  lady sitting with us by the  fire and others walking about. She was also  singing gently to herself  as she sat weaving a basket of sorts together.  She looked a peaceful  gentle soul. As she glanced up to me you could  just tell from her face  and eye's that she carried many stories and so  much wisdom that it  filled her heart with joy.
My guide, the one who was standing  behind me gave me a little nudge  inviting me to come with him. I then  stood up and followed him, trusting  him in all his actions for what he  would give or share or wish for me  to see is as I see it.. Time.
He  lead me to a horse in which I climbed onto as he did another that was   near by, and so we travelled to a river in which we dismounted. Sharkari   was never far from me. Quite contented that I was willing and trusting   enough to go this far.
We came to a stop by a tree next to the  river. It was then that I heard  my guide say to me - Many Rivers, Heart  Of Wolf. Father Sky and Mother  Earth. Growth In Acceptance, Truth In  Understanding. As Eagle Flies, And  Fire Re-news. As Sun Will Rise And  Fall, Great Spirits Above, Ever  Watching.
I could see his  comfort and delight in saying these words to me. Words  that apparently  hold greater wisdom than just the words themselves. He  tells me that I  should Sit and Wait.. and so we sat, and waiting,  silently gazing out  listening to the flowing river beside us. Watching  the stars above one  day "home" glowing brightly above our heads.
As we sat we uttered  not a word just that understanding that then  nothing was needed to be  spoken that we could feel each others thoughts  and just know what was.
As  I sat with his words weaving through my mind, finding a place in  which  it could reside, I was aware of the sound of hooves drawing  nearer. I  didn't turn to see who was coming, I had no need to, I already  knew  who. It was SB and RC coming to join us..
To connect the Circle... Unity between us and Earth. 
 
I found your writings so internal, a visceral connection to your places of fulfillment.The earth is sacrosanct and luckily I live in an exotic rural setting that let's me forget about the abuse heaped on this splendid planet.One must tune it out to stay sane, and yet somehow try to make a difference.Take good care..M..
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