Shamanic Vision: Living Life through the Eyes of the Heart Issue #1, Fall 2016 | Page 10

I brought out two special crystals
with me for this journey: Great
Great Grandfather's stone and a
palm sized Tiger Iron skull for
the Ancestors and my walking
stick. I charged them with the
Red Earth, the Sun and the
blessings of the Grandfather
Tree.
I sat in stillness, absorbing that
beneath me, above me, around
me, within me. I sat in Beauty.
I observed the minute details; the
subtle movement of a weed; the
sound of a passing beetle; the
changing shadows; the
movement of a cluster of juniper
leaves that danced in the wind.
This was a Sacred Moment in a Sacred Place. The power of both that time
and place reside in my heart and are touched upon today at will.

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