Morning Meditation - Waiting for the Snake Racers Again

I got that little boy waiting for the return of the Snake Racers again. What the heck is up with him and me? He doesn't talk to me really, he just looks at me, seemingly desperately unhappy about posing for the photo.

Today it occurred to me that maybe this picture isn't about him telling me something about me. Maybe it isn't about me at all.

So I spent some time really getting connected in the hope that I would discover something about him.

This is what I got:

He is very sad - deaths in the family - more than one. His father drinks and beats his mother who, in turn takes it out on the boy. Often he hides and is frightened. He is very ashamed of this fear and works hard to cover it up with attitude. He loves his uncle and wants to be like him and live with him. His uncle is one of the Snake Dancers.

What does this all mean to me? I don't know, maybe when the Snake Racers return, I'll find out.

~what's this?

Morning Meditation - Not so different

Talked to a guy sitting on top of a huge rock in the desert. He said, "We are not so different, you and I." And I spend the rest of the time wondering how that could possibly be true, because while I could think of a few superficial ways in which we were the same... I kept coming back to how fundamentally different we are.

One thing, that did come to me, however was that waiting and watching is what meditation is.... which is what I do every morning... I sit and listen... and I wait.. and I watch... in that way the two of us are not so different.

~what's this?

I am like a bear.
I hold up my hands
Waiting for the sun to rise."

~Ute Saying

Morning Meditation - Waiting for the Sun

First page I turned to was about making an offering to the sun. And, again, I wondered if this was working up to some kind of ceremony, or ritual, or something. Wanting answers, I opened the book again, this time to a familiar face - Stand Tall Grandfather, and he said:

"I'm showing you something piece by piece,
and when the time comes,
I'll show you that too."

And so, I guess I'm not quite ready for whatever "that" is. I did, however, think about Solus, the fairy/deva who went with me to Texas. And it occured to me that it might be a good idea to post about him, and to refresh my memory and my connection there. I also wondered if maybe, since I've been pulling up all kinds of "Snake Medicine", if possibly I should take a look at Phoenix energy. I'm not sure how it's connected, but at the time I was thinking this, it made perfect sense.

It also occured to me that this is a really good lesson in just taking life one step at a time, not having to know all the answers, not having a clue as to the final outcome, just doing for today.

~what's this?

Morning Meditation - Waiting for the Signal

Today, again, the book opened to "Warriors Waiting For The Signal." And I thought about how, when going on a hunt or heading out for battle, you don't just rush off willy nilly... you plan... you do your absolute best to have everything in place... and then you wait for the signal.

Jumping the gun, being impatient and over-zealous got many a young warrior into trouble. I'm sure. Exhuberant passion, I think is good - but it needs to be tempered with that still-point where you wait for the timing to be right.

So, I waited there with them. Wondering what the signal was, and if I would recognise it when it came. Finally, I thought to talk to them.

Here's what they said in reply:

"Shhh... Be still... Watch... Listen..."

~what's this?