05 Wednesday Sep 2012
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Among the Wildflowers… on a Boat Out at Sea… – Tom Petty
I found this little guy in the grass yesterday evening. How many times have I walked over him? I need a box for all the things I find in the yard. Red Feathers and Turtles. Snake skins and Crow Feathers.
When I was younger I collected turtles. I had them all over the house, but now they are scattered or in boxes and many of them have been given away.
A zigzag line
Turtle crossing the lawn
Turtles are self contained happiness and wisdom. They have always represented belonging and contentment to me, never in a hurry, never feeling the need to say too much or over-explain.
Last night I was dropped into an emotional well. I wonder at times if I am too empathic to use the internet. Are the feelings real or just my projections? I wanted to cast everyone out, reject them and move on to new things, but I remembered a dream.
In the dream I was told, ‘In the end it is not the lessons we learn, but the connections we make and keep that matter.’
I wish I had taken the significance of the Turtle seriously when I found it. Instead I placed him on the table and went swirling out of my center, into the well.
All things happen for a reason and in the right order and usually they happen at the pace of a turtle not by the foot of a rabbit.
This morning I dreamt of a pond scene. It was a flash of beauty. A small pond surrounded by deep green trees. The pond was dark purplish blue and the sun was crossing slowly over its belly.
I always find myself in nature. When I am lost, there I am. I simply have to look and listen to the stillness.
In my dream journal I wrote this about my vision of the pond;
There is no physical heaven after this life. It is here. We were sent here to experience the polarity. To experience it with our toes, our fingers, to breathe it into our lungs like fresh air. And if heaven is here then hell is here too. The problem with hell is that you travel sound asleep and by the time you awaken it is often too late. You have done terrible things, you have cast others out, murdered, hated, or committed ignorance in the name of chasing money or fame.
And finally after I came inside from writing, at the pace of a turtle, I picked up my Medicine Cards books to read
Turtle’s word is Mother Earth.
I like this line;
“Like Turtle, you also have shields that protect you from hurt,
envy, jealousy, and the unconsciousness of others.”
The unconsciousness of others. What an interesting way to phrase it.
So maybe the Turtle is protecting me from the sleepiness, the unconsciousness of others. Or maybe he is a token of forgiveness for the moments in my life I have spent sleeping and unaware.
“Turtle teaches you, through its habit patterns, how to use protection. If you are bothered by the actions or words of others, it is time to go inside yourself and honor your feelings. If you are attacked, it is time to give a warning snap.” – medicine cards (I wish I had taken the time to read this last night)
Turtles have always given me a sense of belonging. They somehow represents my tribe, my community, my place in life. The Turtle is an animal that always makes me smile. Kind of like a laughing Buddha. So wise, but full of joy.
And all morning I have had this song running through my head.
You belong… Among the wildflowers…. On a boat out at sea…
I can’t express a feeling of belonging any better than Tom Petty.
I truly have guides. They live somewhere where the turtles chase the moonlight, they bask in sunlight, laze on logs, on ponds the color of deep purple and blue. They’re in the ethereal, the heaven beyond the illusion, beyond the images and stories I have created as my life.
My guides don’t get to kick cans or walk down gravel driveways. But they get to leave turtles in the grass, they get to drop red feathers and make sure the snake skins are left in the most inconspicuously-obvious place, squarely on the front steps.
The Medicine Cards also reminded me that Turtle lives in two homes; on the water and on the earth. In the wildflowers and on a boat out at sea…
I am a dreamer and thus I am guided. The belly of the earth is opened for all those who seek to dream and believe.
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(This post originally appeared in the Dream-Speak blog in its unedited form.)