My day May 22,
My father's birth date. He was my mentor of the teaching of the land. If not for him I may never have seen as much of this beautiful country we live in. Many evenings we shared in conversation about the land or animals I'd come across in my day. Best time was summer sitting under the stars, fighting off mosquitoes just talking. He passed on the keeper on the land to me.
I started my day in meditation, and a shamanic ritual, and it became so apparent that the ancestors and keepers here were with me! As I checked the birds nesting on my pouch beam and the garden and flowers soon to bloom I felt an overwhelming presence walking with me. All my doubts of " is this enough, just holding my little space on this big earth?" faded away. It is enough. Sending out love in my love meditation and holding this place on earth for nature to be as it has been for thousands of years is enough. I felt a union with all around me and the spirit of ancestors and all of you, all holding a bigger space than we realize. We are the keepers each in our own way, a piece in a mosaic we've created on this earth. I feel honored to walk with you on this journey of life. Thank you.
Profoundly beautiful reflection. Thank you for sharing it. 🙏❤️