Over the past two weeks I have awoke with the following words echoing in my mind, “It is time to await the coming of the Thunders.” To some this may seem like quite the puzzling phrase. For me, however, it is very different. I can’t remember when I first heard it or read it but it was within the sphere of Native American spirituality. I believe it was the Plains tribes, possibly the Sioux. It revolves around the idea that the first sound of thunder in the Spring signals the opening of the Vision Quest time or season. When I heard it a week or so ago I knew what it meant. It was time for me to head out into the woods and do some inner searching.
Two days later, as yet another thick snow fell on my area, I awoke to it again. And then again. Someone was getting a message through and it wasn’t until I got up, had my coffee and to the rising sun said, “I hear you and I will come,” did the words finally cease. I understood what it was saying. It was important. I heard something similar last year and because of the new job and other things occurring in my life I chose not to go. Trying to carve out 3 to 4 full days of time in the woods and nothing else was very difficult then. I think Spirit understood and backed off within a few days. This time though it was not letting up. It was time and I needed to go. I could feel it very deep within me and it echoed other issues I have been having with myself. The message, coming to me in late February, was a way to give me enough warning to get everything lined up for what was necessary.
Since that occurred I’ve spent a little time each day thinking about it and getting ideas as to how I want to, or need to, proceed. One thing that came to me was that I needed to record that preparation and that journey here. So, I am doing so and, hopefully, it will get me back in the habit of posting more on this blog!
There is a journey ahead and I need to prepare.