Confront your fears, stare them out. Crow medicine.

Certainly everyone is being poked. It looks to me like everyone is being pushed into the polar extreme of their worst habits, behaviours, exhibiting paranoia, bad tempers, and everything else. So that means we are having a big clean out. You have to see it to clean it. You have to feel it, to heal it.
The 'BIG PUSH' to see and feel the polar extremities within the self , is coming up around now. You have to sit with it, you have to be with it....however uncomfortable or ugly it is to do.
I have the feeling there is snow on the way to then have a proper nature's way clearing of the all the polarised human stuff that comes up.


So...there is a gloomy collective feel which is being 'precipitated out', for clearing.

We are deep in shadow.
A contrast to the uplifted energy I felt for a few weeks, way back in October.

I feel we are poked and pushed back into our shadows, our deepest fears and we have to look at them. Only by looking at it will we be released from it.

I sat by candlelight and looked out of the window onto the street, and as it got dark the colours changed and the same view told a different story. Intending to get to the base of the doom gloom feeling, and what to do about the gut wrenching feeling that jumps back out when you least expect it, I went into an eye open meditation.

 I know the wound is about our perceived sense of separation from Source, a sense of isolation from a greater belonging, a Oneness through which we are sustained and nourished. This isolation has been honed through lifetimes, and the wound from which it emanates shows up in each of us differently.

It is basically an untruth that became our truth. The wound is belief in an untruth, which then leads us down illusory pathways of fears....How it manifests in a person is detailed individually and uniquely. But the wound is the same for all of us...we just see it and feel it differently. It is what we came here to 'Work through', and by that I mean "WALK" through. We walk the road that portrays our wound for us. All roads lead to Rome. All roads leading to Rome are the illusory paths and continue to deepen the illusions that calcify the wound.

When we stop and question and challenge why we keep walking the same old roads, we pull an arrow from a quiver and shoot it, we don't know where it lands, but it is in the shooting of that arrow, that 'self energy' is taken from tending/masking the wound and given to confronting the untruth, and it is in that action, that we begin to loosen the 'taught' and suffocating energy of the wound. Sometimes the arrow flies straight and sure, and sometimes not, but wherever the arrow lands it has brought an alternative avenue for the 'self energy' to find a new self story.  Eventually we pull all 'self energy' away from the wound and the illusion that is concealed within is seen.

Then we can head it on and confront it. Confront it for the untruth it is.

As I sat with this intention, in my open-eye meditation, staring out from a dark but candle lit room, into a dark and rainy, street lamp lit November evening, my eyes locked in a soft focus.
Soon I saw in my mind's eye a crow staring back at me. It was the face of a crow, very close up, staring back into me. The words came to me,  CONFRONT IT,  Confront your fears. Stare them out.

I had allowed the fears to surface. My intention was to bring them up and out.
The crow then led me to confront the fears.
With soft focus eyes locked into the eyes of the crow, staring at each other. The crow had provided me with a focal point to have this confrontation. Eventually you see the beauty in the crow's eye, as you see nature reflected in it. You see your own reflection in the crow eyes, and see that you are nature and thus ever part of nature. To be part of nature means that you are entirely within the oneness and a being, particle, cell of the whole. You are a part of the whole, and as such never alone in isolation. Never is the illusion of separation true....

........the path you walked allowed you to 'Work' through the deception that you believed to be true.

Michaela.