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The Wild Woman Who Lived Downstairs

The Wild Woman Who Lived Downstairs
Me and my wooden doll who has an uncanny resemblance to the “Wild Woman” card from the Mystical Shaman Oracle deck.

Just the other day, a flash of remembrance flew across my mind.

I was pretty sure she was still there. But would she remember me? Down the stairs I flew to my studio, which has been vacant for most of the year.

She still stood exactly where I’d left her — off to the side of the large window that looks out over my rock garden. She hadn’t changed a bit, made of sturdy wood, colorful paints, soft feathers, and her feathered friends perched in her hair and hands.

I can’t recall exactly when, but it was well over ten years ago I made her. It was a mother-daughter outing spent with an artist who taught us the art of making these unique dolls.

Looking at my doll with the blue-green eyes and wild hair, named Eartha Azure, I wondered if she’d been a mirror to my subconscious that held the tale of what was to come.

I scooped her in my arms and happily marched her out to my writing cottage, its space full of light with windows that grace every side.

It was on my 55th birthday this past July during a practice session with a fellow Oracle School student that she pulled the “Wild Woman” card for me from the Mystical Shaman Oracle deck. I still recall how my hand flew to my heart. It hit home.

The card and the wooden doll a reflection of who I’ve worked diligently to become with a major leap I’d taken this year.

A year of going inward to embrace the parts of my inner child that needed to be acknowledged, heard, and healed. Hugging that little girl before I drifted off to sleep one night telling her I’d always be here for her. She was safe and I loved her.

It was then, that Wild Woman began to emerge little-by-little. She was bravely making herself known. She no longer wanted to live in the dark. She was ready to be seen.
She was ready to show others who she was becoming and who she had become—embracing all of who she is as she stepped into the light and claimed her space in the world, no longer afraid.

That Wild Woman is me, but my friend, it is also you. I know she lives within you and she is strong and beautiful. And I just wanted you to know.

ORACLE WISDOM TO PONDER

What is it we most need to know to embrace our Wild Woman?

XO,

Barb

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A Little Bird Shared this With Me…

A Little Bird Shared this With Me...

Yesterday morning with cell phone in hand and a glass of water, I reached to turn the handle on the patio door to walk out to my writing cottage. Luckily, I spotted this little fellow before I turned the handle completely.

What a delight it was to watch him for a few moments hop about my deck! At one point I noted he had a few morsels of bird seed gathered in his beak. I do believe he is an Indigo Bunting as a Bluebird has a tan chest and it is quite rare to actually see one. But also a rare site indeed to see an Indigo Bunting up close and personal right outside my door!

I was happy to have had my cell phone in hand as I very slowly and carefully (since I’m still healing from a sprained back!) kneeled down to snap a couple of pictures.

It wasn’t until I reflected on the day last night that this little fellow came to mind again. Earlier that evening John and I ventured out for date night to a local restaurant. He asked me how I was feeling with the handing over the reins of National Walk ‘N Roll Dog Day (NWNRDD), which I announced yesterday.

I said, “You know, it’s interesting how this took me a long time to decide and while I feel right about the decision, there is a part of me that feels a little bit sad.”

What I’ve come to appreciate about my almost 40 years of being with John is that he’s come to understand that sometimes I just need to be heard and I don’t need him to “fix” me or to say everything is going to be okay.

When we got home after dinner, sitting on the sofa, I continued to move through my emotions from the event of the day, when that little bird came to mind again. I thought about how the Bluebird is a symbolism of happiness. Even though this little guy wasn’t a Bluebird, per say, his appearance that morning was to assure me that in letting go of the attachment of NWNRDD and all that symbolized for me, a new channel of joy will come into my life.

I thought about the little seeds he carried in his tiny beak and how this represented to me the seeds I’ve been planting to grow in a new direction. In order for them to continue to sprout (a.k.a allowing myself to grow!) I can only develop further by releasing what no longer is part of an old identity I had of myself.

I’ve changed so much over the years because of my dedication to personal growth and being open to the wisdom of animals. Both continue to guide me to go beyond the surface of what is so that I can live an even more enriching life.

This morning in doing a little research for further symbolism of Indigo Bunting I came across this:

Indigo symbolizes a mystical borderland of wisdom, self-mastery and spiritual realization. While blue is the color of communication with others, indigo turns the blue inward, to increase personal thought, profound insights, and instant understandings.

It took my breath away. It’s very much in alignment of where I am these days. For quite some time now I’ve been craving deeper conversations with women. I continue to explore the deeper meaning of oracles, by working with oracle cards personally, and with others, to open channels to more meaningful dialogue to impact our lives in a positive way. My continued pursuit of my own spiritual realization and wisdom developed in communication first with myself and in connection with the creator guides me to want to share with others seeking this path also.

“Indigo turns the blue inward” speaks to me of my belief that to gain thorough and valuable insight to who we are, that time for daily personal reflection and going inward is vital. The more we do this, the more our souls can find peace in what is true.

Just as I was coming to the end of writing this post, I spotted the mailman drive by. In my mailbox a special package arrived that I’d forgotten I’d ordered. What perfect timing for another “sighting” of Indigo Bunting! A box of note cards I ordered recently from Brook Burling, an amazing photographer of all things nature! She named this photo she captured, A Shiny Blue Gem. I couldn’t agree more!

Thanks for reading and may you be blessed with some animal wisdom of your own today!

XO,

Barbara

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How to Deal with “Monkey Mind” – Intuitive Oracle Guide Reading

It’s funny how the mind can work. Just this morning upon waking I thought, ” Oh no! I didn’t share my oracle reading from last week on my blog.”  I really enjoy doing these general readings for you and I especially enjoyed this one being that it was prompted from a question from a woman named, Dianna.

And I know we have all dealt with “monkey mind” more than we may care to admit! 🙂

I hope you find this reading helpful and without further ado…

XO,
Barbara