Day 28: Messages from the Land

It’s 7 am. Sunrise.

The drum calls everyone back from their hours alone on the land. Listen and be called.

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How to describe the power of deep solitude and all the gifts from this time with the land?

Here are some of the messages from the land we heard:

I put my belly on the earth – I feel everything.

I am breaking out of a shape I have held for a time.

I am so much more than my fear, I gave myself permission not to do it right. I did not do anything hard yesterday.

I sat in I sat for hours in a spot to set something free. I could have been six years old again.

This voice tells me I am unworthy – "I can't. I'm not loved." I'm not scared anymore but I forget that.

I came all this way to Colorado to take a journey back home.

I am not afraid in nature. I was afraid of what was in my head. We make so many assumptions when we are growing up that are not true.

My heart is an empty nest that is waiting for a song.

I so believe that we can heal ourselves. I listened to my breath and the wind interacting.

I honor the fierce courage it takes. Give me all your tears. Give me all your words. Give me all your bones.

I belong to me. I own who I am, where I been and where I'm going.

It's your presence that is inspiring - I want to soak each of you up. Everything is on fire, I must change with her.

I knew I wanted to go to the edge. I'm going to ask for a vision for my people. I'm a rooted woman.

The river ran down through my bloodstream and back again. I was purified.

At the creek I offered everything that defines and confines me. I met a tree that told the

story of the wind and then it told its own story. I am learning the song of the wind.

I found a spot that was really special - just like a grave site.

I got really lost and panicked. The only thing I could do was grieve. Vulnerable.

I asked Snake what it's like to shed a skin. I have reverence for all creatures, all living things, especially those we are drawn to, yet afraid of.

We have to be courageous and speak our truth. When you spoke your name, my bones rattled.

My medicine is to bring the gifts of the bison back to this land.

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If you have read through these powerful statements – which ones caught your attention?

How might your soul be inviting you to be and do something courageous and speak your truth?

What shape are you growing out of? Maybe shedding a skin at this season of life?

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