There was a time when the members of the Animal tribe were respected and revered and they spoke to us. But man began dishonoring them and they stopped talking to us.

When, in Dreamtime, we meet these animal messengers- If we are aware enough to remember that they can talk, and you talk to them first- they will answer you.

I started to have a re-occuring dream during my spiritual awakening of a Polar Bear chasing me- no matter what dream I was having he would appear and chase me until I awoke afraid.

My Spiritual Teacher at that time reminded me to talk to the Bear...

The next night- while running from the Giant White Bear- I remembered to 'talk to the Bear'.... I stopped in my dream- turned and faced the Bear (scared to death- by the way!) and said 'What do you want?'
The Bear immediately replied 'You're running the wrong way.'

I awoke and realized- I was running the wrong way...I was running from Bear (introspection) afraid to face myself and the life I had created out of fear. White- (the North) a place of wisdom- when at that time of my life I was running from the wisdom I knew- and was being ruled by Coyote- tricking myself...being a victim to the events of my life.

This Messenger came to remind me that if I only look within- apply the wisdom I had- stop running from the message that my life needed and was on the brink of a great change- if I only had the courage to face myself and the illusion I created.

The Medicine Wheel of Life

Posted by Marianne Goldweber

Two wolves- Our greatest teachers

There is a Cherokee poem that refers to two teachers- represented by wolf.
Wolf is the totem animal for teacher- or a teaching.

I always stress that everyone that comes into our journey is sent to teach us about ourselves. Some of these encounters are wonderful and pleasant and some are painful and difficult.

These are the people and situations that teach us the most.

I have had many teachers that have appeared on my journey but one in particular has challenged me to the core of my being. This individual challenges me to search within myself for a solution based not in anger,punishment and revenge; but in understanding, peace and love..

This is where my human/spirit struggle ensues and I have to take everything I have learned on my journey to awakening and apply it here.

It is an internal tug of war- an angel on one shoulder whispering love and the demon on the other whispering hate.

We all have such a teacher- and if you don't you will- these teachers are sent periodically to see if you are healing - if you are walking your talk- to remind you that you are human and evolution is a constant process.

So- I have two wolves in my heart- which one will win?

The one I feed.

Here is the thought for the day-

Two Wolves

An old Cherokee chief is teaching his grandson about life:

"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy. "It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.

"One is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.

"The other is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope,
serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

"This same fight is going on inside you - and inside every other person, too."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, "Which wolf will win?"

The old chief  replied, "The one you feed."

Mother

Mothering begins at birth-
In a moment of contrasts
The movement inside gone;a death.
Then an indescribable celebration;
a new life at the breast
while the womb contracts and mourns it's loss.

The life sustaining umbilical cord severed;
but there will always be a cord that will never be cut.

I will continue to nourish you in a different way
from near or far
I will always know.

I am Mother;
Life bringer
Nourisher
Leader
Provider
Healer
Warrior
Shape shifter
Sage
Goddess
and Prophesier

I am the wellspring;
for any and all that thirst or need fed.

I fill my cup from an inexhaustible source;
I am love and comfort
I am patience and truth
I am encouragement and strength
I am Faith.
and give you my cup to slake your thirst.
Marianne Goldweber

Mother's Day 2009- The Sisterhood

Websters defines the word Mother in a number of ways- but my favorite is
"Source or origin".
The Female part of the Creative force is a fertile place where life springs from.

The mother represents the source of life-
Mother is the nurturing place we return to feel loved, and understood.
Mother is the lap we put our head and lay our fears.
Mother is where we go to ease our pain.

Being born female is a great responsibility- first to ourselves and then for others. We are the creative force- the fertile ground that nourishes and gives birth.
We are the breast from which everyone drinks.

The strength of this feminine force is divine.

The pain associated with our cycles and birthing is a rite of passage that represents acceptance of one's own pain and suffering as a means of spiritual purification and growth. Being a mother is not just the physical act of birthing- It is a celebration of the female creative force.

Giving birth signifies the time of "becoming"- that we are now responsible for another person and their well being and growth.

I am blessed to have given birth. It was a life changing event for me- it was also a life changing experience for my son's father. He witnessed a strength that came from the depths of human instinct. It was also something that he could never do.
It changed our relationship, something that I don't believe either of us expected.

Giving birth awoke in me an inner strength and resolve that I did not know I had.
It is now the litmus that I hold all other life challenges up to.

There was no quitting- there was no giving up- another life depended on me to "labor" and bring them into this world or they would die.
Motherhood is was the most responsibility I have ever taken in my life.

What I have come to find is that my monthly suffering and labor prepared me for other kinds of pain that being a mother bring;
The pain of having to allow my child to have his own thoughts and feelings.
His own aspirations that don't include me.It was the pain of their illness- where you feel alone and helpless.It was the pain of watching them fall- and letting it happen.It was the pain of watching them be hurt by the cruelty of people and the world; and encouraging them to rise.

It is summoning the courage to fight for them, to champion them - to defend them.
To change the world for their sake and to allow them to leave in order to take our love forward as they begin their own journey....

So in this celebration of Mothers Day-honor the anniversary of your Rite of passage- Celebrate all the things that being a Mother represent.
When you meet another Mother- remind her of her courage and her strength- because our experiences bind us all together in this sisterhood of Mother.
Marianne Goldweber

What is a Birthday? A birthday is technically the anniversary of the day we came kicking and screaming into this world- through the pain and labor of our Mothers. It is the day our soul entered into a journey - through this human experience - to learn- evolve and become enlightened- and then to teach that to another.

I will probably call my Mother- as I usually do to thank her for that.
I don't really make a fuss about birthdays, but today marks a special  year.

Every seven years we experience a transitional age- at 7 we are no longer babies- we become children- at 14 we transition into adolescence- at 21 we become adults....and so on...

For me this year marks the last year before a major transition. this will be year for me to take the opportunity to really put the past to rest- to reflect and celebrate the victories and take all that growth and knowledge into the next 7 year phase of growth. I'm pretty excited- and a little sad...
Today is also the New moon- a time of finishing- mourning and reflecting on  what hasn't come to pass and creating what I want to happen.

It's kind of like watching 'It's a wonderful life'.. We wonder- what purpose has my existence served by being here? - What difference am I really making to others?

So the phone rang this morning and I hear my friend Jen singing Happy Birthday-
 
Then I get Online  and see all the wonderful people whom I've met along this great journey- taking the time to stop and wish me well ...and I am so grateful,
 for it truly is a Wonderful Life....
Happy Birthday to me........

The Serenity prayer is a reminder for me that I have control or power over no one but myself. The chaos is from my trying to manage things that I have no control over.
If I change me- I am then a mirror for others to look to for Peace.
In addition to allowing others to come to their awakening in their own time, withoout my influence., the same way it had to happen for me.
Marianne


Full Original Serenity Prayer
by Reinhold Niebuhr (1892-1971)
God, give us grace to accept with serenity
the things that cannot be changed,
Courage to change the things
which should be changed,
and the Wisdom to distinguish
the one from the other.

Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,
Taking, as Jesus did,
This sinful world as it is,
Not as I would have it,
Trusting that You will make all things right,
If I surrender to Your will,
So that I may be reasonably happy in this life,
And supremely happy with You forever in the next.

This is going to be fun!  Get in line folks!!
Dream interpretation is my hobby. Being a medium/Clairvoyant professionally; I love to awaken others to their own inner guidance- teaching folks to acknowledge and decipher the messages you  yourself are receiving on a 'nightly' basis...

For the next week- I will accept emails from you about your dreams and I will post one answer every day randomly from the emailed dreams I receive....I will post my interpretation here so  you can learn what they mean and how to decipher them for yourself in the future...

How does the Universe send us messages- how can we become more aware of this communication- through your Dreams of course!!

While our human self is asleep and out of the way- our dream time connects  our higher selves with the Universe.

The challenge with dreams and visions is they are usually symbolic- everything and everyone in the dream is an actor in the play- designed to get you a very specific message about what we are facing in the waking world.

So stay tuned- get your dream journals out and lets post some wonderful messages and see what they really mean!!!!

Peception is a very interesting thing. It's like when you find out your pregnant- and then all of the suddden- every commercial on TV is for baby stuff...

It's not  like a 'sigh'  from the Universe- it's that your perception has shifted. You become acutely AWARE of the baby commercials...lol

If you follow this blog- I am an advocate for  the homeless and those of us who are suffering. So.."I see homeless" people everywhere..(Like "I see Dead People)... you would be shocked to know that they are everywhere-regardless of where you live...

Anyway- I went to the gas station in my neighborhood- There was a man standing outside- in the freezing cold at the end of the building- he had on boots that weren't laced- a hoodie under about three other light jackets- he had rubber gloves on under his gloves and he was a little scruffy- and looked tired and worn.

My homeless radar went off. I went in bought my vanilla creamer and a pack of smokes and when I came out and he was still there- so I said "Good Morning!"- he said "good morning"- I said "I'm a minister that does out reach for the homeless- is there anything you need?" He looked at me a little strangely (common) and said "Huh?"
I said, " I'm heading downtown- are you homeless?" His face broke out in a gigantic smile and he started laughing- I though he was going to spill his coffee..

He said "No- I'm wating for my car to get fixed across the street and came to get a coffee.."  I appologized. He said "Wow- thanks for noticing me. It's nice to know that people are out here caring about people." I told him I  was glad he had a home- and was OK. he said thanks again!!.....

I think I'm out of control.....lol

Hey- Better safe than sorry- but I'll bet he starts to see homeless people....lol

I am the car pool Mom and take my son and four other kids home ever day.
Yesterday I had been taking donations to various agencies throughout Cleveland.

I picked up the kids and they were being kids- picking on and fighting with each other...
(I say kids but they are in junior high)

So I told them I had to make a stop to drop off one more donation- and I took them to the Men's homeless shelter in downtown Cleveland. I had a load of blankets - and knowing the temperature was going down again,  I felt they would be  desperately needed.

Well...Divine timing being what it is- we arrived at about 3:30- just when the men are lining up to get in to the shelter for the evening. There were at least 60+ men standing in line with their bags of possessions. My son goes there all the time- but the others had never been there.
The car got very quiet.

I turned around and explained- In the morning- the shelter  makes all the men go out to the street,  it seams mean- but if they didn't, they wouldn't look for work- or see how painful this way of life is. I explained that these men have serious problems. Some are addicted to drugs and alcohol- some are mentally ill. Some got out of prison and can't find work- because they have had no education- or their criminal record makes it almost impossible to get a job.Some just had tragedy that left them without.

 But when they come in to the shelter at night- they get food, a bed, a shower, laundry and counseling if they want it- and if they do- they help them get their lives in order. They get them medical- mental health and legal assistance- even tutors from the college come to help them get their GED and even a permanent place to live.

So I told them to lock the doors while I dropped off the blankets.
I walked across the street and all the men said  hi!!! What 's in the bags- is it food- can I have some??? They were laughing and they even held the door for me.  I left the bag at the desk and went right back out. One man yelled- "Will you marry me??" "I yelled back- "You don't want me I'm a lot of work!!"  which got a big laugh from the entire group...

All the while- 5 pairs of very large eyeballs were watching from the van.

I got back in the car- and we all waved at the men who were waving  at us....
I expressed how grateful I am for my life....
It was a pretty quiet ride home....

Marianne Goldweber