Crone HeArt Wisdom

Medicine Wheel Retreat

I spent this past weekend at a Medicine Wheel Retreat, hosted by my friend Becky in northern Minnesota.  The picture above shows the Medicine Wheel as constructed by her using Sun Bears' Medicine Wheel.  The creation of this wheel was a long-time dream fulfilled for Becky.

To stand in this wheel, was to stand in the midst of love and power.  As I walked the wheel, I noticed that several deer had also walked the wheel!  You could see how the deer actually walked around the stones without disturbing anything.   

As I was standing there alone in the wheel, I thought about how the healing energy that emanates from the it is so needed in our lives.  And every person who walks there takes a bit of that energy with them when they leave, allowing it to ripple from one to another.  

With the kind permission of the author, I leave you with a poem written by Becky describing the wheel's creation.  Blessed be.

A Medicine Wheel Story
Trees and smaller plants gave their lives
The land cleared
Grieving, healing ceremonies and songs of gratitude
A crown and root of a tooth extracted
Disease, death, healing
Inspiration
Young Red Pines transplanted
A new circle formed
Strength anew in every level of being
The rocks of the grounds and shoreline patiently awaited
A Farther Shore assignment
Reminded of a deep desire
The ground spiraled pulling in our place in the
Coming of the Golden Age
10,000 years of Peace
Place the Medicine Wheel in this loved space
I sang to the rocks
Connecting with each one
Painting Sun Bears Medicine Wheel names
Upon each rock
And now another magical Medicine Wheel is made

Lammas and the New Moon Mirror

Lammas--time to celebrate and give thanks for the abundance in our lives. The New Moon, the scrying mirror, a tool to look deep into our souls.

I am grateful for the abundance that is mine in this season of the first harvest. For wisdom gained and wisdom shared along the way.

The New Moon also fills my soul with possibilities. It reminds me of the black surface of the scrying mirror, ever calling to me to look deep--look long and learn.

I spiral down
there is no fear.
The spirits take me
I'm in the mirror.

Wherever you may roam, may you always feel warmed by the Mother's love.

Love and light--Rue