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Spirit Walker:

I feel I must put this experience out there.
This took place about ten years ago in my room while meditating.

(Whilst in a trance-like state) I looked up facing the sunrise through a great trilithon, I was at Stonehenge. As I walked through the huge trilithon, I turned my head back to see a great Owl perched on top of the archway I just came through. Which I found quite odd, considering that I have no affiliation with them. Then turning back to the right of me I could see my spirit Wolf pacing nervously outside another great trilithon staring directly at me.

Turning now to the near centre, a hooded black cloaked figure appeared to emerge from a green fire in the centre. 

 All I could see of his face was his old grey chin. But what happened next astounded me. Telepathically, I spoke directly into his mind saying, "what do you want?" He laughed replying, (into my head) "is not the question what do you want?" Then I laughed saying, "I want to be the best Shaman I can be." With that, he drew up his right arm, palm down holding something. So I, in turn, placed out my right-hand palm up and he placed a little leather pouch in it. systematically, I raised my hand up to my heart and the bag went in. I thanked him and turned around and left. Never did catch his name or meet him again. But I now carry the Crane-Bag. 

Update: since this experience, I have recently developed AF, (atrial fibrillation) so make of that what you will. But I still maintain that my heart is good. 

Also, found out later that The green Flame is the Flame of balance and Truth. It leads to analysis and development of ideas, especially Divine ideas and impulses that have been conceived in the First Ray of the Blue Flame. Those ideas ultimately and inevitably produce wisdom and light.
 
Second update: funny, now after an ablation my heart is fine. 
Now I know for sure that he was looking out for me.
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Gauthier Avatar
June 18, 2021 at 8:02 PM
Very cool ~ amazing how we have these special experiences that mark us for the rest of our lives.
Gauthier Avatar
October 25, 2018 at 11:58 PM
Awesome experience and well penned, White Wolf.
Rose  Avatar
October 20, 2018 at 5:30 PM
What a special way to receive a gift . I believe the gifts that are given to the heart are the gifts that keep on giving and living. I enjoyed our story of true. Beautifully retold, dear friend. thank you
White Avatar
July 3, 2017 at 6:03 AM
You carry the Crane-Bag, and it grows :)
Wolf Avatar
July 3, 2017 at 6:08 AM
Yes, many Druids have a physical one, whereas ours are greater in spirit /|\
Smith Avatar
July 3, 2017 at 6:03 AM
What an experience that will never leave your memory!
Wolf Avatar
July 3, 2017 at 6:09 AM
Never is correct /|\
Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 3:58 PM
Crane-bag, eh. Inside the mind of a mystic, Rick. Ty for inviting us into your spirit world. Very enlightening poem, my friend. Love to you alwaysl
Wolf Avatar
November 7, 2016 at 5:20 PM
Thanks, RW. I'm a bit behind at the moment, I'll have to catch up on some of your work soon my friend, all the best /|\
Hamilton Avatar
October 1, 2016 at 10:33 AM
a wonderful experience Rick make good use of your gift hugs 7
Wolf Avatar
October 1, 2016 at 9:25 PM
Thank you Shadow/|\
Spagnola Avatar
September 23, 2016 at 6:14 AM
Rick, you have inked a 7+ with this piece. Your carefully chosen words created such awesome imagery which took right to a mesa, cloaked in a wolf skin..loved it :)...peace & light, jill
Wolf Avatar
September 23, 2016 at 8:39 AM
Thanks Jill
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