“Believe something and the Universe is on its way to being changed. Because you’ve changed, by believing. Once you’ve changed, other things start to follow. Isn’t that the way it works?”Diane Duane, So You Want to Be a Wizard
I am getting prompts from interesting sources to return to writing. One of those has taken the form of a giant Kangaroo, no less. It is now time to revisit an earlier message:
Wendy’s Rattlesnake Medicine Encounter in connection to the interview with Stanley Krippner on Native American Medicine Man, Rolling Thunder.
This is typical of what happens for me when spirit messengers are present. It isn’t the first time I have felt the presence of RT, as there was an incident with the sound of rolling thunder on a clear day as I prepared for a previous interview with Dr. Krippner.
This encounter is more substantial however, due to the greater complexity of the dynamic and the coinciding timing of social events kicking up activism and dissent.
Backstory – On the afternoon of the day of our interview, Andy and I took the dogs to the park. We walked the trail and the creek. Prairie grass alongside the trail was about 5 feet tall and dotted with flowers and butterflies. We talked about how it might have been if you had to actually walk through the grass and the clothes and boots that would have been hot – but necessary – to avoid bugs and scratchy plants.
Midsummer temps were perfect at about 79 degrees with low humidity. It was a gorgeous Midwest summer day and the dogs loved cooling off in the water.
On the return trip, walking back up the hill, we noticed the group in front of us had stopped. A Dad and his three young boys had dismounted their bicycles and were standing along the far right side of the trail.
He yelled out a caution that we might want to go slow because a very large rattlesnake had just crossed their path and asked if we could see it. We were still about 30 feet away. They were closer at about 10 feet and watching it leave the asphalt trial and go onto the side ditch.
And yes, we could see it. Wow! Big enough we could see the head and the tail, popping up through the trimmed grass.
I could feel and sense that the snake intended no harm and I said that part out loud. That did not mean it should be ignored. I told Andy that the snake was being respectful and anticipated a like-kind response.
Andy went ahead with Gracie to see what kind of rattlesnake it was. It had a large head and was at least 4 feet long. The color was vibrant because the skin had just been shed. He could tell by the markings it was a Timber Rattler.
I have seen one rattlesnake in person when I was a teenager. Most likely, it was a Prairie Rattlesnake. It was a younger snake, at the most, 6 or 8 inches in length. It did have rattles. (I thought I saw them but may have been distracted by the hissing and coiling.)
When the snake noticed Gracie (our medium-sized dog) had stopped, it deftly turned, neck arched, head held aloft and started to coil, rattles engaged for added emphasis. The snake felt threatened.
Andy and Gracie quickly resumed a deliberate and smooth pace past the snake with the Man with his two older boys close behind. The snake relaxed a bit. His head was still arched as we made eye contact. I was within about 20 feet of his position at that point.
He was beautiful and looked quite majestic, simply trying to assess the threat and maintain the upper hand in managing a defense.
The man then called out to the youngest child to hurry, while at the same time the snake stiffened his neck to affirm the threat was passing. No rattle sound. Tail down.
Quiet in my arms now, I had hauled (our small dog) Jack up from the trail the minute the presence of the snake had been announced. He caught me off guard because he unexpectedly threw a temper tantrum at the indignity of being unceremoniously dethroned (in his mind) in front of a crowd, inadvertently humiliated.
Not amused and no time to explain the situation, I held him firm and tight. He relented and calmed down. If he had pitched that diva fit in closer proximity and agitated the snake, it could very easily have been misinterpreted and created a dangerous scenario. Not today.
As it was, airlifted Jack and I followed behind the small child, timidly moving forward with his bike, and kept watch on the snake, now also resuming travel to safely slither off into the undergrowth along the treeline.
Respect and awe won the day. He/She had appeared to be in robust health, stunning, with beautiful color and markings. An incredibly rare encounter in our hiking excursions.
Back at home, half an hour prior to the show, Gracie indicates I have a visitor. She quietly sits in front of me and looks behind her then back at me, asking – “Do you see them?”
I felt the energy shift. I knew someone was present.
The connection is telepathic and direct. Rolling Thunder. He repeats one sentence: “Do your homework! Do your homework!”
I knew he meant I needed to again look at the book I had been reading in preparation for my interview. I sat down and listened.
The conversation is telepathic, a mix of images and words. He was giving me page numbers.
Page number 74. I opened the book directly to page 74.
Page number 4. The book opened to page 4.
I happened to turn to the page that said rattlesnake and coyote medicines were important. I was astounded.
Arriving at the radio station, I looked up Rolling Thunder and Rattlesnake. That search pulled the Billy Jack information on consulting regarding the Snake Ceremony.
RT wanted the activism information addressed and the message of peaceful dissent. He was pleased that I listened and he knew Stanley Krippner was ready to address the topics.
After we left the station, we stopped at the 4 way intersection and a lime green balloon – with a card attached – walked itself across the crosswalk in front of us, just as if someone were right beside it.
Andy asked if I wanted the balloon to read the card. No. I got the message, It was a thank you from Rolling Thunder.
I believe in these things because I experience them. The level of engagement with the Rattlesnake on the trail was a once-in-a-lifetime encounter for me. It may happen again but it had never happened before. The snake was gorgeous and big with intensely bright colors because of the recently shed skin. And he made eye contact. I was in awe.
When I made the connection later, I realized he had a purpose. The message was delivered in the most appropriate form.
I asked Stanley what Rolling Thunder might have had in mind in presenting the message of Rattlesnake Medicine at this time. He told me the symbolic meaning implied “shedding of the skin that we can change and shed our old beliefs.”
I do know about these symbolic representations having worked with Totems and Dreaming Animal Energies for years. However, not to the extent of anyone with the mastery level of Rolling Thunder.
For example, I am still receiving information from RT and the inspiration was that I could do my work to become an active Shaman. I replied that I am probably not suited to be in that category.
Then came the fun part.
RT – Question One: “Can you sit still for 5 minutes?“
Yes, that I can do.
RT – Question Two: “Can you sit still for 5 days?“
Okay, that’s where my aptitude takes a detour.
As I said, I am probably not suited as I don’t have the desire to push myself to that limit. However, I do know it can be done and, obviously, once one becomes adept at working in spirit from this level it is easier to interact and engage the elements accessed in the Shamanic Realm.
As his instruction implies, effort is required to produce results and those who apply themselves will improve their abilities on multiple planes of awareness.
Did he stop there? Actually, no. RT again. He said: “You will know when it is time to sit.”
So I am learning a new step. Apparently, shedding skin is in my future_present_now.
As it stands, I am happy to make my connections, to share insight I might have and to encourage others to open their mind to experiences with those in non-corporeal form to express a greater awareness of living and being more than simply a bag of bones walking the path with no direction.
The underlying message in this case: Macro and Micro are reflecting a time now where all is undergoing transition and shift. The Mother is shedding her skin. Big changes are afoot. Tread lightly and watch for signs in all forms (and senses). Respect and honor all creatures.
We are not alone in this adventure and there are others in spirit eagerly working to assist if and when we are willing to apply ourselves to expand our awareness and admit we can use a helping hand.
Thank you, and Aho! We are one; in, with and – of – our Creation. 3 – given a telepathic reference of Triune. I thought I was done there but now I am curious …
…And down the rabbit hole I go.
I have to look this word Triune up – because there is a reason the word Trinity was not used. Something is important about that word. Feeling my way now, google in progress.
The feeling syncs. In this instance, the meaning is: Incomprehensible but Knowable (fortunately, this is a book that helps with context) and refers to a Catholic Saint (What?).
By now I think I have gone off the rails. However, I discover an interesting tidbit that clarifies the reference. Saint Gregory Palamas. Correlation?
*Gregory went to live at the Megiste Lavra, but very soon moved to the Skete of Glossia for greater tranquillity. The Turkish raids of 1325 forced him together with others to leave the Holy Mountain for Thessaloniki, where he was ordained priest. In the following year (1326), together with ten fellow-ascetics, he moved to the Skete of Beroea, where he remained, living a life of great strictness, for five years. Five days of the week he spent in complete isolation, devoted to uninterrupted mental prayer, while on Saturdays and Sundays he emerged to partake of the sacrament of the Holy Eucharist.* – Pemptousia
And for what purpose? To see the un-created light of God. – The Hesychast System (Greek hesychos, quiet.)
How the heck did RT get me from point A to 5 days a week in silent prayer?
RT: Chuckling hard now – “…a wing and a pray-er.”
He shows me an image – threading a needle (me), playing with strings, I am sewing the fabric.
Abstract thinking comes in handy. I am done for now. What a wonder-filled lark. It’s been like this since 1997. This is why I talk to nightlights.
“It’s a mistake to think of any group or person as an opponent, because when you do, that’s what the group or person will become to you. It’s more useful to think of every other person as another YOU – to think of every individual as a representative of the universe”Rolling Thunder, Doug Boyd
Update: August 11, 2020. Clear signals that the pandemic will create havoc for an extended time, disrupting all that had once been considered “normal” in the daily routine. The guides have called it a ‘re-set’. Now appears as good a time as any to take RT up on his 5 day challenge. I need to make time to sit.