Symbolism

‘External Symbolism’
4/12/13
I have been noticing in the past months that external physical symbolism is occurring in parallel to my internal path. –This is new to me (at least at a conscious level).
When I was in search of my inner boon, inspired by Joseph Campbell’s ‘Heroes Journey’ I was presented with a gift of old gold coins. An inheritance I did not know existed that arrived unexpectedly.
When I finally received my Shamanic Bee Book, which was delayed and delayed for several reasons, for weeks on end, bees came to us from everywhere. The grounds were humming, starting from the yellow flowered bush near the letterbox. The humming went on for days. I had never experienced such a thing.
And a short while ago, when I felt life had taken us by storm as we were thrown into a time of aggressive change, I found myself noticing and pondering over this for a while. Then a tornado hit our home. In a place that has no history of tornadoes. Last night I dreamed of tornadoes, and I was running, escaping, trying to survive so many of them.

That was over 3 years ago.

Since those early events, many more had occurred.  Magnificent awe inspiring events. Sometimes miraculous, always accompanied by a deep sense of connection. I had come to term the whole phenomena ‘Symbolism’, as that described best for me this strange unexplained situation in which my own inner world was manifesting itself in this physical existence within which we live and breathe.

These events are always uplifting. At times they would be frequent, at others I might go for months without a single identified event. (Just because we are not paying attention doesn’t mean it isn’t happening… Although in truth, they are pretty hard to miss or ignore). I have tried to understand their meaning. How it works, why? I have not really come to any answer before today.

As I drew the yarrow stalks I found I did not take my time as I usually do. I pulled them out four by four without hesitation or delay.  ‘The detail does not matter’ was the repeated message. ‘The detail of this world is of no consequence. It is the spirit that drives it that matters and it is to this place that you must turn for guidance. This is the place that nourishes your soul and gives you life. It is a constant that underlies a world of change’.  The outcome of the reading provided an answer to my latest despair but it moved, inevitably, to Earth, all expanded and all encompassing, accepting of all beings and all phenomena.

As I started making lunch, marvelling at those lovely perfect eggs produced so generously by our backyard chickens, an answer presented itself to me: ‘When you come from a place of spirit the earth connects and yields to your inner soul.’

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