Month: March 2019

Dear Ones:

I am here. I had a challenge. I got stuck. I made steps to start my FB page and group and share the gifts my Creator placed in me, and for which I have studied and practiced many years. I stepped out into this wider social media and then I froze. I got scared. Have you ever been afraid or felt an energy that holds you back or makes your deepest desire seem insurmountable? Not everyone experiences this, but I sometimes do. It ties back to old, old trauma fear and shame…some of which is unfamiliar to me in this lifetime, yet I somehow carry the residuals of it in my bones. I also know incredible love and support even in the darkest places and am reminded to step towards it, to trudge through the malaise to return to the promise of my “Now Journey.” I am here, and I am writing.

Two nights ago, in the middle of the night, while passing by my bedroom window I noticed the Super Moon in its iridescent glory. I was transfixed by its presence and began to “wash” my face with its energy and asked its holy presence for whatever it would take to help me move, write, and “put myself out there” so I can be found.  I returned to bed and in the morning, I remembered the following dream from long ago:

I get off the bus for my destination which first stops me at a fork in the road. I must decide which way to go. Along the way, I morph into an infant child with other infants. We end up at the entrance to a church or some other sacred edifice. We are all naked.

I was reminded that in order to receive the promise of my “heavenly” calling as and Archetypal Dreamwork Guide, I must be truthful, open, honest and undefended…like a newborn child. I thought about my role…that it’s not about giving advice or hiding behind the role of an unaffected “expert,” but rather, it’s about standing in the nakedness of my truth and experiences with the power of transparency and vulnerability…about being real with people who also want to be real. .

I went back to sleep and when I woke up later, still twilight, I rushed to my window to see if the celestial being would still be there…to comfort and challenge me, assist me once again. I sifted my eyes through the stoic branches of trees awaiting their springtime dance… And there it was, its radiance even more glorious and than the night before. It was the day the Spring Equinox, just minutes away from the hallowed hour. I surrender my heart and my fingers to glide along these computer keys and write. I will not allow the Equinox to pass before I post something,

I’ve been having dreams of women and men and children coming to my aid when I get stuck or the voices of shame and fear attempt to silence my calling.

Upon this cusp of the Spring Equinox 2019, I celebrate renewal, rebirth and joy! I celebrate the coming of the Light that blesses you with courage, hope and wisdom. I celebrate the Light that expels all darkness, confusion and blockages. I offer each of you and the Universe, my prayers of gratitude and thanks. I pray that your lives will be filled with power, joy and beauty, and every other blessing of Spring.

With much love from the one Journeys Home,
Cheptu