I awoke from a dream and saw clearly a tree. I heard "angel" and so I do what most curious dreamers do ~ I googled "angel tree" and thus began my wild wander to South Carolina to commune with an ancient oak that called to me through the collective conscious ethers.
The path to connect with the Angel Tree was definitely wild and wander(full). From a speedy car's bumper flying into my windshield ~ to waking up and hearing in my whispered heart thoughts where I would travel to from day to day... it took many twists and turns of following the Trail of Tears to eventually arrive off the beaten path to sweet Angel.
Upon first seeing her ~ my eyes followed all her swirling and expansive ways. Incredible in that a single photo could not capture all of her years. So I meandered under hollowed limbs ~ stepping over trunks that had penetrated the earth and rose up again in aliveness. It was a magnificent site ~ yet the emotions and whispered wisdom coming from her heart to mine was what had me silent in listening & feeling.
In one breath ~ I was filled with Joy as a fellow gazer snapped a photo of me with her.
And then I took a step back.
To sit on a bench and it was there that all her words flowed in ... sobbing tears and gasping breath sighs emitted from me ... tears of joy and extreme sadness having felt those who had prayed on knees before her amongst the 400+ years of her aliveness. Yet in the midst of emotions ~ I was able to dictate all that she was sharing. And thus ~ here is the Angel Tree wisdom spoken in connected whispers.
So many have come here for healing. For answers before. The yearning to Be is palpable. Trust your path. We wanted to be near you sister. Thank you for coming. Know your ancient wisdom. There is always more healing more expansion to behold. We could feel you in your home a thousand miles away. That is how powerful you are. That is how connected we are. Look how grounded we are through age. My dear do not play yourself small. Go do the big work in the world. Open and heal hearts. Can you feel ours? Yes. Take off your shoes and sit awhile. Tell our story. You are the one with a voice and loving soul to tell stories. They will listen. We are all so much more. So much more than the eye spans and sees. Remember that owl in your dream that could not see... we brought it to you to prepare you to listen and feel. That is our energy pulsating through. That is our connection now shining the light upon your face. And here comes the wind. We are showing you...we are with you...we are one. Oh Ashwina! Cry your tears for they will open a new doorway... a new portal. So much ancient wisdom ~ step in ~ bringing forth to you now. Receive the waves. Let it be part of your new earth fabric.
(my tummy growled and then I heard more).
Do not leave us yet please. We will feed you. Sit and watch your soul dance around our trunk. Slide down our multi limbs of arms...we are like Lakshmi. So much abundance we are here to share. What is it that you truly desire sister? Fill your heart now ~ let us hear your inner whispers. Your glow is blue and yellow and coming towards us it is white. Purity. Like the streets of New York...(showing me a time many years before of being stopped by a woman who said ~ in hushed secret ~ that my aura was pure white light and she warned me to be careful of others taking it from me)...(yet I was filled only with love). No fear enters yourself as your light reverberates just like that yellow butterfly that fluttered by. Oh we could sit with you infinitely. Rest a moment my dear. Close your eyes and breathe. We wish to share healing with you.
With my palms down on my lap I could feel them (all of the limbs ~ the multi faces the angel tree had tried on in her lifetime) opening as streams of energy pulsated through ~ what felt like a vein yet was the artery of the heart of the angel oak tree. The bridge of my nose pinched with pressure. Moving into the depths of the socket of my eyes and into the third eye ...a mask that was placed before was removed. A new opening of reception appeared. And then this energy moved through my arms and shape shifted into the wings of a monarch butterfly. This was the gift! Yellow. With an image of a banana showing to make sure I noticed yellow.
Courage. Determination. Strength and sharing the ancient wise light within. We love you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for receiving and sharing our story. Our heart is full. Amen. And so it is!
I got up ~ walked towards the tree and embraced it in a warm hug and continued on my wild wandering.
May the wisdom of the angel tree rattle a little something awake within you ~ even in your heart of dreams ~ open your arms to the light.
International yoga instructor, Shamanic Practitioner, life coach, and more!