Ancestral Memory
The fire is popping and snapping Ambers floating up into the starry sky Around a circle
Others are with you
Holding hands
Drum beats softly into the silent night There is safety in the circle
Back is cold, but face is hot
Hot enough to warm you right through Ground is soft with pine needles Fragrance fills the air
There is no song, no talk, just a shared calm.
And through your hands love flows, to another, one to another, to one another.
– Dancing Eagle*, Nov. 2006
*Dancing Eagle is a spirit guide who began channeling wisdom to Andie in 1998 following a serious illness. You can learn more about it and read all of his inights in her upcoming book, Whispered Wisdom.
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