This week I was called by osprey down to the beautiful energy of Yallingup to journey.  I knew it would be a walking meditation and journey so I set out in the morning, eagerly enjoying the thought  of what I knew was to come.  I walked out of my cabin and started on the path and asked spirit which direction I should go.  Spirit drew my attention upwards as osprey in her physical form flew over me and along one of the paths ahead of me and flew up onto her nest high above.   I connected with her and I slipped out of linear time into spirit time to travel with the winter winds for guidance to show me the way.  I called the ancestors for permission to journey for my own healing and recalibration back to my soul, back to my inner compass which leads me within as my body surrendered to be lead by spirit as the winds moved me along the actual and metaphorical path.

In these journeys nature awakens and alights around me in its higher form and speaks what is for my highest calling as spirit alters my physical and subtle reception - shifting and aligning me from within.

It never ceases to amaze me what unlocks and unravels, the clarity and revelations. It doesn’t take that long.  A half a day and spirit moves me back to reality, back to what I’m here to do in physical reality, in my daily life experience, relating to others and the world of physical matter.  Back to live my life in this beautiful human form, with challenges and messiness but also capacity to fully experience this sensual world it all it’s beauty and wonder.  Every time I come back from visioning - I come back with a little bit more clarity, more groundedness, more healing, and a little bit more magic.