i've been feeling my egun around lately, wanting me to come and talk to them...but as i've said before, it can be difficult for me to settle down and meditate when i need to...
even so, i had the most beautiful dream of being in the presence of my ancestors. as i knelt/sat before them, i found myself saying the same prayer that i would have said aloud.
dreaming of my collective ancestors is always interesting: i'm usually in a space--i can't really call it a room since there don't appear to be any walls--filled with light. i know that there's a multitude around me, but most of the time i can't see them. it's like being in the center of a football field in a packed stadium.
i can't make them out, but they're there. and i can sense how they're feeling. if they're warning me, congratulating me, imparting some knowledge...
they're definitely happy with me. and i love them for watching out for me--even when i forget to say my prayers like a good little girl.
i'm workin on it y'all. stay on me.
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