The Weeping Willow

Last night I dreamt of the ocean.

  

Standing high above on the edge of a cliff, I remember feeling with certainty that if I leaned into the wind and opened my arms out ever so wide, my feet would gently lift off of the ground and I would be soaring high above the crashing waves below.  

I felt exhilarated, weightless and free. 

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the cool wind in my hair and fingertips..and as I closed my eyes and leaned a little bit further, I felt the ground disappear from under my feet.  I was soaring high with the clouds, then dipping down towards the water, skimming the surface and traveling so fast that I could feel the spray of sea water and hear the whistle of the wind in my ears.

I dream of the ocean often.  

I'm not sure why or what it all means but I remember getting a reading for fun, years ago from a gentle old woman.  She said that my soul was lingering by the sea, that there was a huge weeping willow on a cliffside that marked the spot.  I've spent many years secretly looking for that willow tree down by the sea..

I went down to my studio the first chance I got today,working quickly and quietly.  My mind was busy thinking about my dream, I could still feel the coolness of the wind, the lightness in my soul.  

It was no surprise that I reached for an aquamarine with its colour of the ocean and of the skies.  

Like the ocean, it gives and takes away..all a natural part of the circle of life as it is ever changing, 

never static.

Maybe it's the change in the wind I've felt the last few days.  

It's been blustery around here.  

Mother Nature's way of moving along the old and bringing in the new.

Have you felt the wind lately?  What did it have to say to you?

xo Blue Gnome

Share In The Freedom I Feel When I Fly

Have you ever dreamt of flying?

I gather everyone has at some time in their lives had a dream that they were soaring high in the sky, not a care in the world.  I've had several of these dreams, and oddly it's through these dreams that I can honestly say that I know what it feels like to be able to take flight.  I'm not talking about flying around in a rocket ship or being belted to some technological gadget that flies around on some kind of jet fuel.  I'm talking about simply swan diving off of a cliff and swooping upwards and away..it's simply the most exhilarating feeling one can imagine.
  
I had another dream about that eagle again the other night.  I couldn't see him this time but I saw his shadow on the ground by my feet..when I looked for him above me, the sun was too bright..but he followed me for a little while.  I'm pretty sure I'm not feeling hunted, I don't get a feeling of uneasiness in these dreams..quite the opposite.  I feel like he's looking miles ahead for me, guiding me on my path.  I'm not sure where I'm going either but there's a spring in my step and I'm excited about whatever may come my way.

I started this ring the day after my eagle dream.  I heard a John Denver song years ago on the radio called ' The Eagle and the Hawk' and although I'm not particularly a John Denver fan, I fell in love with the lyrics.  As such, I felt it fitting that I set a picasso jasper in the ring, it reminds me of the Great Canyon and all the wonderful colours nature has to offer.  I imagine the pattern on the jasper might be something like the landscape an eagle might see as it soars high above the ground, miles in the sky.

Available next week in my shop.

xo Blue Gnome

Sterling, Picasso Jasper

I am the eagle, I live in high country

In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky

I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers

But time is still turning they soon will be dry

And all of those who see me, all who believe in me

Share in the freedom I feel when I fly

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops

Sail over the canyons and up to the stars

And reach for the heavens and hope for the future

And all that we can be and not what we are

- John Denver and Mike Taylor

Dreams

Dreams..they can have you waking up like you're on top of the world, fully rejuvenated and ready to take on whatever life throws at you that day.  On days like this, you are the ultimate superhero, brave, compassionate and immortal.  Then there are the dreams that screw up your day before you're even out of bed.  You feel fragile, ultra-senstive and exposed..vulnerable.

My sleeps lately have been dream filled.  I've woken up exhausted from the hectic events, friends from so long ago that it feels like another lifetime dropping in for their cameo appearances.  People from the past who shouldn't even know each other, mingling like long lost friends.  Lately there's been a eagle who drops by to pay me a visit.  Flying so high in the sky, sometimes he's only a shadow on the ground by my feet but I know it's him..like somehow I know it's a him, and not a her.  When I look up, despite the distance, we always make eye contact.  I never feel frightened or threatend but I'm left wondering why he's always there.  Am I being hunted for watched over?  I'm not sure yet.

"  To see an eagle in your dream, symbolizes nobility, pride, fierceness, freedom, superiority, courage,  and powerful intellectual ability. It also represents self-renewal and your connection with your spirituality. You will struggle fiercely and courageously to realize your highest ambitions and greatest desires."  - www.dreammoods.com


Hmm..I don't feel particularly courageous lately.


xo Blue Gnome