My Thoughts XIII: White Wolf Tracks and Eagle Vision
12:30 PM, Friday 17th February, 2012
I thought about my writing here on Hub-pages many times ... I thought about why I write here, as supposed to continuing to write like I have been for decades: on pieces of paper, notebooks, etc. – all for myself, or for the sake of writing. Indeed that is the main reason I suppose: I write because I love to write.
There is another reason though, a minor one but a reason nonetheless. I try to portray my thoughts through writing, in order to show others how different our thoughts may at times be but with that in mind, I try to explain that personal preferences, opinions or minor differences are always trivial and we should not get caught-up in them for too long because we are all One in the end.
Just because I am white does not mean anything. It really doesn’t. Or maybe it does a little: it means my skin is white, until the Sun changes it to a golden-brown ... happens every summer ...
Before I let the Eagle Spirit take over and my thoughts will become more and more stranger in this three-dimensional perspective, I would like to say that no matter what shape, colour or frequency, I chose to travel on: I am still just like You – Spirit.
If I focus on my inner energy (Spirit) and visualize this energy within me, I see one of two things. The first images are of a trail/path, in a forest. It is most likely morning, sunny and as always I am moving fast; running this time. I am comfortable and at ease, I know my surroundings. The air is fresh. I am close to the ground and I have four legs: I am a White Wolf; I am a hunter and a warrior.
The second image I see when I think of my Spirit is a forested valley, in between tall mountains. I simply glide over it and again the day is sunny, the wind is calm and carries me over. I can tilt lightly on either side and focus on the mountains. In this aspect, my vision can close-in to anything that exists on the ground. It is an instant shift from the macro to the micro. It helps at times or at other times, I just play with it. I fly ... I am an Eagle; I am a hunter and a warrior.
It took me many years to see. One has to look within to see. Otherwise, one is only looking and not really seeing. Do I sound like I fully lost my wits? I most likely do but that changes nothing. There is nothing normal, static or regular about people because we are all free-willing Spirits. We create and re-create, we invent and transform. If there is something predictable about us, I think it is that we are always highly unpredictable. And I love that. That is why I can run with the pack or fly on my own because ultimately, I am a free-willing Spirit just like You.
Sometimes I walk, sometimes I fly ... does that really matter though?