When i was a child, i had a vision that was to never leave me. I lived in rather an ordinary town, which sat on a hill. Beyond the elevation on which the town was situated, the rest of the landscape was completely flat – ‘as far as the eye can see’, so the horizon was clearly visible to the west – which is where i used to gaze. The skies were something else when i was a child – the huge expanse of sky which presented itself from the bottom of my garden, in the suburb of the town in which i lived, was always a thing of utter amazement to me – and gave me hours of occupation.
So it was my common practice to watch the sun go down – to watch the clouds as they blew across this great expanse of sky, contemplating this great beyond. On one occasion while i was watching the sky, thunderous clouds seemed to roll in on the horizon, dark foreboding clouds; which threatened rain. Well in the clouds, what seemed to be faces were beginning to form, and it was evident to me that something was coming – then across the sky i saw the all faces of the “Grandfathers”. They looked like Indian chiefs resplendent with Indian feathered headdress. They were arranged across the sky in a 180° view; from one side of the landscape to the other. They were there; in what seemed like a timeless manner – their living, unaffected by time and that somehow, time was not relevant for them. The moment past and the faces in the clouds dispersed.
At this time i was given a secret name of the creator this was revealed to me when i had a chance to recapitulate the vision properly – and i believe i was chosen by the spirit – for a purpose, and I believe that purpose was to heal. But what is the point of me telling you all this. Well, the spirit chooses early in the life of the individual, perhaps this choosing is done before we even enter the world, our purpose given for us to fulfill or not as the case may be. But there is a point early in the life of the person that the spirit makes itself known.
These omens should be heeded. But if they are not, my experience, it is that you will keep getting the same message repeatedly, until you receive the message and the lesson is learnt. If this carries on unheeded, also my experience is, that the warnings will peter out and the person will carry on to living something of an ordinary life. But it is never too late. Because these Omens are landmarks in our journey through life – signposts if you like. Also, affirmations that we are on a Right Path – a path with heart.
“To be a warrior is not a simple matter of wishing to be one. It is rather an endless struggle that will go on to the very last moment of our lives. Nobody is born a warrior, in exactly the same way that nobody is born an average man. We make ourselves into one or the other.”
~ Don Juan Matus
By Vision of the Nagual
This post was originally published on from Randy Rowe and can viewed here: https://newagora.ca/the-elders/