Find your power animal with this guided mediation.
It was winter. A dying bear lay on the cave floor with spears protruding from her body. Native American hunters, dressed in animal skins, patiently waited for the bear’s death, praying and giving thanks for her sacrifice. The bear’s breathing slowed until she finally took her last breath.
Her spirit rose out of her body, soaring through the snow toward the night sky over the snow-covered land—the stars beckoning her.
The bear’s spirit traveled to the spirit realm, stepping foot among spirit guides who silently observed her. The bear, who was in shock over her untimely death, trudged toward a cave, disappearing inside.
Then the shamanic vision ended.
I lay there knowing something profound had just occurred, but was unsure of the vision’s meaning.
A few months later spring arrived, and I was shamanic journeying—a visionary process of letting my higher mind visit the spirit realm where I commune with spirit guides who offer healing and guidance. I saw the bear come out of the cave. Winter’s long hibernation was over. Behind her trailed two cubs.
The mother bear offered me a ride. I got on her rugged back, grabbing her fur as we soared. The vision became so clear that it scared me, jolting me out of what could have been the ride of my life. (I’ve always regretted not being able to take that ride fearlessly—wondering what it would have revealed to me.)
Despite my fears, the mother bear became my second power animal.
Power animals are spirit guardians in the form of mammals/birds/fish/insects/mythical creatures that embody their species’ archetype energy. Power animals act as protectors and guides for people, and can be a part of a person’s spiritual journey for an entire lifetime or brief periods during which their archetype powers are needed most.
That summer, while I was driving to a shamanic journeying workshop in Chapel Hill, crows came out of the trees and flew ahead of me. (Crows are often a “sign” for me. I pay special attention when I see them.) The birds led me to the remote driveway of the lodge where the workshop was being held. Because of the “special escort”, I expected this weekend to be magical.
Later that the afternoon, twenty people lay on the floor shamanic journeying while one of the instructors drummed. I was in the midst of a vision when the mother bear, who stood by my side, turned her head toward me and said, “I must go,” then she flew away, leaving her cubs and me behind.
I was stunned by her sudden departure and burst into tears, which was terribly embarrassing. To keep from distracting the others, I got up and went into the kitchen where I cried as quietly as I could. I knew I was overreacting to the bear’s departure, but I had no idea why.
Many Native American tribes believe that when a power animal leaves, its archetype power stays with the person, however, its absence allows another power animal the opportunity to come into the person’s life, thereby increasing the person’s power. This belief proved true for me, because the cubs did stay with me, and, a year later, after they grew into adulthood, they began helping me with shamanic healings.
That October, my mother, who was riding a bike, was struck and killed by a car—this was the most traumatic event of my life. After the shock wore off, I saw the synchronicities between my mother’s expected death and the mother bear’s sudden departure. I understood that the tragedy had been set in motion long before it played out. And, even though the power animal and my mother had left me, they had made sure I would be taken care of emotionally and spiritually. The mother bear had left me her offspring, who continued to help me as power animals. And my mother’s spirit visited me a few days after her death, offering me the greatest miracle I’ve ever received. For a holy instant, she, along with the Divine Spirit’s help, revealed the universal golden light that connects all of us, pulsating with every soul’s presence from here to eternity, allowing me to know my mother was all right and surrounded by love, and that she hadn’t really left me.
During a shamanic journeying, I was guided by Jesus to a waterfall. He asked me to look at it and give my impression. I looked at the waterfall with its cascading water flowing into a lake surrounded by lush trees, and said it was beautiful.
Suddenly, we were at the top of the waterfall. The sound of the water was deafening as I peered over the edge. Jesus asked me again to give my impression.
I said, “I am afraid of falling and it’s scary.”
Jesus said, “It’s the same waterfall, yet your perspective changed. This applies to everything in life.”
Then, we were in a forest. A fox appeared and came up to Jesus. As Jesus petted him, He said, “You are like this fox…smart, fast and cunning. Yet, the fox hunts at night, too afraid to show himself during the day. You must become more like the bear and cougar, and be able to show your full strength in broad daylight, without fear and being true to yourself.”
Jesus was kind enough to help me see that my perspectives are based on whether something seems ‘good’ or ‘bad.’ Judgements that I am not qualified to make. I must rely on the Spirit for its judgement, and be willing to take action as I am inspired to do.
Transformation takes time and involves many life lessons—not necessarily easy lessons. But no one said it was going to easy.
While walking the dogs the other night, I noticed a yellow-and-black butterfly. I thought how odd it was to see a butterfly flying at night. The next morning, while looking out my bedroom window contemplating the start of a new day, I saw a yellow-and-black butterfly flutter by.
I took the butterfly’s appearances as a sign that it was a totem animal (which in this case happened to be an insect) offering me its archetype energy and bringing me forewarning of the changes to come. Butterflies symbolize transformation…inevitable change that should be taken with joy and non-resistance.
Earlier today, during a shamanic healing that I was performing for a client, an ascended master gave this message, “A blessing is always a change. It takes courage to face change and realize that it is for your best good. Take this time to meditate and reflect on your spiritual path. You are never alone – I am always with you.” I know this message was for both the client and me.
The totem animal guidance was especially interesting to me at this time, because 1 1/2 weeks ago, I received a blessing from an angel. During the night, I was awakened by an intense spiritual connection. I then saw an angel, who spoke these words, “You have been given insight.” I thought, “How wonderful!” and then fell asleep.
The angel’s appearance was special for two reasons. Although, angels are almost always a part of my shamanic healings by offering protection and bringing in the Divine light, I had never had one speak to me. Additionally, the angel’s appearance and message made me realize that I am ready to take another step in my spiritual journey.
I do not know how the upcoming changes will impact me. But, I have faith that the changes will be for my highest good. I will accept the changes with as much grace and joy that I can, and trust in the Divine’s will.
As the ascended master said, “A blessing is always a change.”
Note: After this posting, I began to see yellow-and-black butterflies everywhere! But, today, while driving away from home, I saw a yellow-and-black butterfly fighting with a purple-and-black butterfly. Whether they were really fighting or mating wasn’t important. What was important was the insight that came to me. These butterflies represented the fight within myself, which has allowed fear to enter instead of knowing that I have nothing to fear. Lately, I had performed several spirit depossessions, and the fear that the people bring with them is often contagious. I have had to refocus my mind on the truth that dark forces have no power except that which we give them.
As I traveled down the road, I kept a watchful eye for the yellow-and-black butterflies, since I had a premonition that I would hit one. A few minutes later, I saw the butterfly flying in front of me. I slowed down, but still hit it.
I pulled over at the next street and looked at the front of my vehicle. The butterfly was on my radiator but still moving his wings. I decided he was being held by the force of the fan and shut off the car. When I went back to check on him, he was gone! I looked everywhere, and even opened the hood, but the butterfly was nowhere to be found.
I gave up looking for him and got back in the vehicle, when I saw the butterfly fly away! Triumph! But only because when adversary hit, I responded in a loving way. If I had given up and kept driving after hitting him, the butterfly would have perished.
The force of the fan symbolized the power that I had given to the dark forces, which when shut off, allowed the butterfly to be free.
This power animal was showing me that the fears I felt, are tests that can be overcome with faith and love.