Mists of the Soul

I have been a spiritual seeker of the path most of my life, as most I am a combination of many universal traditons ideals and beliefs and talents. I lean towards Native American, because the energies of where I live. Lakota tribal land in NNW Iowa, USA My journey began in search of the Great Flood in religions, and I wandered from there... Seeker, Guide, Artist, Watercolorist. Calligrapher

Friday, March 06, 2009

Water

MIsts,....fog, light rain, snow, always water.

Water is the symbol of feelings and emotion. Calm or Turbulent.

But as Mist it is soft and thick and and smooth and moving.

It is about great gentle change, slow and steady towards our inner self. Each little bit of water, is an aspect of ourselves in motion. Change scares us, for it is unknown and unseen, out of our control. So is Mist...I have often been in an white out, of fog an snow and rain. There is nothing to see all around. No idea where you are or where you are going...and you are stuck in the situation.

Entering the MISTS is faith...that you will be taken care of, that you will be guided, and safely make it thru to the light