| My father, Great Spirit, I can hear you speaking to me, for you speak to my heart like a father teaching his children the language they will speak. As a child within my mother’s womb I started to speak this language. Because my heart was the first thing to form, it would talk to my mother to be, floating within the life-giving waters, sending vibrations of energy throughout the waters within till it reached the shores of her heart. Then it would ripple back from her heart to the child’s heart with energy of love and guidance, full of abundance and encouragement. As the spirit takes form within the womb, it starts to increase understanding of the language. A dance has started as it floats within the waters, being bathed, washed with purity, connected with the lifeline to its mother. The little legs and arms of the child to be, move with expressions, sending out vibration of energy like little ripples to the shores of the heart that will listen. One would just have to rest a hand on the mother’s belly to hear as the energy moves up your arm to your heart. To talk back to this child, you would rub your hand in a circular motion, clockwise on the mothers belly sending ripples back to the child, telling the child it’s first teaching, the story of the circle of life it has started to walk, how it will see everything. When we are born, our lifeline disconnects from our maternal mother and reconnects to the mother earth. As we take each step, we must walk lightly on the mother for each step is an expression, sending ripples of vibration, of energy with in the mother earth to reach other shores. It must not disrupt other peoples vibrations of expressions but blend together filling this earth with balanced energy. Each step is another level of speaking the heart language, so I must choose my words as I walk. Placing each foot ever so lightly upon the mother earth I speak gently to my mother and to my brothers and sisters. As I walk the path of life, I will understand the heart language in its many forms. I will place each foot, moving every so slowly, not to rush life, to absorb and understand before I place another foot down on the mother to speak from the heart and when I leave this earth, my lifeline disconnects from mother earth and connects to the spirit world. In order to see that lifeline, one just has to look to the northern lights. In spirit I speak the heart language and all I have to do to speak to someones heart, is use the vibrations of the winds from the warmth of a beautiful dream. It is the same when you are encouraged by the spirit to daydream of a moment once shared that radiated warmth to a heart as they relive that moment. Or a tear shed from a fond memory of love, of a loved one or of a special moment shared. When you start to speak the heart language in it’s strongest form, it is the greatest gift that the heart can speak. I have written this tonight after coming out of my prayer lodge lifting up my sacred pipe to the Creator, being with the old ones. I share this with you from the heart. Spirit Man Walking Martin Clan known by some as Lone White Wolfas lone white wolf. |
| Language of the Heart, My Spirit Speaks |
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