I’m on a Shamanic Journey, and one of my assignments was to create a sand painting.
I walked out into my backyard and was just really trying to find a spot of sunlight to warm up, but when I looked down I saw small broken egg shell. I picked it up. I had not intended to build my sand painting right then, but holding that shell told me it was time.
So the next thing I see is a dandelion. So I start picking the bright yellow dandelions from my yard. Not counting them, just picking all the ones in my yard… because while I understand they are not weeds I still don’t need a yard full of them either. All except for one – which a bee was digging into.
I make my way to my front yard where my rose bush has flooded with blooms. So now I need to get a basket because my hands are full and I don’t want to crush the shell. When I decide I have enough roses to make the outer circle I stop and look along my path on the way to the backyard.
I go to an area where I know all the acorns fall onto the ground. I collect a bunch of those too.
I look around. Nothing more stands out. So I start to build my painting.
I am short one dandelion to make it symmetric. But such is life. Nature provided it, but respecting the bee was more important than a balanced painting.
I step back and admire my work.
Immediately, a large fly and several ants were at work to “disturb” my masterpiece. We have to remain detached, because nothing lasts. A lesson that I’m struggling to embrace.
What this process taught me:
- You can’t do healing work with your eyes closed.
- Healing comes when you remain open to the moments that are presented.
- Nature will provide exactly what you need. And even in abundance.
- A bee is more important than art.
- Life is not balanced. So we must find the balance within our environment.
- Staying unattached is best. Detachment is necessary.