being herded home - meredith murphy

[Sowelu]

being herded home
30 July 2011


Herding is the act of bringing individual animals together into a group (herd), maintaining the group and moving the group from place to place…

Well, yes then, that's precisely what I am experiencing.

I am discovering the cowboy archetype is alive and well in Archangel Michael… as I am nudged, then pushed and then gathered up and repeatedly put on the road to my own empowerment.

Let me be clear—this is because of my choices. And it comes to me intuitively. It's not like being "told" what to do, or directed by another outside of me. It's strong, continual intuitive urgings that make it clear that my intentions and desires for expression in life may be fulfilled most perfectly by going in the direction I'm being drawn to led towards. I ask for guidance in my life and I then listen to my inner wisdom. And all of this feels like a deep and loving response to my choices for the role I wish to play and how I desire to grow and expand.



It's all very gentle.

I am allowed to meander back to what feels comfortable, enjoying the illusion of not being moved somewhere new. I have a few hours or days feeling like I'm settled where I am, but the my attention is being drawn and then I continually find I am focused on moving to Mt. Shasta.

I viscerally now understand the mysterious allure of Mt. Shasta. Apparently the energies of this place are aligned with the desires of many of us to awaken and experience our fullest selves here on Earth. I relate now to the people who say they end up there so fast and so amazingly they are stunned by it all. One member of the Expect Wonderful tribe wrote me saying that out of the blue she felt the draw to go there, and woke up living there so fast—despite having no way to seemingly get there or finance her move—and before she knew it all kinds of things happened and there she was. With kindness and warmth she told me she was, "holding the door open" for me.

That's good, because if I am anything like these horses above—which I feel I am—crackling with aliveness and freedom, then I will come through the gates running and at a clip and thank heaven they'll be open and prepared for me. And so I trust.

Of course I also stomp my feet and cry. Even though I asked for this, it's happening quick! And the change is big. So I feel the intensity of this herding process—really and truly. It is like nothing I have ever known—yesterday I saw that it's like being in a giant cosmic funnel and finally realizing it. The extraneous things have been released and the path is clear.

It is clear that some soul group assembly is taking place and I am being summoned in response to my choices for participating in life. I got a little grace period—first I thought I would just visit in March. Then visit for the Summer Solstice. Then I went up again in July—this time thinking I might move there, but the realization of a real WINTER sent me home after yet another "vacation," although truly it was a powerful initiation, as all my trips there have been, priming me energetically for the longer presence there.

And now, suddenly, there's no more goofing around allowed. It's clear I have to be there and very soon. Like by August 15 or so. Because there are events happening which I clearly want to be part of, and they start right after that. Which gives me two weeks to pack up here, store things, drive 10 hours and find a place, come back here and move whatever is needed there… Oh! And buy a winter coat!

I am still bristling a little at being cajoled, funneled and rounded up in such a fashion. But gradually as the deciveness of this experience shows itself, I am doing the only sensible thing I can :letting go. What's my other option? To go kicking and screaming? No thanks. To decline the opportunity of a lifetime to participate in this collective planetary unfolding. Not a chance. It does surprise me though how comfortable and rooted I've become here and how hard it is to let go and pull up my stakes and move and just let it unfold. It's interesting that it's the feeling of meeting my future and it pulling me forward that is triggering resistance—as my sense of my life is being profoundly altered.

I knew after my most recent time "visit" there—in July—that life would never be the same; I had no idea what that would feel like, and it seems this is part of it. I have caught up with my life and it's like merging with a powerful thundering beautiful horse, amidst a thundering gorgeous herd, being ushered gently, but definitely, somewhere new and the air is filled with dust, and noise and energy.

Cowboy Michael is clearly helping out by running the round-up, the head rancher here these days… to make sure we're in astro-cartographic alignment for what's next… and I hear him and others of my family like whispers in the night—explaining, giving little bits of vision and encouraging me, and the voices have grown much clearer, even while the wind from all this movement, rushes through my hair.

I feel alive, loved, supported and free. Knowing what's happening is a manifestation of my choices and focus. And learning to get used to, and absorb the realization of just how fast and clearly I can call forth my life.





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