<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body style="overflow-wrap: break-word; -webkit-nbsp-mode: space; line-break: after-white-space;">THANK-YOU DYANA………CARLIE<br><div><br><blockquote type="cite"><div>On Jun 5, 2025, at 8:32 PM, D. Sangraal via Thespiritexpress <thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org> wrote:</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div><div dir="ltr">Dear Carlie,<div>Thank you for sharing your deep journey. Magnificently transparent, honest</div><div>and magical.</div><div>❣️ Dyana<br></div></div><br><div class="gmail_quote gmail_quote_container"><div dir="ltr" class="gmail_attr">On Thu, Jun 5, 2025 at 4:00 PM Jima Abbott via Thespiritexpress <<a href="mailto:thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org">thespiritexpress@lists.mcn.org</a>> wrote:<br></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin:0px 0px 0px 0.8ex;border-left:1px solid rgb(204,204,204);padding-left:1ex">FROM CARLIE<br>
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Last month Taylor shared a writing she did about a healing journey and it reminded me of a drumming journey I had several years ago about healing the fear, anger and wrong doings I want to heal within me. After reviewing my writing this is the version I shared this week on Tuesday.<br>
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DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE<br>
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I lay on the padded flour in the Yurt listening to the drum beat that will pull me down my rabbit hole and into the center of the earth.<br>
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There is a reluctance in my mind to dive into the unknown.<br>
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Plummeting down the dark tunnel I am hurled to the dirt floor and am met by Crow who pecks at my eyes.<br>
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Bear comes to me and begins to claw and shred the skin from my body; into the muscle and organs.<br>
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Blood and body fluids leave a stain on the virgin snow beneath me.<br>
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As Bear devours my organs she reaches for my heart and tucks it gingerly into her pocket of fur.<br>
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She takes me to her winter cave which is dimly lit by the fire under the cauldron in the center of the room.<br>
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I can see black writing etched into my bones; my numerous fears, judgements and transgressions I so dearly want to heal inside me.<br>
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There is a large pink eraser beside me and I begin to try and rub away each of the writings.<br>
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Bear asks me, “What are you doing?"<br>
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“I am trying to erase my fears, my angers, my judgements; to become pure and clean,”<br>
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She says you can erase each wound individually, but it will take a long time<br>
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or you can jump into this vat of lye and dissolve your bones and all the unsettling emotions and experiences that they hold.<br>
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As I stand on the lip of the large kettle looking down at the caustic liquid, I must now make a choice.<br>
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Will I surrender to the unknown, to be ridden of that which burdens me.<br>
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I turn to Bear and ask “But what about my heart?"<br>
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She says, “I will keep it safe for you. Your heart is pure and loving.<br>
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Your heart is safe with me.<br>
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Your bones will dissolve, but remember that your heart is pure.<br>
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You need to trust yourself.<br>
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Remember, trust yourself, <br>
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you are Love."<br>
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