(A Message from Mother Nature. June, 2020)
Trust, Loyalty and Devotion
(Goose spirit carries an omen: There is an abrupt change to the path that you are on.)
—Shamanism is a gift readily available to anyone who is willing to sit quietly enough with nature and observe.
I went to disconnect in nature for 48 hours because I was on over load from the weeks past of probing into media clips and trying and find some clear direction. Where to focus my attention over the next coming months needed to be sorted through. There are big things happening, it’s highly unlikely even the most unaware haven’t noticed. We’re being taken by storm and it’s to everyones benefit to slow down and open up to the highest calling for humanity.
I didn’t bring my phone, there were no washrooms, nor people, just myself and Mother Nature. I wanted to see what the universe had to say about everything going on. You know, straight from source. These mini rites of passage are impactful, especially on FullMoon Lunar Eclipses. Nature speaks to us in many ways and this weekend it spoke to me through a story that unraveled about a family of geese.
Goose medicine, both omen and forecast, a story I feel wants to be shared.
Upon arriving to a nice quiet spot in front of a medium sized pond there were a family of Geese. The parents and six little goslings. I quietly creep in as discreetly as possible. I was about 25 feet away from where they laid. I stayed there watching them for most of the afternoon. They didn’t seem too bothered by me and went about doing their business, keeping the goslings warm, keeping an eye out for danger, nibbling at bugs and bringing the little goslings out for a few practice swims around the pond.
Slowly I moved around to set up for the night, watching them until it was too dark. Just as they huddled together to keep warm thunder began crackling in, soon lightening appeared and before we knew it, there was a great big storm upon us.
The thunder and lightening was awesome and didn’t slow down for many hours. I abruptly fell into a deep sleepy coma, traveling through many prolific and adventurous dreams, laden with danger and deep emotions as many questions arose. They were incredibly colourful with a powerful story to tell too. Just as my main dream reached its peak moment I was startled awake by the geese honking fiercely. A honking that could only mean one thing, they were being attacked.
The honking lasted steadily for about 15 minutes. I kept trying to listen for other noises coming in from the surrounding forests of potential predators but I couldn’t hear much beneath their loud alarm cries and the storm that keep on pounding. As their honking subsided I was able to faintly hear a few rustling sounds coming from the bushes but couldn’t determine what type of animal it could be. In the heaviness of my sleepy state, I dosed back into my dreams to catch up with the story line that had unfolded before I had been startled awake.
The next morning cast a beautiful crisp blue sky with a generous rising sun. The geese appeared to be gone but I had a lingering feeling a gosling might still be around. I scanned the waters and shore lines but found nothing. When geese are babies they have just a tiny little whistle call, one which is almost inaudible amongst the grandiose bird calls coming from deep in the forest. I kept on about my day in hopes they were all well and together.
My sleep was restless the following night and my dreams frustrating. The temperature had dropped due to the storm and I was freezing trying to get warm beneath my minimal covering. The only noise I heard was a howling, which jolted me awake but subsided as suddenly as it had arrived. I unravelled myself from my cocoon to take a peak outside. Half the pond was lit up by the full moon, the remainder dark under the shadows of grey clouds. I wrestled with an ominous feeling.
Upon waking up in the morning I went sunbathing to warm my bones and sat quietly in meditation for about an hour observing all the curious looking insects. I had brought my binoculars almost in anticipation and sure enough I spotted a fluffy little yellow ball floating across the pond. I grabbed my binoculars to zoom in and confirm it was in fact the little gosling floating about. It had been separated from its family after all. Its little whistle was barely audible as it paddled around desperately looking for safety.
I could barely contain myself. I felt both relieved that it was still alive yet distraught in a serious motherly way that it couldn’t find it’s parents or brothers and sisters anywhere. I couldn’t hear them either, which meant they had travelled far enough away during the storm. I suddenly realized that my presence there might be causing the family of geese to keep their distance, they had been attacked in that location during the storm after all. They could be weary of returning especially if a human was around. Quickly I packed up my things and left in hopes that they would return for the gosling.
As I write this I still don’t know what the outcome is. I can’t be sure the parents are still alive or whether any of the other goslings were lost or killed during the storm. Mother Nature can be quite brutal and predators don’t discriminate against cute little goslings. Neither will an animal hesitate to leave the weakest behind if it means saving the pack.
I went back out a few hours later in the hopes that they were reunited, perhaps gifted with the image of them sitting at the edge of the pond as I had first found them, but alas neither were to be found.
It’s impossible to know if the gosling had been reunited with its family or if it had been eaten by the owl or eagle I spotted on the way back. Only nature knows.
My interpretation of the signs from mother nature are as follows:
- Abrupt change is amongst us.
- It will be all too easy to lose yourself during the storm, stay loyal to the best outcome for all.
- Potential separation and divide between friends, family and community asks that we stay dedicated to each other.
- Find strength in offline communities that align with your core values.
- Trust yourself, try to engage in good faith dialogue when and where possible.
- Maintain healthy boundaries.
- Be patient with those who appear lost or if you yourself feel lost.
- “He that choses his own path, needs no map”.
- Now is an important time to cultivate trust, loyalty and devotion within yourself, relationship to self, your soul family, your innate gifts and community goals.
My personal recommendations for these times are to plan wisely for the upcoming year(s). If you wish to exit the city, do not wait any longer, you might not have the same opportunity in the coming months. If you are looking to reacquaint yourself with nature and build community, do so now, do not wait any longer. Seize the energy of change and make the best of it.
Wishing you all much Goose Medicine as we continue to usher in the changes necessary to create a better world!