The Master Strategist
A handmade wind chime hangs in the corner of my room, I made this wind chime during Imbolc last year. The glass balls that adorn this chime are filled with white sage and lavender, the dowels are bound in twine, stars were fashioned from branches that had been previously purged from their mother tree, and silver bells hang from ribbons of white satin. While this chime is quite beautiful to look at, never have I heard it chiming.
Two nights ago, I awoke to the gentle jingling and clanking of the wind chime, I reached over and looked at the time, it was 2:47 AM. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and saw the figure of what I believe to be my guide appear. A tall slender woman in a grey cloak, stood in the corner of my woman under the saying wind chime. I heard her speak the words “The Feminine is a master strategist.” I sat pondering these words, feeling the residual energy of the being that had just left my room, and listening to the sounds of the wind chime still swaying back and forth.
“The Feminine is a MASTER STRATEGIST.” This was a way I have never viewed feminine energy before. I have in the past felt resistance to my feminine energy, subconsciously believing it to be docile and weak. While I sat in divine feminine energy, images of true feminine energy filled my head. A stealth hunter stalking her prey, moving quickly and quietly through the wilderness. A war commander deep in intuitive contemplation, deciding what is right for her people. The wise woman at the edge of town, using the ancient knowledge of her lineage to heal the sick and deliver the young.
The Feminine is the in gathering of cosmic intuition and ancient knowledge. The nourishment of creation from conception to the hour of labor pangs when it’s time push and give birth to outer action. The feminine is the ability to hear, understand, and empathize. This is the power of the “Master Strategist.”
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