On Top Of An Anthill

I went for a hike yesterday alone so I could collect my own thoughts and just have some real me time.

I wanted to try a new experiment with Shadow work and it was an extremely emotional hike that I came down the anthill feeling like I came one step closer to really understanding something about myself.

The experiment was something like automatic writing. I really don’t know if I am using the term right for what I was doing BUT whenever I could hear my thoughts penetrating my souls…like thoughts that clearly elicit an emotional response, I wrote them down.

I have not looked at them since writing them down so this will be my first time looking at them with all of you.

In an effort to be truly authentic and really do the work that I KNOW my guides are telling me I need to do, I will omit nothing because I have been learning that the person I show people is strong and confident and the person I hide (my shadow) is extremely sensitive and I always have to take care of her.

With without further rambling. Here it is.

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Here are some pics. I really felt like the Fae were around watching me. I know how crazy that seems since I don’t think I have ever seen one yet these dead trees, they all seemed to look like a creature to me and it felt like they wanted me to know they were there, that somehow, even when along the way it became more silent than I have heard in a long time, that I was not alone on my journey.

At one point the wind came and it seemed as though it was the tree talking to me. It happened at a moment when I was wondering if I should continue or keep going. I went a little further then turned around to head back down.

A funny looking Grasshopper or Cricket. It was my first indication that my guides were with me. The cricket/grasshopper (both) are part of my menagerie so I know when they come around that I need to listen, that there’s a pearl of wisdom waiting for me somewhere.

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Western Jimsom weed (extremely poisonous and fatal)

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Lichen painted rocks. 🧡

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This is apparently the highest peak in the county.

On the way up and when I reached the top. It was really a moment for me. It was a small table on top of a giant anthill. I remember at some point wondering if all mountains were at some point crystal mountains or that when looking at the mesas, how flat the Earth really did look to those who didn’t know any better.

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On the way back down I grabbed a couple more pics. The side of the mountain looked painted to me. I wasn’t able to get a good picture because I didn’t have a tripod or a different camera with me so I get what I get.

And finally, there was a girl that I felt was somehow special. She greeted me on her way down, passing me by but it was how she said it and them she skipped on down the mountain like a fairy. I am not saying she is/was one but I am saying that her presence did make me smile, like a guardian that only needed to be sure I got what I came for.

So that was my journey yesterday. Some call it soul searching, others call it Shadow Work. Whatever you call, it was a good journey for me. I needed it. I needed the time to just be alone and actually collect my thoughts.

If you embark on something similar, I would love to hear about it. Thanks for reading and I know these pics aren’t my greatest works but that’s okay.

🧡 Sandra

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