Remember this:
Pittsburgh rivers hold all dreams and memories of its inhabitants.
Every night while we dream, the colors and images of our dreams swiftly rise up into the Pittsburgh sky, hover over the rivers and then gently fall into the dark river to sink gently to the soft brown bottom.
There, the voices that speak through the colors and images from our dreams echo throughout the buildings and friendly downtown alleyways, through all ears sitting at outdoor cafes and in darkened rooms that tired bodies resting on bar stools will hear, enjoying stadium laughs at Acrisure Stadium Steeler games, at hair salons, bus stops, parks and bike lanes — really everywhere.
The rivers are alive with knowledge and medicine. It is why Pittsburgh revived itself so quickly after the fall of the commerce of mighty steel. Pittsburgh is a supportive city in this way — in seen ways and the unseen ways.
What these two Souls gave to me was my own recognition of how powerful i really am. Not in the shadows, or under the rock they attempted to out me to. To silence me. I was not silenced.
The river gave me life. That potential and life was overshadowed by strange curses and misuse of divine power the two thought they had. Best for them to be wiser, and kinder. I suggest for them to stay in their own lane.
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I am on the rise again.
I now understand and see there are many rivers that give life. I can now create my own rivers to give life to me, and to support others to breathe life in.
Healers support others to breathe in life.
And, the stars in the sky give the most life. Do they not?
Note: The dying dragonfly in my image: She came to me on the first leg of my travels out west. See my comment below for more information about the dragonfly.
The image of this particular dying dragonfly is intentional.
I sat and watched this mystical creature die before my eyes. I witnessed it breathing slower and more faint. I was mesmerized and felt it was communicating to me, that it is OK to do nothing to prevent this death. I was almost in tears because I intersected with dragonfly spirit on the first first months of my transformational journey to the Southwest. I did not understand the full meaning until today, as i wrote the above words on this post.
Dragonfly with last breath = Transformation
