When you THINK you have a choice…

Sometimes, you have a choice, and sometimes you just THINK you have a choice.

Recently, I wrote about driving straight across South Florida, where you will have to cross Lake Okeechobee, and described several actual choices to do so.

What happens when you THINK you have a choice, but you really don’t?

Let’s say you are house hunting.  You may wander around, looking at houses.

You go far away and tour one, and you like it and you make an offer, but you aren’t really sure if your offer went in.  Perhaps Mercury was retrograde then.

You come closer, and tour another house.  It is grander than the first, and there’s competition, and the sellers tell you they will consider your offer…so you are waiting to hear…

And then, you drive around and you see it: your dream house, just where you’ve always wanted to live.  It’s perfect.  You’ll take it.  Except, they haven’t offered it to you yet.  But, they have invited you to come talk to them, in a few days…

So, you go home and start packing.  You know you’re going somewhere.  Soon.  You just don’t know where or when.  You think, “oh, the first one, that would be a perfect house to live in, and a lovely town, and the rooms are so spacious and they’ll be just great.  I’ll put my green desk there….”  But then you think the second house is nicer.  You picture where you will hang your modern art collection.  But then you think about the third house, and even though you haven’t yet seen it on the inside, and have no idea whether it has any closet space at all, you love it on the outside, and it just has to be the perfect house, and they will love your offer…

And you run these three houses through your mind, repeatedly, and tell all your friends over and over because you can’t decide which one you like better, and it will come down to which one of sellers likes your offer the best. That combination of what you will pay, and your ability to get a mortgage, and even your willingness to close by a certain date.  The choice of where you might ultimately live, it isn’t quite up to you.

Notice clearly, you actually do not yet have 3 choices.  You just think you do.  

Honorable Shamans, all your contingency planning in the world, is just a series of scenarios.  When you are in the middle of this kind of lesson, the sooner you quit running scenarios of what might happen, the sooner you can confront things you actually need to be doing at the time.

Share your peace with Mother Earth, Father Sky and the Big Waters, for we are all related.

(c) 2017 to present, by Whale Maiden for the Earthways Shamanic Path, all rights reserved.



Under the Lake

“Oh, great, you’re coming East to visit us?”

“Yes, this weekend.”

“Cool, are you going Under the Lake?”

We have a quaint way of talking about traveling in South Florida, because we have this massive lake in the middle of the State.  It is called, Lake Okeechobee, and that word means, big waters.  The lake is so big across, you can’t see to the other side of it.

According to Wikipedia,  “Lake Okeechobee (US /kiˈbi/),[1] locally referred to as “The Lake”, “Florida’s Inland Sea”,[2] or “The Big O”, is the largest freshwater lake in the state of Florida.[3] It is the seventh largest freshwater lake in the United States[4] and the second largest freshwater lake (the largest being Lake Michigan) contained entirely within the contiguous 48 states.[5] However, it is the largest freshwater lake completely within a single one of the lower 48 states. Okeechobee covers 730 square miles (1,900 km2), approximately half the size of the state of Rhode Island, and is exceptionally shallow for a lake of its size, with an average depth of only 9 feet (2.7 metres).

When driving from Fort Myers straight across to places on the East Coast, you will hit the Lake, so you have to make a choice:  you can go, “over the Lake,” or you can go, “under the Lake,”  to get there.  Honorable Shamans, what Journeys does this bring to mind?  Is it possible to use the Lake itself as a journeying portal?

Looking Southeast across Lake Okeechobee at Lakeport, May 2015

If you go to the North, you go through the towns of  La Belle, Moore Haven, Buckhead Ridge, Okeechobee, Indiantown, and reach Jupiter.  Takes  2 hours, 57 minutes, and is 146 miles.  Or, you can go South through La Belle, Clewiston, South Bay, Belle Glade, Wellington, and then up to Jupiter.  This trip takes 2 hours, 43 minutes, and is 141 miles.

You could also circumnavigate the Lake, going around from Moore Haven, Clewiston, South Bay, Belle Glade, Pahokee, Okeechobee, Buckhead Ridge and back to Moore Haven.  This loop will take 2 hours, 26 minutes and is 116 miles.

I hope you’ve enjoyed this little Journey with me.  Share your Peace with Mother Earth and Father Sky and all the Big Waters around us.

(c) 2017 to present, Whale Maiden for the Earthways Shamanic Path.


We are all indigenous

A few months ago  I attended a gathering of Grandmothers in Naples, Florida.  These women had traveled from all over the continent of North America to share their spiritual teachings with me and the other  people who gathered to hear them.  They want to weave a blanket of Peace and bring their messages to the United Nations.

One of the Grandmothers said something that day, which I think about nearly every day.  She said, “We are all indigenous.”  I believe she meant that we all live on this planet, our Mother Earth, and that we all have a right to claim whatever affinity we have to the Native ways.  The amount of energy being spent on whether a person is “Native Enough,” depletes us and our goals.  There are aboriginal people, First People, on every continent, and their ways have sustained them for thousands of years.  (Tens of thousands in many cases.)

And I think she also wanted us to see that whatever work you do for peace or to heal the planet, it starts with you:  The space you occupy, where you live and work, and how you go about your daily life.

Most of us have the opportunity to make choices, small ones and big ones, every day, and those choices can be about peace and sustainability.

“Where I sit is holy, holy is the ground/

Forest, Mountain, River/

Listen to the Sound/

Great Spirit circles all around me…”