Rainbow Woman and Dragonfly

On a recent trip to the land of enchantment in New Mexico with my beloved, we were tracking Dragonflies and Rainbows, or they were tracking me. We popped into the Tranquil Buzz in Silver City for an excellent local spot for coffee, and found it to be a love vortex of caffeine heaven.

Love Lives Here

We dropped a love note to the world, and went for a hike on Dragonfly Trail where we are tracking the magic of ancient dragonfly petroglyphs on a 5 mile hike.

Dragonfly Petroglyph on the Dragonfly trail

Vibrant Rainbows appeared as we drove from a massive storm front and the Sun shown and the sky cleared. Like Dragonflies seeking sun and water, we were headed to the springs in Truth of Consequences.

Rainbow Woman

On our return from our trip, I began having difficulty with my left eye, seeing a shimmery rainbow streaming out of it. I went to get my eyes checked at the optomologist, and was told my eyes are both healthy, thankfully, but that I had experienced an ocular migraine. I began to think of Odin and his sacrifice of an eye to gain the gift of Wisdom and the sight of a seer. I wondered if it was an “Oracular” Migraine I had instead! We made friends with these two Ravens while in New Mexico.

Muninn (Memory) and Huginn (Thought)
Odin’s Ravens

It turns out, as synchronicity would have it, I am leading a monthly Women’s group online for Lady of Beasts on Friday, January 12th 7-9 CST in collaboration with Ix Chel (Rainbow Woman) and Dragonfly.

The story goes that the Mayan Goddess Ix Chel, whose name means Lady of Rainbows, she had died, and a flight of dragonflies came to sing over her for 183 days to return her to life. She returns to her luminous self and her rightful place as a Moon Goddess in the temple of night. She holds the mysteries of trusting and letting go into darkness, and the wholeness of becoming lunar light. She knows of birth, death and rebirth, and understands the flux and flow of the cycles of change.

The mysteries of light, the flight of dragonflies, the wisdom of the Goddess, and the rebirth of the light is a blessing as we enter the cold of Winter. We must recall that it is also a time of rebirth and awakening seeds, a quickening of what is ready to grow forth into the world, a time to dream with the moon and the stars and the rainbow goddess and sing with the dragonflies to bring ourselves back to life.

Black Wolf Eats the Sun

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In my dream last night on the night of the New Moon and the Solar Eclipse, I encountered what was an aggressively wild black wolf. It came to my peaceful cabin alongside a river where I stood outside. The wolf approached snarling and showing it’s teeth. I was not afraid of the creature, I recognized it’s fierce and wild nature and knew it as a familiar. I welcomed the wolf into my home and as I did, it shapeshifted into a man.  The wolf was there as my protector and ally and would live with me in the wild in my peaceful cabin by the river. He gave me information about who he is, that he is rooted in the Scandinavian stories of my Danish ancestors. Suddenly an army of men from another time approached and took captive of the wolf shapeshifter, taking him to a castle where he was to meet the king. The king demanded the wolf to be his protector and decreed the wolf would now be held there in service to the king. He was kept there because of his powers to shapeshift and the king wanted this power in service to his kingdom, instead of it being used against him. I visited the castle to plead for the release of the wolf, back to my care, in my time.

I explain he is no threat and being held against his will.  The wolf shapeshifter looked at me with loving loyalty in his eyes and gratitude for trying to help him escape. It will now take stealth and planning to arrange his escape, the King will not let him go.

In researching the myths of my Nordic ancestors as hinted to in the dream, I find there are many important stories to consider.  Berserkers were Norse Warriors who fought with a trance like fury and able to shapeshift into forms such as wolf or bear. The King was said to have kept them has his bodyguards.

The story of Skoll, recounts a warg (wolf ) which chases the Chariot of the sun across the sky, and during the solar eclipse is when the wolf catches up to devour the sun. Hati is the warg, who chases the chariot of the moon and devours her light during a lunar eclipse. Fenrir is the son of Loki and foretold to be the one who will kill Odin. He is the Father of the wargs Skoll and Hati who chase the sun and the moon across the sky each day and night. Fenrir is eventually caught by the Aesir ( a clan of Nordic Gods and Goddesses) and bound by magical ties and fettered with his mouth fastened open, from which the river Van (Hope) flows.

The wolves of these ancient tales were surrounded by prophecy at the edge of a time of great changes signaled in by the Eclipses of the Sun and the Moon. The time when Odin would be defeated by Fenrir, as part of his destined prophecy. What hope flows from the mouth of this mythic wolf, that can now flow into our lives as we face great changes in our world? Perhaps that is the river besides which my little peaceful cabin sits in my dream of this time, in the world I now inhabit. I welcome the wolf beside me as a partner and friend. He is misunderstood because of his powers to shapeshift and his wild nature. There are many in power who want to control his powers for their own means. But eventually he will be released, he is not made for war. He is made for wildness. Perhaps that is why he has come, I welcome the wild and I am also a shapeshifter.