Yesterday, I met my spirit animal.
This isn’t a post to explain what that means because I don’t fully understand myself. All I know is what I experienced.
Last night, I was guided through a meditation, and in my vision, a wolf came to me, meaning my spirit animal is a wolf, but the meaning of the vision was what reallly floored me, but before I tell you about the vision, let me tell you what I entered in with.
When I was twelve, something happened, which involved losing my virginity (and my innocence) and which caused me to see the world through a distorted view. Well, last night, before I did this meditation, I wrote that twelve year old little girl a letter.
I wrote from the heart, from God’s heart, and let her know it wasn’t her fault and spoke to her worth. I explained how the pain wasn’t caused on purpose but how the pain had been confused with love.
I explained what love looks like and how much she deserved it.
This letter was the intent of this meditation: to heal that little twelve year old self in me, and that’s exactly what happened.
Now…for the vision…
I started at a path, it was dark, nighttime; there were tall trees, like in a forest. The stars were out and the air was cool.
As I walked down this path, I noticed I wasn’t scared at all but curious. What was once cool, damp dirt under my feet became leaves and twigs.
As I turned down the path, there was a wolf howling at the moon. It didn’t scare me but welcomed me. It wanted me to follow him.
As I followed him, he kept turning his head back, as if to make sure I was following. Then, I asked what he was doing there. He said, “To give you strength.”
I continued to follow him, and then, all of a sudden, we crossed over into daytime. It was as if both times of day were but a step away. Not only did the time of day change but the scenery also.
We were, now, walking through a meadow, and up ahead was Jesus, waiting for me. There was grass and flowers, and a slight breeze blowing. (For many years, this has been my special place with Jesus.)
He took me to Jesus, then stepped back. I danced with Jesus, and then, I danced for Him. I was naked and free. It was beautiful.
When I looked at the wolf, he was jumping around, as if dancing himself. Then, it was time to say goodbye.
As I was hugging Jesus, enfulfed in His arms, the wolf walked back to the darkness and turned to look at me, as if to say goodbye.
It was like I could hear him talk just by looking in his eyes.
He wanted me to know he stays in the darkness, in case I ever end up there, he’ll lead me back to the light.
I ended my vision by walking toward a cliff that overlooked the ocean. I breathed in the salty air, then laid down to sleep in the flowers. It was beautiful!
I made it through that darkness at twelve and made it through many others, as well, and know what this encounter means to me.