Lives begin to change at the same moment the decision is made to take a step forward and learn something new. As a Reiki master teacher at Circle Green Healing Arts, I have seen just how swiftly the energy can shift for a person when they sign up for a class that really calls to them.
In the days surrounding my attendance at Richard Welch’s Totem Feather class, the airy presence of bird totem was profound, even for a miracle junkie like me. Large turkey-buzzards seamed to perpetually dot the skies on the two day trip to eastern Washington that I took just before the class. The dark auspicious birds were seen landing in a nearby field, soaring high aloft in pairs and moving west in and unorganized assembly along the ridge line of the overlooking hills.
Mr. Rufus Humming Bird, Eagle, Hawk and Song Bird also made their presence known, yet the overriding message was definitely from Buzzard. The powerful presence of this transformational totem went to great lengths to draw my attention. On my last stop out of town, a dark-haired deputy sheriff smiled and opened the door of the convenience store for me. His name, are you ready? The one who opened the way for me on my journey home was none other than Officer Ottis Buzzard – no kidding.
The day of the class was a hoot too (owl humor). Richard showed us all about the use of sage and sweet grass as an energetic cleansing tool before beginning shamanic and spiritual work. Then we learned the best practices for cleaning, clearing and caring for our feathers. Everyone was invited to select a personal feather from Richard’s collection and make their own feather bundle. When we were done crafting, Richard demonstrated how to use our feathered fan for healing.
That evening, after the Totem Feather class I went to a little gathering and playfully soothed the auras of my friends with the airy strokes of my smudging feather fan. It’s made of turkey and pheasant with tufts of fox and wolf with a fringe of white doe skin at the bottom of the quill. As we snacked and made music with percussion and string, our hostess offered up a wishbone to pull. With one lucky snap, I was awarded the honor of asking the universe for anything that I wanted. My wish was for our success! I want us to light up and shine to our utmost shiniest delight!
Taking part in Richard’s Feather Totem Class helped me realize the deeper spiritual strength of our fine feathered friends. The Spirit of Air was dropping heavy hints about how to float with the phases of change. Buzzard, who honors death and makes use of the loss, was encouraging my inner transformation. Mr. Rufus Hummingbird and the others wanted to let me know that they are always with me, loving me. And my human friends, they fed me, cheered me with music and then, with the wishbone of a chicken, offered up the magical means to wish for anything my heart desired.
All of these things wove together around me and I felt very blessed, as though the wish I made earlier was already working. Yet the Bird Nation is so sweet and so generous, it arranged for a final message to be delivered that evening, one that would remind me that dreams can be reborn, especially among supportive friends.
The hour was late and the morning early, so the time came to pack up the instruments for the night. I had been playing my girlfriend’s little wooden maraca in our song circle for fun. She said she liked the way I shook it and asked me to keep it as a gift. In that moment, whether she knows it or not, my friend became the secret emissary of the Bird Nation. I gratefully accepted the spontaneous gift of friendship. It was so perfect I could feel my head begin to spin. The beautiful hand-painted rattle is carved into the shape of an egg. How crazy good it that! Oh, praise be to those with wings and to those who love them.