I am alone, for the most part I am more than comfortable being with myself, yet there are times I truly desire male companionship of one man in particular. But it is plainly clear that "That Man" (as I refer to him to Creator) is "Just not into me", even though when we are together we have a smashingly good & loving time...... So this brings me to those thoughts that I have been mulling over the past several days:
What if, I'm here only to make amends for my actions in my past lives? How sad would that be? I have had several less than happy relationships, which now roll off my back, like water on a duck...but during those moments within those relationships not all was happy. When I sat in meditation of those relationships I have seen "movies" of past lives where I have purposely done damage to those men who were at present time less than loving towards me. And I can honestly say that at times I laughed and said; "Oh that's why!" I'm sure acting as Lucrezia Borgia was no laughing matter, but for some reason I find it a bit humorous....go figure.
So as I amble along in this life, I come to where I am now, with having had my soul make amends....and I'd say for the most part I'll call it being even, tit-for-tat... Yet this most current relationship that has gone on & off for the past eight (8) years, but began with a gift of feathers almost fifteen (15) years ago, I don't want to call it even & forget about. This is the one that has been intertwined with a few of the others and it is the one that has my heart dazed & confused.
So back log ago, in another time and in another place....back when they punished women of power, Jews, & heretics by torture & death, there I was a free & unencumbered by matrimony, a woman of power. There are two distinct men I recall, but the one that hurt me the most is the one I am telling about now. I only remember being tied to a stake surrounded by bundles of faggots (look it up) and watching as he sadly gazed at me while his "friends" lit the fire. I remember the sadness and not comprehending why this should be happening when I could still feel the love between us..... As then another man in chain mail on a horse came to my rescue and took me away to safety....but that was another man with another story, maybe for another time.
Which brings us to current times.....where I once again have had a vision, one of Ptesan Win, an otter cannunpa & "That Man" & myself. Accepting the gift and being told that this would be the hardest thing that I would ever do in my life.....and now being at a loss as we are apart from his choosing.
No doubt, I pray, vision, seek answers, go out to that land and sit & offer up that tobacco..... In this time of the full-moon I once again ceremony, sit in that sacred circle, requesting; answers, knowledge & the wisdom to know how to continue with that gift.....
I am not seeking matrimony, I am not seeking cohabitation, there are things I must complete here in this City....but the quality time we once spent together is what I am missing and making the sadness & heaviness of my heart. No matter that I should continue to reach out, there is only my empty arms.
Truly I am at a loss.....
Mi Takuye Oyacin