i had the honor of getting a visit from my animal spirit guide today.
he has lived in my heart for 36 years now. always with me.
never far from my memory.....never leaving his mark.
i met him when i was 4 years old.
in Tucson, Arizona.
We lived in a home that sat against the back of a small mountain.
We had a fence at the far end of our yard that nestled the bottom of it. our home sat just far enough back to feel safe, but close enough to be connected.
my sister and i shared a bedroom that looked out into the yard.
i remember waking from my sleep one nite and going to the window.
it was the middle of the nite and my sister and family were all asleep.
i went in motion of a zombie-like state, being led by whatever powers that be.
i pulled back the curtains and looked dead in the eye of a white coyote outside of our gate.
it was like he had been waiting there for me.
he wasnt startled and nor was i.
we stared at one another, locked in gaze.....for our own moment in time.
i saw his pack in the background, but they were rustling about quietly as to not invade our moment.
we stayed in our gaze for awhile, communicating with our eyes. i remember not being afraid at all. i was mesmerized by his beauty and by his grace. i wanted to touch him.
we broke our gaze and he and his pack ran off into the night.
i started having very colorful 'dreams' as my mother put it about this coyote.
i had named him 'Zohnni' (Johnny, but with my lisp @ 4yrs old, it came out Zohnni)
They were dreams to her, but to me they were real experiences. Nothing she could say could convince me otherwise.
i ran with him and his pack nightly.
always once everyone was asleep.
i would know when it was time, and my spirit would go out into the wild and run alongside my friends.
it was the most free i have ever felt.
i was wild. untamed. clever. and unafraid.
I had so much to talk about everyday about my nites experiences with Zhonni and his boys. i even told my mother that i had let them into our home one nite but they were going to steal my dads wallet and i told them they had to go so that i wouldnt get in trouble.
We moved from that home about a year later, and my time with Zhonni and the boys came to an end.
But he never left me. he stayed with me. i can feel him now and i can remember the feeling of running alongside him as if it was yesterday.
that feeling of being so free.....running into the mountains, on all fours, alongside our pack, with the wind blowing through my hair, the dirt beneath my nails and the breath going through my body very powerful and very much it's own. Oh, how i wish i could run with him again.
Today he came back to me. as i was finishing my morning yoga on the dock. i was looking into the skies and could see an image in the left corner of my sunglasses. i focused in on it and there he was. he came to me, and told me that he was proud of me. that he always knew i was a warrior. that is why he chose me all those years ago. he comforted me and assured me that i am exactly where i am supposed to be. he warned me of a few 'false coyotes' that i have around me, and encouraged me to look past thier cleverness....(spoken like a true coyote)
he told me he never left me, he has always been with me....that is why i always feel him. still...so many years later....and he told me that he loved me. well, i love you too, Zhonni. i respect you. i honor you. and you will never leave my heart, mind or spirit.
NAMASTE TO MY ANIMAL SPIRIT GUIDE
~gypcee
he has lived in my heart for 36 years now. always with me.
never far from my memory.....never leaving his mark.
i met him when i was 4 years old.
in Tucson, Arizona.
We lived in a home that sat against the back of a small mountain.
We had a fence at the far end of our yard that nestled the bottom of it. our home sat just far enough back to feel safe, but close enough to be connected.
my sister and i shared a bedroom that looked out into the yard.
i remember waking from my sleep one nite and going to the window.
it was the middle of the nite and my sister and family were all asleep.
i went in motion of a zombie-like state, being led by whatever powers that be.
i pulled back the curtains and looked dead in the eye of a white coyote outside of our gate.
it was like he had been waiting there for me.
he wasnt startled and nor was i.
we stared at one another, locked in gaze.....for our own moment in time.
i saw his pack in the background, but they were rustling about quietly as to not invade our moment.
we stayed in our gaze for awhile, communicating with our eyes. i remember not being afraid at all. i was mesmerized by his beauty and by his grace. i wanted to touch him.
we broke our gaze and he and his pack ran off into the night.
i started having very colorful 'dreams' as my mother put it about this coyote.
i had named him 'Zohnni' (Johnny, but with my lisp @ 4yrs old, it came out Zohnni)
They were dreams to her, but to me they were real experiences. Nothing she could say could convince me otherwise.
i ran with him and his pack nightly.
always once everyone was asleep.
i would know when it was time, and my spirit would go out into the wild and run alongside my friends.
it was the most free i have ever felt.
i was wild. untamed. clever. and unafraid.
I had so much to talk about everyday about my nites experiences with Zhonni and his boys. i even told my mother that i had let them into our home one nite but they were going to steal my dads wallet and i told them they had to go so that i wouldnt get in trouble.
We moved from that home about a year later, and my time with Zhonni and the boys came to an end.
But he never left me. he stayed with me. i can feel him now and i can remember the feeling of running alongside him as if it was yesterday.
that feeling of being so free.....running into the mountains, on all fours, alongside our pack, with the wind blowing through my hair, the dirt beneath my nails and the breath going through my body very powerful and very much it's own. Oh, how i wish i could run with him again.
Today he came back to me. as i was finishing my morning yoga on the dock. i was looking into the skies and could see an image in the left corner of my sunglasses. i focused in on it and there he was. he came to me, and told me that he was proud of me. that he always knew i was a warrior. that is why he chose me all those years ago. he comforted me and assured me that i am exactly where i am supposed to be. he warned me of a few 'false coyotes' that i have around me, and encouraged me to look past thier cleverness....(spoken like a true coyote)
he told me he never left me, he has always been with me....that is why i always feel him. still...so many years later....and he told me that he loved me. well, i love you too, Zhonni. i respect you. i honor you. and you will never leave my heart, mind or spirit.
NAMASTE TO MY ANIMAL SPIRIT GUIDE
~gypcee
Some general animal symbolism of the Coyote:
- Ingenuity
- Skill
- Transformation
- Inventiveness
- Intelligence
- Resourcefulness
- Playfulness
The Coyote tells us to be mindful of our actions - be wary of playing tricks on ourselves or others. Coyote also reminds us that the consequences of our actions effect more than just ourselves.
The Coyote comes to us with a message that only by learning from our mistakes will we ever be free from shackles/restriction.
This wonderful creature also reminds us that no matter what form we take (as we "shape-shift" our personality) or how many difficult situations we may find ourselves in - we must always take time to laugh.
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