A Shamans View on Living in the Garden of Eden

A Shamans View on Living in the Garden of Eden

 

Waking up is always a good thing.

Slipping slowly out of that dream state you begin to meld today’s reality with last night fantasy. If the night time visions are clear enough you reach for your dream book and capture them on paper. You can already almost smell it, the one vice you have yet to remove, coffee, is about to brew. Mixing yesterday’s gratitude with today’s action plan your mind begins to assemble the day. You pull open the shades, crawl back into the exact spot where your body warmth still waits for you, pulling the covers back to your chin you enjoy the view.

From the front window of your second story, fairy tale, farm house you have a front row seat. The foothills roll out majestically their green carpet like grass, climbing upward until it meets the tree line which appears to be cascading down from the mountain above. Here these two giants of nature meet and begin blending slowly. At this point you can make out the individual ness of each tree, see the shade it cast on the grass around it. Then quickly the forest consumes all and becomes one picture of solid tree tops. This is the place where if it were a jigsaw puzzle, would be the last to be completed.

As your gaze meets the top of the mountain you begin to smile. ¨There you are Grandfather¨ you say as you focus in the bushy head tree tops that clearly define the Araucaria trees. You know they have made their home where the vista is best, perhaps one of the benefits of getting here first; 1000 to 1500 years ago they took their seat and so far no one has asked them to give it up.

The sun begins to call your attention through the window to your left as it peaks over the snow covered mountain top. Courses of song, from the winged inhabitants of your garden, join the low rumble of the river nearby and create a morning symphony.

A lone humming bird dances at the window, peering in, as if wanting a glimpse of you at your best, snug, warm, filled with gratitude and respect, at peace with yourself and the world around you. You close you eyes and bask in the warmth emanating from these early rays of light. You can feel the energy that is now feeding all it touches.

Out your window to the right you see only sky, blue and dusted with traces of floating white whisper angel dust, stirred up from their morning dance on the front lawn. You bow your head and say ¨THANK YOU¨ as you reflect on how fortunate this child of God is on this day, in this place, at this time. You pull the covers off and enter the world that is life, here in the Garden of Eden.

I realize now that like all of you, I live in this Garden of Eden called Earth and when we take those first few moments of the day to stop, look around, in gratitude for all that is our life, we open up the door and allow more of the same to pour in and then before long the Garden is full to the brim with life and healing energy. Soon its bounty begins to pours out over the world around us and then others start to notice their life living here in the Garden of Eden and together we HEAL.

I am an Earth Healer

A Religion of ONe

In a Church of Many

And this is my Creed

A Shaman Ziggy

 

About Ziggy

Ziggy and Dusty! One of my favorite movies, the Blues Brothers has a line in it, ¨We Are On A Mission From God¨ and what a glorious mission it is. From the day we are born to the day we die, we live each life time moment to moment. It is said that on the day we pass from this lifetime we get to reflect back over each of those moments we have lived in a life's review. What will your life's review be? I hope mine will be one of happiness, smiles and contentment for the love, compassion and kindness I have shared with other Beings on this planet, I hope I will see a life of service and feel the warm tender vibrations of those I have touched, helped and healed. I hope I will see lessons learned and lessons taught in equal portions. I hope I look back on the Earth from above and see a small and very colorful footprint and know the path I walked was a green one. Green is not only the color of your environmental footprint but also the color of your hearts footprint. It is the color we tend to spend many lifetimes living in because it feels so good to love and be loved. I am my fathers son and my sons father. I have been blessed to have both of them as a part on my soul circle. Life time after life time we have stayed connected, passing energy, wisdom, love and guidance to each other. Recognizing this connection has helped me let go of the ones I love and open my heart to those I did not. It has helped me understand one very basic lesson in life. We are all on this ¨Mission From God¨ together and together we will rise or together we will fall, it is up to us. Lets pull each other up, lets lift each others spirits and lets HEAL together. Ziggy birth announcement and his obituary: Ziggy was born into this lifetime in the color of the throat Chakra, turquoise. His father said he came into this world with a voice for all those that could not find theirs. From a very early age he became a rebel with a cause. As a teen he grew his hair, grabbed his guitar and joined the protest movement of Vietnam. He didn't´t go to Woodstock but he knew most of the songs played there and had a gift of creating inspirational music on the fly that would later earn him to his indigenous name, ¨He who pulls songs from the sky.¨ At an early age he picked up the pen and wrote. From his first assignment as a columnist for his high school paper, changing THE ESTABLISHMENT quickly became his life's work and his signature. He held his fathers creed closely: ¨If you do not love the one your with, do her a favor and leave her. If you do not like your job, do your fellow workers a favor and leave it. If you do not like your country do us all a favor and leave.¨ He found someone he loved and stayed with her for 20 years, he found a boss he liked working with, himself and shaved the boss almost every day of his life. When he did not like the direction his country was heading, he left it and found a new one. When he first moved there with his family the Ukraine had just become the new America. There he again found freedom of speech, religion and a passion for life. He earned the nickname ¨The Cowboy¨ and discovered what it would have been like to live in the wild west. His first novel ¨Come Under My Roof¨ was reflection of his families life in the wild east. Several years later his son connected him with Costa Rica and there he reconnected to himself. His first Reiki session reintroduced him to the world of energy healing, the world of energy healing put him back on his ¨Mission From God¨ H.E.A.L. (Healing Earth And Life) Following the energy he moved to south America and there he said ¨God lead him¨ to the land of his ancestors, the Mapuche. Here he wrote his second book H.E.A.L., became a old school Reiki Master, discovered his Shaman, entered the road to the medicine Buddha and received the name Nuela Chogyal, explored the colors of his Chakras and learned how to use them all to heal others and the planet he loved. Throughout his life Ziggy used the tool shed called humanity and he always left it organized, clean, supported, feed, serenaded, happy and healthy. He is survived by this very same humanity and it is better for his coming. A marker holds his place in this lifetime and it reads: I Love you all and will do what ever I can to help! ¨I am an Earth Healer a Religion of One in a church of many. This is my Creed, my Intent. Live love and prosper. Touch Everything Attach to Nothing Love, Peace and Understanding Ziggy/Nuela Chogyal C.E.O. (Concerned Environmental Officer) H.E.A.L. (Heal Earth and Life) Ziggy@healchile.com

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