When I started this blog(almost exactly 3 years ago back in 2010), I was reminiscing on the taste of The Aniweda Dream I’d had months earlier. It had been almost a year later, but I knew I had never felt more alive and that this dream was forever, a part of me. I dreamed of experiencing it again.
What I didn’t anticipate was how thoroughly I would need to come to grips with the dreams I was already living. The conflicting dreams. I have taken a long hiatus from this blog on more than one occasion. It happens when I realize the things I have to write about, need to be fixed, that I can’t sit around writing about them.
And so I did, twice…at least, and I am at the tail end of fixing this last huge dream that is in complete conflict of The Aniweda Dream. What is The Aniweda Dream, you ask? It’s a dream of sustainability, responsibility, living in communion with nature, spiritual awareness, living with purpose, community traditions etc.
I read about the word Aniweda in a Muskogee Creek language book. It was synchronous though because I had been focusing almost entirely on intuitive development at that time and had been exploring my ancestral history through dreams and visions during that time. I felt the knowledge of this term, though I couldn’t reconcile exactly what it was called in my mind. I knew it ended and started the same way as America, and had the same number of syllables. I knew it was a truer sense of “America” for me, and I wanted to reclaim it, at least for mysefl.
Then I found the word in this book. This was all in a matter of days, I’d imagine(though it was years ago, I could be wrong).
Once I found this word, I meditated on it. I felt a surge of energy emanating from having this connection within and without. I felt a distinct difference in my comfort and communion with nature. I “channeled” the most amazing spirit dance ever, at a lookout near the Fakahatchee Strand in South Florida during this time and had an amazing experience with a couple of dancing deer as well.
I am now going to South Carolina. To a city I lived when my first daughter was born. A city with parks and nature areas galore. I’m going there to get grounded and feel community and realize where I am in The Aniweda Dream, perhaps that I am and life is The Aniweda Dream.
I’ll finally put my Aniweda Dream poetry/guidebook together. I’ll finally record the episodes of The Aniweda Dream videos that I’ve been intending to do. I will heal and my children will heal and grow and explore in ways we haven’t been able to, due to those things I couldn’t write about, until I changed them.
I’m just a few days from changing those things, so I’m still not ready to write about it. But if anyone is still reading, please wish me luck, and I will feel connected to anyone else who is discovering, rediscovering, realizing or creating their own dream.
Are They Aniweda Dreaming? Read and Find out!
- Nomad Dream: A Family Cycling & Climbing Around the World (mec.ca)
- And there were never any shackles. . . (kariwordsmith.wordpress.com)
- Broken Winged Buzzard Dreams Part lll (dannimcgriffith.wordpress.com)
- The Dr. Vibe Show: The Nomadness RV College Tour (thedrvibeshow.com)
- Global Nomads and Existential Migrants (tallskinnykiwi.typepad.com)
- The Nomadic Life: More Experiences, Fewer Things (blogher.com)
- The Purple Van Dream (thishumanjourney.com)