Beloved Flower Lover,
It was the Black Panther and flowers that came to her in her dream time. During her midsummer nights journey.
Yes it was…….
This twenty first century woman as her man loved to call her had opened her eyes at dawn. And as soon as she awoke that morning she ran to her computer.
She did not wash or brush her teeth. She did not comb or brush her hair, she did not even say hello to the one she adored and who she shared her bed with.
She was eager to look up the symbolic meaning of the panther and the freesias she adored.
She found the following:
When the Black Panther enters your life as a totem, it awakens the inner passions. This is capable of manifesting in unbridled expressions of baser powers and instincts. It is also capable reflecting an awakening of the kundalini, signaling a time of not just coming into one’s own power. More so, the keynote of the Black Panther is Reclaiming One’s True Power.
In mythology and scripture, the panther has been a symbol of the “Argos of a Thousand Eyes,” who guarded the heifer IO who was loved by Zeus. After his death, the eyes were transferred to the feathers of the peacock. The panther always brings guardian energy to those to whom it comes.
The panther often signals a time of rebirth after a period of suffering and death on some level. This implies that an old issue may finally begin to be resolved, or even that old longstanding wounds will finally begin to heal, and with the healing will come a reclaiming of power that was lost at the time of wounding.
Also, the Black Panther is very mystical, she finds the most power in darkness. Black Panther understands death and teaches people not to fear it, for out of death comes rebirth.
To the Native peoples of North and South America, the jaguar especially in the form of the Black Panther, was endowed with great magic and power. The jaguar panther climbs, runs, and swims, even superior to that of the tiger. For the reason that it is capable of functioning so well in so many areas, it became the symbol of mastery over all dimensions.
To the Tucano Indians of the Amazon, the roar of the jaguar was the roar of thunder. Thus the Black Panther was the god of darkness and was capable of causing eclipses by swallowing the sun. This reflects the tremendous power inherent within the feminine forces. To those with the panther as a totem, this power will increasingly be experienced.
Nietzsche once said, “that which does not kill us makes us stronger.” It is this same idea that is awakened in the lives of those who open to the power of the panther totem. The panther marks a new turn in the heroic path of those to whom it comes. It truly reflects more than just coming into one’s own power. Rather it reflects a reclaiming of that which was lost and an intimate connection with the great archetypal force behind it. It gives an ability to go beyond what has been imagined, with opportunity to do so with discipline and control. It is the spirit of imminent rebirth.”
Panther people have a broader vision. Panther medicine gives them a deeper insight, both spiritually and psychically. Their enhanced perspective lets them see things in close detail or from a distance. Panthers enter the world enlightened whereas others have to work to achieve that.
“Sugar come back to bed”…
She ignored his sweet invitation, she was processing the following questions instead
- What is my Shadow Self trying to tell me?
- Are my passions helping or hindering me at this time?
- Am I still on the right spiritual path for myself?
- Am I suppressing latent desires?
- Am I putting others’ needs before my own to the point of self-neglect?
- Am I being mindful of my movements – both physical and emotional?
- Am I being defensive? Who or what am I protecting and why?
Her eyelid closed .
She knew that he knew that he was aware of the privilege of being in her presence, aware of the impact of her beauty, aware of the radiance of her sensuality. She knew that he deeply appreciated the men and women in her life. She knew that he deeply appreciated how she relishes every drop of her life, so now was the time for to give thanks for her self. He loved being ‘owned’ and ‘operated’ by her amazing passions.
He loved her power. Even on the day she forgot it.
Energizing. It felt so good to her as she knew she was in a work in progress. Turned onto her self more and more, she was training herself to surrender to her pleasures even more. Flowers being her breadcrumbs that took her to that place of peace, that let her mega watt smile light up her world.
She took all the time she needed.
Was it a risk to even say that out loud to herself?
She paused.She was ready to make a difference and move out of her ordinary. The dream had reminded her of that. Smiling at the freesias, and other flowers, her inner courtesan talked to her. She heard the voices. She felt the energy. Hers.
The voice of playfulness rather than domination, the voice of unfolding rather than knowing, the voice of a well played seduction rather than the feeling of rushing or being rushed pleasured her.
She sat back and breathed in the sweet smelling freesias.
No more talking.
The dark silence had brought her medicine, her very own passions to her in her midsummer nights dreams.
In the dark silence. They had told her everything.
Peace is the way…
The London Flower lover