I’m attending “Kryon, Monument Valley Tour” with my Lee (the man who channels Kryon is also named Lee, but that’s not the one I’m referencing today) and about 80 other humans this week.
I’m spending as little time on my “control device” as possible while here but I’m continuing to check in with my oldest daughter, Alisha, who helps me post these blogs as well as handles my Twitter and helps me with my Instagram. Technology has outgrown me and I flail to keep up, so thank goodness for her!
I am planning on writing a brief synopsis of my time here when it’s over and when we return to my comfort zone, which is our home. It is then that I will try to explain why sitting on a hill top, with people who are strangers to me, listening to a man channel about a beautiful, compassionate future – brought me to tears. It moved me so profoundly and brought absolute chills of resonation… but that is a story for another day.
This brief check in was inspired by what I’ve seen several times as we’ve traveled throughout these ancient lands of the indigenous people: wild horses.
When my Lee first pointed them out as we drove down the road towards Monument Valley, my initial thought was “There’s no way that there are still wild horses out here.” Surely someone would have captured them, attempted to “train” them and contained them by now.
As I looked closer I saw that their wild and raggedy manes were clearly unkempt, but I also saw the freedom and determination to be free in their eyes and in their movements. They traveled in a group of 3 or 4 but were seemingly a “pack” and they inherently knew that there is safety and solace in numbers, even if they are small numbers. They had the aura of never being made to do anything that wasn’t natural or that they weren’t born with the instincts to do.
I was so grateful to know that these creatures still existed and that they were wild, free and allowed to live the existence of their choosing.
I’m grateful people stand back and look at them in awe instead of trying to change them and force them to live in a way that suits humans and not necessarily the horses.
What an incredibly, intense and perfect metaphor or symbolism for how I was feeling traveling with some of my “pack” the last couple of days.
While none of us are raggedy and unkempt and we have been made to conform to human standards to varying degrees, at some point we awakened to the call from spirit to break free.
People have always had free will and can and do choose to live any way that suits them best. You can choose to live contained, be trained and to conform.
As for me, I’ll continue to choose to run with the wild horses.
If you are interested in learning more about Kryon, (Lee Carroll), you can look up his channelings and teachings on YouTube and Amazon. Here are a few books you can get from him that offer his teachings as well!