November 2017. I arrived in Kewlona, BC Canada for the second time in a year for a week long private intensive yoga study with my wolf sister Jada. Little did I know that I would find a piece of me that I had been searching for since I began my healing journey 21 years ago. A few hours after I arrived the snow began to fall and did not let up until I left 7 days later. Everyone was taken by surprise, the snow came early that year and was unexpected. In the first 24 hours after stepping off the plane 2 feet of snow had fallen. Sacred. Innocence. That was the theme throughout our yoga training that was held at a tiny Waldorf school in the middle of the forest. Cold, cold. Made living off grid very interesting! I quickly became friends with fire. There were three other women in class with me so our training was very intimate. On the second to the last day of our training we decided to gather together in front of the fire at Jada's 5th wheel in the forest for what I thought was going to be a celebration/sing along. We got the fire raging and sat in our tiny space barely big enough for all five of us to sit. The room started to heat up and the windows fogged while the snow fell gently outside. Jada began to rattle my sacred clearing rattle made for me by a Cree Medicine man intensely into the fire while I drummed the Elk hide drum that I had made. I began to drift into a trance state when I heard a male voice say to me sternly and loudly "Go find her". I knew who he was talking about. My excitement grew when I realized that it was time to bring her home, that piece of me that I hadn't been able to find nor the many other shamans who had worked on me before could find. As my drum sped up I crashed through the edge of the forest. I was gigantic! I towered over the trees and could see multi-colored feathers stretching out above me that were somehow attached to my back. I looked down into the meadow in front of me and saw at the other edge a small child. Her back was to me and she was kneeling at the rivers edge (a place that I have always found great peace and solace). When I looked into the sky directly above her I saw the dark place where I was sent every time I put under with Ether before my surgeries. A barbaric and violent way to be put to sleep that luckily is no longer practiced. I saw a tiny body the same age as the child at the rivers edge floating in the blackness and watched her being hit and tossed around by giant woofers. My giant hands and arms reached up and took her from that horrible place and brought her gently to my heart where she buried her face in my breast. I was overcome with love and a joy so great that I don't even have words. "I found you." I said. We then stood under a beautiful healing waterfall full of sparkly light. I pulled her into me. Integration. She told me that she was waiting for me to re-connect, that she couldn't come home until I healed my relationship with food and my body. When I returned to my body after the journey I felt warm and at peace. We ended the evening in silence. After the girls left and Jada went to sleep, I remained with the fire in gratitude until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. I left two days later. After I returned home I was told that it stopped snowing and the sun came out after my flight had left. Gratitude. Integration.
My name is Melissa Ameika and I am a Reiki Master Teacher, Shaman & Metaphysical Counselor living in the desert southwest.