Grief and Gratitude for the Whales of Southern Oceans

Whale graveyard in Antarctica

I just returned from the largest, last pristine expanse of wilderness on the planet–Antarctica. While I was there, I had an overwhelming sense of grief and gratitude about the whales that were summarily slaughtered over the last two and a half centuries. Piles of whale bones caught the eye almost everywhere we landed. I realized after a while that that was one of the reasons I was there—to be an ambassador of light, forgiveness, thanksgiving. To say “we are sorry as a species for your demise”. And I realized too that those who killed these mighty animals were also being true to their nature as well. We are an industrious species.

I sat high on a hillside and prayed. Then, I could feel the power of forgiveness, love and light of all of the sundances I have ever been to, come through me. I was a beacon, a crystal, an emissary of light moving around the world to bring the spirit and power of love—today it was to Antarctica, and the whales. In the past, it was South Africa. That is what we as lightworkers do.

a mere glimpse of humpback whales...

The passing of our animal teachers from this good earth

Our animal friends are intertwined in our lives at so many levels, seen and unseen. They are our teachers, and we honor them reverently.

My friend Colleen had to put her horses down last month. She and they had been together for decades. I had had a dream about Dakota, her dearest horse. We were stepping over him as he lay on the earth. I did not understand the dream at the time I dreamed it.

Colleen told me how she had been outside after the horses passed, praying and connecting to Spirit, wrapped in her mummy bag under her tree, as she does faithfully in her practice. All at once, she was dumped out of her chair, and crashed to earth. This crash to earth set into motion a long period of pain and recovery.