Journey 24 - TMJ Cure/Soul Piece

12/11: Journey 1: I lit Sage, Sweet Grass and my Candle, then breathed the Shaman’s preparatory breath for four minutes. My goal was to find out how I might help my wife cure her TMJ. I decided that since Hawk had flown right over me this morning, I would rise Hawk to the place where the knowledge I would need would reside. So I lay in bed, with Two Feathers and Gray Wolf beside me, and found myself watching as Hawk circled over our house and then landed on the roof above me. I found myself floating straight up through the cloth ceiling, past the floor joists, through my son’s room, and through the attic, onto the roof. Hawk had me climb on his back and up we went. Soon the sky turned dark and we were flying toward Grandmother Moon as she appeared a few nights ago, with the Cloud Person perfect smile on her face and the Mist of Light Dress shining down below her. I went soaring right into her face, and was then seated at a table with the Moon Spirit herself. She was dressed in a soft blue Robe of Light, exactly the same color as moonlight on a snow field. Her eyes were not human eyes, but were orbs with small specks of light in them. She sat with me a few seconds, and then guided me to inspect my wife's jaw. I could see the bones disconnected, and there seemed to be little black insects crawling over them. I knew these to be the negative energy in her system causing the disruption. We then left this scene, and the Journey became a bit more fragmented. I saw my wife showering and letting the water pour on her face’s right side, as if washing away the impurity, so I must tell her to do that exercise every morning. The water could also symbolize washing with healthy emotions..mana also. Then, the most telling of the images came along. My wife was lying on her back, apparently asleep. She was not in our room, but in the corner of some sort of cabin with an elevated bed, almost like a bunk bed..quite high off the ground and yet not on a second tier. Hard to explain. On the floor beside the bed was standing a small girl, who was talking to her silently. I did not hear her speak, but did see her mouth moving and was sure she was talking to my wife, who was unaware. I KNEW, though, that this little girl was key to the problem, as I have never scene something like this in Journey before. I believe she was the Little Girl Spirit that my wife lost at a young age. I got the impression that she had been forced out of her at a young age and has been trying to speak to her ever since. It was an honor to see this..very powerful and poignant as well. This must be the core of the problem. At this point, I came back. I did not really ground myself well before taking a nap, so I was quite unearthly when I got up to go have lunch with my mother. But I grounded as I drove along.