March 17, 2012
My day started bright and early at 7:30 AM. I jumped out of my van, went to the clubhouse to shower, worked on Day 4 of my journal, and then set out for the post office in downtown Gadsden. I received a voicemail informing me that my package had arrived as scheduled. I decided to wait until later to do my daily meditation.
I picked up my permanent license plate and registration, swapped everything on my van, put Seal’s “Soul 2” CD in the CD player, and set out for my next destination. (Thanks for the music recommendation, Martie!)
I headed south on Interstate 59. Ten minutes later, I saw my friend, the Hawk. It circled over the Interstate directly in front of my van, accompanied by a small black bird that kept swiping at it as it circled in the sky.
My destination for this day was Moundville Archaeological Park, 634 Mound State Parkway, Moundville, Alabama. This Indian mound was located directly on the 33rd Parallel.
Google Maps 2012
I arrived at the park approximately two hours after leaving Gadsden. I paid my entrance fee, watched a 15-minute film, and made my way to the newly remodeled museum, which reopened and rededicated after a $5 million renovation on May 14, 2010.
Upon my arrival at the museum, I walked by an impressive wooden sculpture of a hawk…
And I was greeted by a wasp at the front door. It was sitting on the glass door as I entered the museum.
Wasp offers the following wisdom:
- Sisterhood,
- female communities,
- warrior energy.
This made me think of my friend Martie. She possessed a significant amount of female warrior energy.
After spending time in the museum, I headed directly to the ceremonial mound.
Before ascending to the top of this mound, I hiked on the nature trail and performed a small, private ceremony in the woods. I then walked back to the mound, stood at the base of the steps, removed my hat, closed my eyes, and asked permission from the ancestors to enter their sacred space.
When I felt I had permission, I proceeded up the stairway. When I got to the top of the steps, I walked to the center of the mound and placed the stone I had brought from the Etowah Indian Mound State Park on the ground.
I then walked around the mound’s edge and took the following photos.
I walked back to the mound’s eastern edge, sat down in the grass, and invoked the “Healing” angel above.
I meditated from 2:32 to 2:52 PM and envisioned this healing energy being sent to every person who entered my thoughts. I sent healing energy to Martie, who had been struggling with Cancer, and my family and friends in North Carolina, Washington, DC, Phoenix, AZ, Portland, OR, Denver, CO, and Santa Paula, CA.
Several times during the meditation, I noticed the wind blew more robustly. I also saw several bumble bees flying around my back beside the building directly behind me.
Bee offers the following message:
- reincarnation,
- concentration,
- communication with the deceased,
- assisting earth-bound spirits move on.
Coupled with the message from the wasp on the museum’s glass door, I knew this healing was for the strong females in my life.
When my meditation was complete, I looked directly overhead and took the following photograph:
When I descended the staircase back to the plaza, I felt like I was floating. I walked around to the back of the mound and found a small stone to take to my next destination. Once I saw the stone, I asked permission to remove it from the grounds and returned to my van.
I then set out for Jackson, Mississippi. I was pushing to make it to Jackson before nightfall but gave it my best shot. I arrived in Jackson several hours later, at sunset.
I drove around town for several hours, looking for a safe place to park my van. I couldn’t find a Walmart or any place that felt quiet and safe. I drove around and around until finally, I came to an Extended-Stay Hotel near the Interstate. I had a coupon for a free night’s stay, so I decided to cash it in to get a good night’s rest.
I went to bed around midnight.