The Medicine Wheel Meditation

Sit or lie comfortably. Drumming or flutes are helpful. Close your eyes and slow your breathing.

You are walking across an open plane. The prairie grass is waist high, swishing softly as you walk through. It is a bright summer day, you can smell the grass parching. The sky is clear. You can hear the prairie birds.

As you walk, you come to a circle of cottonwood trees. Step into the circle. Turn toward the north. There is an old Indian man standing there. He is older than old, dressed in buckskin with obsidian beads around his neck and black feathers in his hair. Two long plaits of silver hair fall across his chest.

"I am He who watches in the North" he says. "I come to bring stability and knowledge." Look into his eyes for a moment. Turn to the east.

There is a young Indian woman there. She is dressed in white buckskin, with turquoise beads on her dress and around her neck, blue feathers in her hair. Her hair falls down her back in one long braid.

"I am She who watches in the East," she says. "I come to bring insight and inspiration." Look into her eyes for a moment. Turn to the South.

There is a warrior standing there. His chest is bare, streaked with red and yellow paint. A string of red jasper beads hangs around his neck. There are red feathers in his hair, which falls on his chest in two black braids.

"I am He who watches in the South," he says. "I come to bring strength and courage." Look into his eyes for a moment. Turn to the West.

There is an old woman standing there, in buckskin dyed violet. Seashells hang about her neck. There are purple flowers in her hair which hangs down her back in one long braid.

"I am She who watches in the West," she says. "I come to bring healing." Look into her eyes for a moment. Look around the circle.

Go the direction that you feel you are most drawn to, that can give you what you need in your life at this time. Spend time there, listen to what the watcher says. Stay as long as you need, learn what you can. Then return to the center of the circle.

"We are the Medicine Wheel. Those who watch. Go forth with your new knowledge and return to us in times of need," the watchers say together.

Turn to the North. The watcher turns into an immense black wolf and disappears across the prairie. Turn to the East. The watcher turns into an eagle and disappears into the sky. Turn to the South. The watcher turns into a golden mountain lion and disappears across the prairie. Turn to the West. The watcher turns into a gull and disappears into the sky. It is done.

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