It’s awake! … The Sunestone Pipe!

When the ceremony began and the bowl of the Malstrom Pipe was loaded, the spirit of that Pipe decided it was time and went to sleep.

It would not light. It was not meant to be lit or smoked last night.

Although the ceremony was meant as a blessing ceremony with the smoke of the one Pipe blown across the other in blessing, the Malstrom Pipe chose to go to sleep as the energy of the Sunstone Pipe awoke and began radiating in a manner I’ve never before experienced.

It was also in that moment, Maelstrom spoke to me … showing me it was time for the preverbial torch to be passed from one to the other.

This is not to say, Maelstrom is gone for good, but chooses to sleep until a new stem can be carved for it … a stem that is to be carved in a more Norse / Gaelic style.

It seeks to shed its skin like a dragon might as it grows … seeking a form that more represents the Peoples of the North.

So it went to sleep.

Sunstone awoke and was the one to be smoked that evening.

Never have I experienced any Pipe ceremony like this one.

Never.

I do know Sunstone isn’t going anywhere.

At the heart. It’s the same with regards to how the Pipe works.

But completely different experience.

Higher vibration. … Deeper energy. … More fire and earth energy.

And air as well as moisture from breath and body.

Burned hotter. Much easier. More in tune.

Like it was tapping a different reality or perception of reality.

One closer to where we stand on our own spiritual path, moving along it in our own manner.

Ok … smoking it …

With the old Pipes, I’d hold the bowl when it was smoking.

But this night, the fire and heat were so intense I had to move that hand to the dragon suspended on stem behind the bowl.

That’s what I held with hand that normally cradles the bowl. Touching the bowl with the edge of the hand.

Then realized the bowl and dragon were forged from the same block of iron.

One and the same.

And I don’t think it’s coincidence it is the dragon I was touching as I prayed with it. It gaining fire … spiritual and otherwise.

And that’s when the energy REALLY was flowing like a river of something beyond water.

Deeper than an ocean.

I’m gonna be sitting with this for a while trying to unpack what happened and was happening.

It showed me how much I don’t know and how small we are on the grand scale.

Not in a belittling manner, but like a glimpse at our place in the larger web of existence.

~ The Pathfinder