Today’s guided meditation takes you on a journey to meet the god of war. This guided meditation challenges you to draw your own conclusions and to decide for yourself what you consider to be the ultimate soldier. Keep your mind open about what you think he will be like; I imagine you are in for a surprise. Also, it is a quest of sorts to go and gather your spiritual weapons, and it is a test to see if you will wield these weapons wisely. Have a good journey.
Imagine that you are walking along an old dirt road in the middle of a summer afternoon. The temperatures are warm but not uncomfortable, and as you walk along the road, you work up a light sweat and enjoy the sensation of stretching your legs and soaking up the sunshine. To one side of the road, a woodland is green and luxurious. On the other side, a field is planted with crops that appear to be thriving. You come to a crossroads and wonder which way to turn. Do you go straight ahead or turn left or right? You decide to go straight ahead, and you follow the curve of the road as the woods come closer to the path you are traveling along. You are so busy admiring the trees in the woods that you don’t see the stranger approaching until he is fairly close to you. Your heart gives an unpleasant thump as you realize that you did not hear this person or get any inkling that you were no longer alone on your walk until the last possible second.
You look over to check out the other traveler and notice that he appears to be wearing a long red jacket, which you realize is a bit warm to be wearing on a day like today. Curious, you walk closer and realize that the man has stopped in the center of the road and is regarding you just as curiously. He stands as if ready for action, and you wonder what in the world he expects to have to be ready for.
As you walk closer to the person, you realize that the jacket is not a jacket at all, it is in fact a cloak. Oh, boy. The other traveler appears to be fairly brawny and he looks to be in excellent shape. You shift to the far side of the road to politely pass him, and the man shifts to block you. There is nothing threatening about him, he just seems to be making it clear that you are not going past him.
You smile politely, and then stop and back up a few paces. “I’m sorry,” you begin in a friendly tone, “is this a private road?” As an answer, he just glowers at you. Well, then, you think to yourself and begin to turn around and go the other way. No point in having your walk interrupted by this guy. Confidently, you turn around and go back to the crossroads and start back for home. A short time later, the same man is once again standing in the middle of the road in front of you, with a neutral expression. Apparently, he is waiting for you.
This time, you realize there was no way he could have appeared in front of you that quickly without you seeing him travel around. Now that you are aware that something is afoot, you stop and plant your hands on your hips. You take a careful look at this man and think to yourself that he is much more than he appears.
Is that a jacket or is it, in fact, a cloak? Is it merely decorative, or is it well worn and battle stained? Are those boots or sandals on his feet? What is that tucked under his arm-a fur-covered, horned helmet or a bronze battle helm? Now that you think about it, you are having a hard time focusing on his overall appearance. Every time you think you make out what he has on, it subtly shifts. Blinking your eyes, you see that now he is wearing a tartan and has flowing, long hair and a blue-painted body like a Pict warrior of old. Then that image shifts as well, kaleidoscoping from one image to the next. Look at him carefully, and let him show you what he wishes you to see.
What is your idea of the perfect warrior? Does he appear as a samurai, graceful, disciplined and silent, or does he seem to embody a Native American warrior, one who is resourceful, instinctual, and in tune with the land? Is this deity appearing to you in modern battle gear, the fatigues of a twenty-first-century soldier in a flak jacket and camouflage, or is it an old-style Norse leather tunic with a fur vest and pants? Is he appearing to you as a Spartan soldier with a plumed bronze helmet, or do you see more of a medieval knight in well-used chain mail and metal armor? What do you envision? What does this god have to teach you?
His hair appears light, then dark; short and martial, then long and untamed. He is both clean shaven and bearded, and his features and coloring shift constantly from ebony to bronze complexions, to golden and then to pale skin tones. His eyes are round and blue, then almond shaped and black, next a warm brown, then a striking hazel. Those eyes change to stormcloud gray and then a brilliant green. He appears elegant, tall, and lean one moment, and the next he is rough, stocky, and brawny. He is all of these images of a male warrior in his prime, and dozens more. Your mind races to keep up with the various types of soldiers in different cultures and times that he presents to you. Feeling a little overwhelmed, you shake your head to clear it. Then you take a deep breath, lift your chin, and in a challenge, you meet his gaze square-on.
“Who are you?” you ask.
Wow He does not seem to care for that question; he sputters and swears in an exotic language and stalks around the road. He levels you with a furious look and begins waving his arms in a fine temper at your audacity for having asked for his name. Well, good grief. Leave it to you to go on a meditation and to confront a god with an attitude. You let him wind down and wait him out. You stand silently and put a respectful expression on your face and consider him for a moment. Hmmm … it really should come as no surprise that a god of battles would be hot tempered, after all.
Suddenly, he stops and takes a deep breath. He appears to be struggling to hold back his impatience and his temper, and he turns quickly and marches up, into your face. “I am many, I am one.” He thumps a fist on his chest and announces, “I am the spirit of battle and the soul of the warrior. I have countless names.” He glowers down at you for a moment, and then you nod your head in acknowledgment, and he appears to settle down a bit.
He regards you intensely for a moment longer, and then he smiles slightly. “Take this,” he demands, and then he hands you a weapon. Look carefully at this gift. It may be a sword, a spear, an axe, or another type of weapon. Respectfully, you take the weapon and close your hand firmly around it. It vibrates in your hand, and you feel the energy run up your arm, across your chest, and rush down to your toes. He explains to you that this astral weapon is for you and you alone. He informs you that if you have need, he will answer your call and gift you with courage and strength. All you have to do is to visualize the psychic weapon you now hold in your hands, and then his courage, cunning, valor, and strength will come storming in. He states that it is up to you to know when the time is appropriate to use his gift. He also reminds you that the most successful warriors temper their battles with knowledge and wisdom-the knowledge of comprehending when and where to strike, and the wisdom to know when not to.
You thank him for the gift, and as you watch, the astral weapon fades away. He gruffly tells you that though it may be unseen at the moment, it will always be close at hand should you need it. He tells you to be on your way. Thank the God and then turn to go back home, down the path you began your meditative journey on. You resist the urge to look over your shoulder for a time, but you eventually give in to see if he is behind you and watching. He is gone, but you have the feeling he is hidden and watching somewhere, probably plotting and hatching new battle tactics. You smile to yourself and realize that this warrior god will always be close by and ready to spring into action if needed.
Now, take a deep, cleansing breath and ground and center. Look around one last time at this place, and see the sun shining brightly down upon the fields. Practice conjuring up the feel of that protective astral weapon in your hand, and become familiar with its strengthening presence. Keep the idea of protection, power, and strength with you today as you move through your day as carefully and fully aware as a warrior. Take in a final deep, cleansing breath, and slowly blow it out. Open your eyes and return to awareness.
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