Last Sunday we touched down in East Glacier. We were home-based there for a full week within close proximity of the Two Medicine entrance to the park and less than 15 minutes from Browning, which is where I touched down for a day, 20 years ago, after my train ride from LA and was taken in by a family of Blackfeet Indians. I couldn’t remember the city’s name until I arrived and we drove through, which triggered instant recognition and full circle activation. This last week proved to be incredibly integrative of my human and cosmic essence, energetically invigorating, and soul retrieving on deeper levels that extended into a collectively supportive experience both of and beyond self and one I am unable to express in words, but seems apparent in photos.
We arrived at our rv park, a nice small and quiet one, and our site had a beautiful view (overlooking what you see below) that was perfectly inspiring for the personal sound channelings and Magick Stones I was creating.
From the first day onward, truly magickal experiences kept unfolding.
We ventured on a 7 mile hike to Rockwell Falls on our first intro here.
We arrived at Two Medicine Lake to take in the amazing views before heading on the main trailhead from there. It was a more mystical day than a later sunburst one we experienced, but the water was still and like glass.
There are actually three Two Medicine Lakes – Upper, Middle, and Lower. We were at Middle Two Medicine, or simply Two Medicine, which it is known as.
There is a history behind the name, which includes two medicine lodges that used to be here and used sacredly by the Blackfeet Indians.
It was just stunning and so expansive. I continue to fall in love more and more with Glacier National Park. I have loved each of the parks we have visited, all for different reasons and enjoying their unique energies and visual variety that touch different parts of my soul.
Yet there is something in Glacier that has been so soul enriching for me on a different level I can’t describe and all-encompassing.
From the moment we arrived to West Glacier (our first intro) I was just beaming with excitement and on a high for some reason. I literally was jumping up and down and ecstatic. Dave hadn’t seen me that way at any other place.
I can only explain it as a deep soul resonance and alignment of energies here that activated something within me.
The more I experienced of Glacier the more I’ve been amazed at how it is so otherworldly and like an integration of so many beautiful places wrapped into one treasure-full gift.
Waterton Lakes National Park (where we are now and sits at the north end of Glacier) continues as such as well.
I could never fully decipher where I was, and didn’t try to, because it felt to me like so many places of which I love.
I saw elements of Alaska, Oregon, Washington, Montana, but also places like the Swiss Alps and Scandinavia region of Northern Europe, including my beloved Iceland.
It’s incredibly telling that at one time Glacier National Park once had 150 glaciers and now only has 25. Global warming and shifts definitely are showing their effects and it may not be long before this park may need to be named Glaciated National Park.
Anyway, I love it and amazing wildlife connections continued here and amped up.
On this first day an enchanting giant dark grayish brown with white underfeet snowshoe hare made herself known. She is the only creature I did not capture in any photos, as her elusive mystery I felt was meant to be a blip of emergence through a portal.
She was another manifestation of Nestor for sure and showed up twice in the same place on two separate days…both times, no ability to photograph and the second time only I saw her and not Dave, but she lingered longer with me since I was farther ahead of Dave on the path. As soon as he arrived, she took off in a flash.
It was the largest rabbit I’ve ever seen, so powerful looking, and so beautiful with that grayish brown coat and white underfeet that glowed in a flash as she took off, exposing those strong back legs pounding the air and ground in powerful and agile leaps. She was more than just a snowshoe hare.
And that first day continued with butterfly energy, lots of little furry ones and our first beautiful encounter with a moose, which I posted about in Moose Magick.
Amazing indeed and she returned the immediate next day we hiked to Aster Falls, which then concluded with a magickal rainbow like out of a Faery Tale.
Every day was filled with spectacular wildflowers galore in every variety lacing the fields our hikes flowed through. They were intoxicating and enchanting. A Faery’s delight!
The next day we drove up to the St. Mary upper east entrance and saw Jackson Glacier at the overlook then hiked 5 miles to St. Mary Falls and beyond.
We stopped by St. Mary Lake to take in vistas and saw a lot of little animal friends along the way again.
The day following was a hike to Paradise Point, Appistoki Falls, and Running Eagle Falls (named after a Blackfeet Indian woman – she was a tribeswoman who lived around 1825, became a very skilled and brave warrior and hunter, was instructed by the village elders to go on a vision quest in order to find her true calling, which she did near these falls, was able to tell of her adventures in the Medicine Lodge ceremonies while also becoming a member of the Braves Society of young warriors, and died in a battle against a party of Flatheads near the Sun River.)
Then we decided the next day to take the Sinopah shuttle boat from one end of Two Medicine Lake (Middle) to the other end so that we could explore that area.
Here’s a little history on this area and where the name Sinopah, which the boat is named after, as well as the “crown jewel” of the Two Medicine area – Sinopah Mountain:
“The Blackfeet Indians considered the Two Medicine area “The Backbone of the World,” and in addition to the normal usage for sustenance, used this portion of what would eventually become Glacier National Park for vision quests. The story of how the area came about its name is taken from the writings of James Willard Schultz, who was adopted into the Blackfeet tribe and had an Indian wife: The Blackfeet Confederacy was divided into three tribes: the Pikuni, the Bloods, and the Blackfeet. In the spring each tribe held an Okan’—a religious ceremony—and it just so happened that one year two of the tribes, the Pikunis and Bloods, happened to hold theirs at the same time and in the same place. After that the river was called Two Medicine Lodges, or Two Visions Lodges River—later shortened to Two Medicine. The combination of forested lakes, seemingly endless combinations of cliffs, walls, spires, and towering peaks, make it easy to see in this place a special significance! The name “Sinopah” is a derivative of two Blackfeet words. Sinopa is the word for the kit (prairie) fox, and Sinopaki means “Fox Woman.” Sinopah was the Indian wife of Hugh Monroe (Rising Wolf), and daughter of Lone Walker, a powerful Blackfeet chief. All three of the mountains bearing the names of these individuals are in the Two Medicine area.” ~summitpost.org
We decided to do the hike to Upper Two Medicine Lake, which provides opportunity for an offshoot trail to Twin Falls.
This was another stunning hike in this Glacier, which we enjoyed very much.
It ended up being 8 miles total because although we made it back in time to catch the return boat, since there were so many people who were staying on the boat and not getting off, there were only 12 spaces open to the nearly 40 or 50 people waiting. I got on, but Dave was #13, so I got off with him and we decided to hike back to our starting point rather than wait another 1/2 hour or so for a boat to come back to get everyone.
It ended up adding more loveliness to the day’s journey (I actually remarked on it being a vision quest of my own) and eventually hooked us back up with the main trailhead we’d taken twice before when we saw the moose. However, today we didn’t catch her, as it was too early for her feeding time, according to her time she’s shown up the last two times. But as I mentioned before, the amazing snowshoe hare showed up again in the same place I’d seen her before, on this day. This time she lingered longer and ran off when Dave came close and his feet made noise in the brush.
She just didn’t want her photo taken, as I’d never had the time to get one, being so enthralled and just wanting to connect in what ever brief moments I knew I may have. The same took place a few days later with Grizzlies we came across in Waterton – photos unattainable, but the experiences quite amazing to be in as long as we had the chance (will share on that soon).
What I came to notice alongside this area being energetically invigorating, was that I seemed to become physically stronger than ever and like the energizer bunny.
We do a lot of hiking, averaging 3-6 miles daily on average, with occasional 2 mile days and then the 7-10 miles days. Lately doing more of the latter in the 6-10 mile region.
And although this takes place, I still can feel challenged or want to take things slower to pace myself.
However, my energy has been infused with something that’s making me like an energizer bunny and I’ve been a little speedster on hikes, outdoing Dave, leading instead of following, and getting us through hikes lickety split. So this 8 mile hike around the Two Medicine Lakes took us just under 2 1/2 hours. Lol!
I also just noticed I haven’t had the allergy and laugh triggered cough I would get on random occasion in my lungs where I’d have to cough up stuff. I’m sensing the energy resonation where I am and more integration on soul levels is the culprit for this.
So a lot of physical manifestations mirroring what I was feeling internally on all of the other levels.
Not to mention, there was the whole connection with this sacred land – Blackfeet Country – and knowing of my soul connection to them. I had the deep sense of doing healing for this land and for the Blackfeet, which was evident when I stepped into the grocery store in Browning and drove through the town a bit, was energetically needed on an ancestral level of wholeness reconnection.
As I mentioned in the beginning, I hadn’t been aware that we would be stationed near Browning (Blackfeet reservation), nor that that was the city I’d stopped in those 20 years ago. I had forgotten the name, but just knew it was on the east side because I had journeyed through Glacier on that trip back then – my first solo sacred journey – and I remembered what the train station looked like and the view that you could see from it over the flat fields with Glacier’s mountains in the background.
We found that station and I saw that view and it all came back as if then, but now from a whole other perspective. I didn’t take a photo, but I found this photo of it online when I googled the Browning train station so that you could see what it looked like. Hasn’t changed since 20 years ago.
I’d been grateful that visit for the Blackfeet Indian who was closing up the train station that day after my arrival and invited me to his home. I’d been grateful for the connections with his family and one of his family members that was my age whom I stayed in touch by snail mail for a period of time after my return home.
I remember then that I’d felt I was there for a reason. And I felt it again, now, that I was there again in much the same way, but returning with much more awareness and ability to work things energetically.
And I know there is more to come.
I’ve been very focused on my sacred connection to the land, Earth, the plants and animals. I’ve especially been delving into my medicine and shamanic work, as well as the integration of this rich nature connection with my cosmic self and the stars.
This place, this area, the energy here, all felt mirroring of this space I have entered and invited into my dance of life more.
And that continued through our time in Glacier, ending with the magickal day I shared about in my post Spreading Ashes, Spreading Joy ~ Cosmic Encounters & Sacred Connections as we ventured to the northern east, Many Glacier entrance to the park where we hiked to Grinnell Lake and Hidden Falls.
This is also where we checked out Many Glacier Hotel, which was like a Swiss Alps Chalet. So beautiful and stunning views from every room within, including the sitting area we had refreshments in.
My time here felt full circle perfect. And yet while it felt like closure to some things, it simultaneously feels like the opening and activation to many more things to come.
Where I seeded things those 20 years ago, I’d now come to nurture the seeds sown.
There will be a time for blossoming.
Yesterday was our last day, for now, in the U.S. and in East Glacier National Park, Montana, as we journey forward over the border into Canada today to Waterton Park, Alberta. There we’ll be exploring Waterton Lakes National Park at the north end of Glacier and deeper northern region of the Rockies. I couldn’t have asked for a more meaningful and magickal experience to celebrate this last day and my connection with both Joy and Nestor, as the day unfolded divinely with manifestations galore that were in support of our sacred connection and activation ritual they were guiding me to initiate here.
It was so heart and soul rich that it deserved its own blog, alongside a recap blog of this past week that is forthcoming.
Our journey led us to the Many Glacier entrance of the park on the north east side of Glacier where we were feeling drawn to do the hike to Grinnell Lake. It ended up being about a 7 1/2 mile roundtrip hike that took us past two other lakes – Swiftcurrent Lake that gorgeous Many Glacier Hotel sits on and Lake Josephine – as well as wanders through amazing vistas that take your breath away (more of those photos will be in my recap blog).
What we didn’t know was that it also had the opportunity to swing up to Hidden Falls, which proved to be a guiding force for this journey.
I’d been feeling that somewhere in Glacier would be where some of Joy’s ashes would come to rest, as she had led us to Montana (extending her physical body’s presence with us until getting there, as a pointer for me). I had always felt that Montana was an important part of this journey for some reason, and those reasons would unfold once I was there. It also happened to be a place I’d made energetic connection to 20 years ago when I passed through Glacier on the Amtrak train, coming to reconnect with the Blackfeet Indians at my touch down – more on that in the next blog.
I knew it was a place for soul retrieval and activation work, as well as collective empowerment work for the Blackfeet and more.
What I didn’t know was that Nestor would, in partnership with Joy, be a part of this. But that became more clear as the week unfolded.
Interestingly, I hadn’t been led to take Joy’s and Nestor’s ashes with us on our daily hiking adventures, except for this last day in East Glacier.
So we gently packed them up in our backpack and we were off.
I had no idea if I’d actually be spreading their ashes or not, as I would wait for the messages and guidance, and the feeling had to be just right.
This hike was such a stunning journey and I increasingly was feeling the build up of energy that was signifying to me this was going to take place…I just had to wait for the right moment and signs.
Along the way I was soul infused by the beauty that resonated so deeply with my essence and all the things I love.
About a little over half way to Grinnell Lake my first sign appeared, although it hit me with astounding clarity later.
We’d seen a couple of animal friends run across the path like chipmunks and marmots, but suddenly two deer now appeared.
The wild thing is, which seems to happen all the time with instant manifestation after intent or thought, I had literally 1 second before seeing them said in my head, “I wonder where the deer and elk are, as we haven’t seen them since West Glacier.”
Bam! Hello deer!
Two does (female deer) stepped out of the brush, literally 5 feet away from me, as I was leading the way on our hike.
They were so incredibly beautiful, delicate, and otherworldly.
I knew they were not of this world, but in it right now, as they felt and looked so cosmic – extraterrestrial in nature, combined with a human, deer, and magickal quality. Shapeshifters indeed.
Dave and I stopped and just enjoyed connecting with them.
I talked to them, as they looked at me and wandered back and forth across the path, eating and making sure we were aware that they wanted to connect and communicate. They were in no need or rush to leave us.
This lasted for quite some time and then an older couple at the other end of the path approached. They saw the deer with us and so they stopped too – the woman taking photographs, as I was.
The four of us were all peaceful and calm, mirroring these lovely creatures’ energy. And so they remained.
They continued slowly moving down the path, beckoning us to follow and so we did. They were constantly keeping in very close proximity to us, without wandering much farther away than 15 feet, then returning close by again within 5 or so feet.
Eventually we decided to move on and the other couple followed our cue.
As we passed each other, the woman said to me, “how lucky we are.”
But the man said to me, “you’re not done yet.”
The couple left and Dave and I lingered a bit more with the does, then decided to fully continue on, feeling grateful for the time they had shared with us.
They came onto the path ahead of us, as if leading us down the path and wanting us to follow again, which we did.
After a while they wandered further into the brush a bit, still wanting to connect, but then we heard a lot of noise coming up behind us. A family with young kids that were being a bit rambunctious and another couple ahead with loud bells on them to ward off bears.
I looked at the two deer and they looked at me. Their calm energy was about to be disrupted and perhaps even become distressed and scared by this energy, as I heard the family behind say, “Look there’s deer!” and were rushing forward.
I wanted to protect them.
So I said to the two does, “Hurry, go! Go hide!”
And they instantly listened and separated – one to each side of the path and went deeper into the brush so they weren’t as accessible anymore.
I said to Dave, after a while of contemplating what the man said, “I’m still trying to wrap my mind around what he meant. Seems like a message that something more is to come.”
Dave said, “maybe he wasn’t just a man,” in his sort of serious joking voice.
I said, “now you’re catching on,” and I giggled.
We continued on and arrived at Grinnell Lake, crossing rivers, creeks, and passing a sign for Hidden Falls, to which I said, “we’ll go there on the way back.”
Grinnell Lake was stunning.
More of that amazing aqua water that I see all around here in Glacier because of the glacial silt that catches the sun so amazingly, a bunch of cascading waterfalls coming down the snow laced mountains, and amazing colors and textures speaking so vibrantly to all of the senses.
We spent some time connecting there, finding this perfect place to sit away from the people at the opening of the lake. It was a wood plank someone had set in between two trees, creating a little bench framed and cradled by the trees’ branches and facing the lake, mountains, and waterfalls. I loved it!
I tuned in, as I had wondered if this would be where their ashes would go, knowing that it was to be in sacred water. Visually, one would think it would have been here, but because I felt all things would be harmoniously guiding me, having the wind blowing at me so strongly, which would mean the ashes would be blown at me or washed immediately on the shore, this was indication that it was not in alignment here to do this.
I was to flow with nature, not work against it.
So, after a while we decided to head back and went back to where the sign for Hidden Falls was.
Up we climbed, passing another older couple on their way down. The woman says to me, “it’s so beautiful!”
I smiled, and said, “oh good! I’m so glad!” Feeling, hmmmm, this could be the place.
We arrived at the top and Hidden Falls was indeed beautiful and quite magickal.
So gorgeous with the green moss covered dark rocks carved by the cascading water that created an aqua pool below and was surrounded by joyous flowers and a mountain peak extending upwards from the top.
It had rained lightly on and off on this hike, and when we arrived it began to sprinkle.
There was a viewing platform to take in the waterfall, but it was away from the water and so once again, I was wondering how this could work for spreading their ashes.
Dave noted that there was a way down to some overhanging rocks, if we climbed through the wooden railings and hiked down. It seemed slick with mud and rock, so I was contemplating, especially since we weren’t fully sure the edge would drop right off to the water.
But something drew my attention to the ground just on the other side of the wooden railings where my eyes lit up and I said, “Look!! It’s a red heart! A larger version of the little red heart I found a couple of days ago and had just posted about this morning on Facebook!” The rain drops were just starting to fall upon it, revealing its true, deep red color that the water unveiled – matching my stone at home.
I’d shared that the little one had been one of many heart stones along the paths that I’ve been seeing and gifted since Joy transitioned, along with feathers – both feeling like her angelic love and presence guiding and supporting me daily.
So as soon as I saw this large red heart, I instantly said, “That’s the sign I was waiting for! This is it! This is the place!” And my hesitation about going down the cliff completely dissipated and I actually ended up being the one leading the way.
We climbed down to the rock edge above the falls and I peered over with glee seeing that in fact the ashes would go directly into the water below when thrown. Yay!
So we sat at the edge, with lovely yellow flowers between us and the falls, and I gingerly started opening the sacred boxes housing Joy’s and Nestor’s ashes.
I took out Joy’s ashes first, untying the bag that held her white essence.
I pinched a little of her loveliness and with complete joy, some weeeeeeee’s and yay’s I released her above the waters below, watching her merge with the beautiful aqua sacredness. I did this twice and each time filled with “joy” and celebration, as I said, “go beautiful Joy and do your thing!” knowing that her powerful essence would work magickal alchemy beyond what anyone could imagine in coming to rest and merge here.
After Joy’s ashes, I did the same with Nestor’s, which were a gray essence, feeling that they were meant to work and be together, as they always have been and always will. Again, with extreme “joy” I released Nestor to join in the celebration and sacred intention.
Both of their ashes not only merged with the waters below, but with the waters from the sky above as well, as some of their ashes were gently carried by the raindrops to their resting place below.
Such beautiful symbolism and the most perfect, mirroring place for both of them in these Hidden Falls surrounded by Faery magick galore! The water here would journey down and connect with Josephine Lake where we’d be journeying back along.
And it felt so perfect and light, which was a different experience from all of the times I’d spread Nestor’s ashes in other sacred areas across the globe where it was very serious, more drawn out, and included some shedding of tears most of the time.
This was the new way and my new path of harmony, joy, and ease. Not to mention the new way for us all.
Just as potent. Just as magickal. Yet I could get there by means of a different path now.
Thank you my precious partners!
I snapped a photo of this enchanted sacred place to remember it always and then we made our way back up and to the other side of the wooden railings.
Crossing the boundary back into the realm from which we’d left, now returning in renewed harmony.
We made our way down the hiking trail back to the main path and as we were walking I was saying to Dave how perfect all of it was and how meant to be, commenting on the details, the heart, the lightness of it all, and no one being around or coming near while we did this.
I finished this joyous review with a connection that suddenly hit me.
The two does we’d seen were Joy and Nestor!
That’s why they connected so much. That’s why they were so otherworldly.
They had shapeshifted or sent these deer as messengers to me, directly from them.
The second I said that, again instantly, the same two does showed up at the bottom of the trail to Hidden Falls where it meets Grinnell Lake Trail.
They had followed us all that way, or had just manifested in that moment, to confirm what I was saying and to thank me for what I had just done!
I was so excited and felt the beautiful completeness of it all.
We connected a bit, then Dave went on and I lingered slightly, then I thanked them and went on myself.
When I caught up with Dave I said, “Now it makes sense what that man was saying to me.”
The rest of the hike back I was elated and gliding along with my heart in overload.
Near the end of the trail I then looked down and saw a feather. It was a twin to the feather I’d found the day before in terms of being the same kind of feather from the same bird.
Two parts of a whole, each unique, but connected, just like my sweet Joy and Nestor.
Again, another sign and gift from Joy and Nestor together as confirmation of this joyous completion.
We got back to the car and decided to visit Many Glacier Hotel on our way out, which was just lovely (more photos to come in the upcoming recap blog). We enjoyed a refreshment there overlooking the view and I reflected on it all.
Then back in the car we went to head home to the Magick Bus and Cosmo who I was excited to go share the experience with, although I knew he was aware of it.
Just before we leave through this area of the park to get on the highway that’s when our first Black Bear shows up – again another thing we’d just mentioned earlier.
Dave had wondered why a bear hadn’t shown up yet.
I’d said to him, “One will show up when we are in need of its energy and message.”
And so I guess now was that time.
She caught my eye as we were driving and so we got out to connect more, as I was able to snap some photos of this beauty relishing on the abundance of berries in the lushness of the mountain, fully in her “joy”.
Right as we got to the edge of Browning – the town I’d stopped in 20 years ago and was taken in by the Blackfeet family – a small rainbow appeared in the clouds across the fields – the second rainbow we’d seen here in East Glacier.
The first rainbow was on our first day of arrival here when we also saw our moose friend, but now it was book-ending our time here on the last day and after this beautiful and sacred experience.
It’s hard to see it in the photo, but it is at center of the clouds in the background and was quite vibrant in person.
And for the first time, at this end of the park, a huge herd of Bison appeared in the fields in front of the rainbow and I was filled with “joy” watching the little ones running exuberantly, as their mothers playfully joined in.