Eagle Creek was one of my favorite hikes before the Gorge fire in 2017.
 
 I know other people loved it, too. Of all the beautiful hikes in the  Columbia River Gorge, Eagle Creek was one of the most popular, with good  reason. Not only was it a comfortable hike through gorgeous forest, but  it took you along the creek to a spectacular waterfall and swimming  hole. I traversed that trail many times and have enjoyed several epic  picnics at the waterfall.
 
 When the Gorge burned for months in 2017, I was devastated. Everyone was devastated.
 
 In an interesting twist of timing, I had hiked that very trail not long  before the fire, and had collected some water for ceremony from the  creek. I had no idea that would be the last time I visited that sacred  place for years to come (the trail is still closed), and that this  rejuvenating spring of life and flow would soon be engulfed in flames  and choked with ash.
 
 When the fire began, I used some of my collection right away as part of a  water blessing ceremony. But after that, the jar of Eagle Creek water  stayed closed for over a year. It felt as though the water itself was in  shock, and needed to rest and be still.
 
 Sometime last year, the Eagle Creek water started calling to me. It was  ready to work again, slowly and gently. I started using it on my altar,  and noticed the energy it brought to the container held a profound  mastery of Death and Rebirth. The Eagle Creek water held the burning  fires of transformation.
 
 At the end of last year, as I was going through my own major Death  process, the Eagle Creek water made its presence known even more  powerfully, and brought to my healing work a deep sense of surrender,  trust and allowing. The Eagle Creek water held the wisdom of letting go,  of releasing the unnecessary, of purification.
 
 This morning as I redid my altar and was replacing the water, Eagle  Creek water shouted at me with its strength and power. I felt it  bursting with life, renewal and creative potential. Eagle Creek is alive  and thriving. The burn scars are still there, but aliveness is  exploding forth from the purified Earth. This morning, the Eagle Creek  water showed me that it held the sacred rage and grief of all those who  loved this place. It held the death and sacred destruction of the fires.  It held the burning, the release, the purification. But the Eagle Creek  water also holds life, renewal, vitality, and resurrection. It holds  the aliveness of growing things, of new form, of building new  structures. Eagle Creek water offered to support me in cultivating these  energies, in my life and in the world.
This was the last of the water that I collected 2 1/2 years ago at one of my favorite places on Earth. As I meditated this morning with my revitalized altar, the powerful energies of Eagle Creek and its rebirth were undeniable.
I am so grateful to this sacred place and to the elements of this place for holding space not only for my own healing and transformation, but for so many people. This place was beloved by many. So many people walked the trail, swam in the pool, enjoyed its magic. So many people grieved as Eagle Creek burned.
I can only hope that as many people are receiving the powerful aliveness  and renewal that is emanating from Eagle Creek now. As I embody the  wild, untamed, pure life-ness of Eagle Creek and let this rejuvenating  force express through me, may it benefit all beings.
 
If you've been to Eagle Creek, I invite you to tune in to your embodied,  wild awareness of that sacred space. What energy do you notice there?
If you've never been to Eagle Creek, I still invite you to tune in to this sacred space. What do you notice in your embodied awareness of this powerful place?
 
 What would be possible for you if you had full, uninhibited access to  expressing the most wild, free, untamed, powerful parts of yourself?  What would be different in your life, in the lives of your loved ones,  and in the world if you were to embody your own, wild nature?
 
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 Many blessings,
Eagle Creek before the fire (image from Oregon Wild)


 
             
             
             
            