Writing my way through the A-to-Z blogging challenge, I’ve tasked myself with exploring the concepts of pronoia (the belief that the universe is conspiring to shower us with blessings), quiety (serenity) and peace – all through the lens of unusual, obscure, or simply delightful-to-me words.
O is for…
Ondinnonk is an Iroquois word with two meanings. 1) A secret wish of the soul, especially as revealed in dreams. 2) the spiritual part of our nature that longs to do good deeds.
I find this to be such a beautiful word. The kind of word you want to lean into; live into; explore deeply, and somehow embody.
I pay attention to my dreams. They feel like such gifts, written in soul language – secret encoded messages urging us into deeper understanding.
A while ago I had a dream in which the top of my head was open. Someone was shining a flashlight into my crown and as a result, being lit from within, you could see my insides were covered in mysterious writings. I was astonished that I hadn’t known this before. Was it new? Had it always been there? And then I suddenly understood, as is the way in dreams, that my job was to breath and exhale this out into the world, otherwise it would always remain hidden within.
I think perhaps that’s the work of all of us isn’t it? To be as transparent, as authentic, as aligned as we possibly can be in every moment with our soul self, and to keep reflecting that outward, expressing it as purely, as cleanly, as brightly as we can.
Today I invite you to read a poem by Siri Liv Myhrom called In Praise of Small Kindnesses.
Doesn’t that inspire you to be in the world a bit differently? With a bit more kindness, a bit more compassion, a bit more love? Don’t you suspect that’s ondinnonk?