Sunday morning, I woke up to a text and video from a neighbor. He told me about a Gannet struggling with fishing hooks in his foot and tangled around his wing. It took several people to free him, and he was resting on the shore.
Thoughts, feelings, and actions all impact what we create in our world. The energy we hold in our bodies also affects what we manifest in our physical surroundings. I often write about the healing power of love. While love is a powerful healing force, I did not realize until recently that love has a companion that can propel it forward and bring about transformation – respect.
Last week I attended a memorial service honoring Thich Nhat Hanh, who has left his physical body. While I never met him personally, I came to know him through stories related to me. In addition to his love and compassion, what stood out for me was his understanding of human frailty. It was a beautiful service, and I was engulfed in love.
I spent Earth Day talking with the animals. Usually, when I communicate about a particular topic, there are noticeable differences in the responses I receive from individual beings. When it comes to our current world experience, all of nature is on the same leaf and relaying a consistent message. Healing Corona is about more than just curing a virus and it can only be healed with love.
Over the past few days, my anxiety had started to mount, so I decided I would immerse myself in nature. Quiet alone time has always been my way of calming and centering myself. Since embracing my ability to communicate with animals and nature, I find strength, perspective, and wisdom in connecting with these beings. Unencumbered by human fear, they get to the heart of the matter and access the highest truth.
My mentor, Maia, recently sent me this beautiful picture of her horses, Delight and Delight. The larger one of the two recently passed over. As I admired the image of their physical bodies, Delight explained to me that his duality was a Gift – a Lesson in Self-Love. Delight’s older form was able to nurture his younger companion in the same way that we can comfort and teach our inner child.
Early one morning, 17 years ago, Jessie was born in my bed. A beautiful Orange Tabby named Destiny gave birth to 4 kittens before Jessie jumped out. He wants to make it perfectly clear that he was not “the runt of the litter.” Jessie has always had a great sense of humor and an ability to make me laugh. He was destined to be my guide.
This winter I hibernated with the Bears. Perhaps not in the way you might be imagining. So let me take a step back and explain.
Sometime in January, I found myself feeling low in energy. I was fighting myself to get out of bed in the morning. My focus was on all the things I needed to do. So each morning, I forced myself to get up and out of bed, while my body clearly had other ideas. By March, the lethargy was laced with self-judgement and doubt.