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This video is how I ended my day. I started my day with mantras.
In between I had a very heavy workday that almost tanked when fatigue and a conversation gone awry threatened my mood in a most significant negative way. I briefly dipped into not wanting to live in a world full of fear and people that don’t want to really live, convinced they must be afraid of shadows of the unstoppable. After shedding tears in my office alone, I talked myself part way out focusing on there has to be something to live for. It was enough to have an adequate session with my last client. Then on the way home I stopped at Minor Park in south KC.
The goal was to clear everyone else’s negative out and even some of my worst fears.
I sat at the base of a tree and watched and listened to the river flow. It was beautiful and relaxing and the tree helped me ground well.
While sitting there I learned a plant I was looking at was not the helpful Angelica but Hemlock and deadly poisonous. I am grateful for modern technology and it’s ability to answer most any question from most any location. I’m also grateful that I was not the one that discovered Hemlock to be so deadly, and sent a prayer of thanks for those that sacrificed their lives eons ago to save generations to come.
As I sat grounding, releasing, contemplating and learning, 3 damselflies landed on me. One at a time, each lingering just long enough for me to get the bright idea to try and get a picture. As soon as I would swipe the camera icon- off they would fly.
Some moments are solely for the observer and not meant to be captured.
Walking back to my car I noticed a whole area of wild strawberries. I stopped and picked a ripe one, it was so delicious even in it’s tiny wildness. I lingered and picked a whole handful. It provided a massive appreciation for our ancestors. Once upon a time that was what was considered an amazing treat: 15 minutes stooped over picking tiny morsels of delight.
Now we can just go to any of a number of stores and pick from rows of berries; organic, or not, whichever you want. They are much larger and much sweeter, and much harder on your system if you lack the control to know what one serving is. I have learned that the hard way. I’m very grateful for the accessibility of modern cultivated healthy foods, and even more appreciative that I’ve learned control, before it was too late for my body to heal. I look forward to days when my body can handle the large servings again, but with knowing better so I won’t hurt myself again.
After savoring my tiny handful of wild bliss, I continued on to my car.
As I neared I saw a very large bird drop from the tree to the ground just inside the wild untamed areas. I wanted to know what bird I saw, and cued up my camera as I walked closer. As I neared a jogger rushed by and scared the bird back up into the tree. I hit the camera button as fast as I could and thought for certain I had caught the bird in a picture.
I had not, as if to emphasize the message of the damselflies.
I walked even closer hoping to snap a picture of it sitting on the tree limb. I was almost in view and it took off into the forest. Again my picture taking abilities failed. However, I did figure out it was a great horned owl, out for my viewing pleasure, and over 2 hours before sunset. That is such a wonderful treat.
Again I am super appreciative of the moment, a rare treat to see a big beautiful raptor, relatively close and when they are supposed to be sleeping. I’m also glad no small pets were present as owls that large do like to eat little fluffy creatures.
It is all part of life.
Beauty, tranquility, peace, and even potentially hazardous, even deadly things are all part of life.
I choose to be grateful for living and finding my way around and through the scary and hazardous things. I choose to let God heal my body and keep me safe from further harm. I would love to see the rest of the world find that alignment, but that is not something I can affect or control. I now know that I am not perfect at maintaining my alignment, but once I falter, I now know how to climb up much more quickly and effectively. For all of that knowing I am eternally grateful.
May you find your moments of bliss. May you have a knowing that life is not only worth living, but worth savoring too. May you know that your eyes and ears are tools for a far greater observer than that of your human self. May you appreciate all the special moments that are just for you. May you know that God would rather you be surprised and delighted than living in fear. May you know that you are generally safe and your time to go is only when you desire a different vantage point that your current body can’t facilitate. May you know that God loves and supports you regardless of the name you call God or the language you use.
Siva Hir Su