I love to meditate. I love connecting to the Universe and gleaning messages from the Spirits, God, Ancestors, Everything out there. Or in here.
Usually my meditation is a journey meditation wrapped up like a gift in layers of blessings and prayer and ritual. A process to create a gateway into the Heavens and meet with my guides. It's delicious and so fulfilling. I feel my spirit grow every time I meditate this way.
Lately I've had the opportunity to speak a number of times with a woman, Floria, who told me to meditate daily and enjoy the experience more often. I balked, saying I don't always have time for such a lengthy process. She said, Just do it. Fifteen minutes, remove some of the ritual and save that for when you do have time...
So I tried. Not only did I remove the ritual, but I've been meditating while sitting on the couch, morning coffee still in hand. I still say a small prayer and have an intention in place but I'm doing it. And guess what? It's working! I can still connect and feel that interaction. I'm thrilled and often moved by this daily experience. Thank you Floria.
That's not the end of this post though...
Since the storm, Dorian blew through, my Crow family have been acting strange and not coming to get the food I put out for them anymore. I've also been decluttering and have removed a LOT of feathers from my house, which, instead of burying ceremoniously and respectfully, I thought, I'll do that later, and threw them haphazardly into the back yard. Perhaps the Crows took offense, or thought the feather pile was a crow.... Anyhow, I mourn the loss of their friendship and pray for their return.
Another recent change was the acquiring of an eliptical which I've been using in place of running outside - being a fair weather runner, I don't enjoy the cold, dark and windy mornings of Fall/Winter. Thus depriving myself of the meditative connection I enjoy with nature that I get from from outdoor running.
This morning , as I was enjoying the calm of Sunday morning coffee, revelling in the peace of post-birthday party, pre-waking up of the sleepover guest and the daughter, I decided to do my "coffee meditation".
Among other Spirits, I saw a fledgling Crow, He was very small and not very strong, new and vulnerable. I took Him in my arms and swaddled Him and loved Him.
"Go running," I heard. Okay. I said... thinking, "is that just my guilt for all the cookies and cake I ate at the party yesterday? "
"Go running. Every day," I heard.
"I don't know if I can...." I thought. That's a tall order.
So I thanked the Spirits and got dressed and went running. A beautiful day. I took many photos of the gorgeous Halifax Harbour as usual, still thinking, why on Earth would the Universe tell me to go running?
I ran my usual route - about 5k - and enjoyed the sunshine and the water... as I rounded the corner, feeling pretty good, I stopped dead in my tracks. The LOVE TREE is gone. Blood rushed from my face. The LOVE TREE's branches literally spelled out love, which i discovered on my New Year's Day walk this year (If you follow me on Insta- you may remember the post). It was my touchstone. I was shocked. Numb. Dorian had knocked it over and it lay there, root up, unmoving. I didn't know what to do... Was this what the Universe wanted me to see?? I don't understand.
So I ran to my midpoint and returned. Stopping repeatedly to steady myself from openly weeping. I was visibly shaken by the loss of this tree. And my Crow family. I continued on, angry, sad. Then it occurred to me, I have been heading strongly in a new life direction lately, and the volume is being turned up. I've been saying, "Okay, I'm ready!" But I think I'm ready for far more than I think I am. My comforts are being taken away to be replaced by new, exciting things. Big things. Dorian blew through and brought big changes, methinks.
The whole of my being was electric, sometimes you just know, and as I looked back before heading back to my house a Great Eagle flew by. That's it, confirmation.
"Okay, I'm ready."
And now I steady myself for what's ahead...