Ever since this summer I have been thinking a lot about vultures. I read that they are the only being who lives outside of the predator/prey cycle. That their "duty" is transformation. I love to watch them on the wing. I read that they always migrate on the equinox. I watched for them on that day last month. But it was stormy, dreary, rainy. And it has been pretty much dreary and rainy since. Today was a gorgeous, vivid autumn day. I decided to walk, to absorb the beauty of the day. As I was beginning the trek back up the hill, I saw two vultures swirl in the air, dipping and soaring back up on the wind. I stopped in awe. And there were more and more. I counted 14 or 16. I stopped to watch them. Then I looked to the north and there were three more. It filled my heart. I wondered if this was the beginning of their migration, or if this was a northern clan just making their way through here as they travel to warmer places.
I have a Cherokee friend who told me that when animals do things to attract your attention, they are working with you. I hope that the vulture is working with me. I know they were with me as I traveled to Oregon and back. And they soared over my son's backyard when I was out in the sunshine with my granddaughter.
I thought a lot about surrender as I walked. I thought about putting down my weapons, and trusting the world. I am just not quite sure how to do that. I am so comfortable in hiding that I don't know how to emerge...as I stated that in my mind, I had a flash of the birthing image - of being born into harsh light. Perhaps surrendering will be like that...being reborn, and being as vulnerable as an infant. Hopefully I can control the infantile moments!
I also thought about money. I am afraid to let go and just spend any because I have been trapped without so frequently in my life. I had the impression that I have a block, a psychic or psychological block about money. Maybe because I don't see my value, I don't allow myself any rewards or abundance. I wondered how to open the block and be a conduit of abundance.
Here's hoping I sleep tonight...here's hoping I figure out how to get through or under the swamp. I will persevere!
Hugs,
C.
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