Crow's Lesson

 Crow's lesson is to work...walk without fear even if the way is not clear...trust your intuition and the animals that cross your path to guide you...

Soul Wolf Journey?

The story of (not the reality of) this Life I call "mine" hits me every morning when I wake up. I slip from perfect awareness of the present moment's reality: the gentle sunlight pouring through the cracks in the curtain,  the smelll of new  apple blossoms carried on the breeze, the wagging tails and trusting eyes of my pets, the miraculous function of this body as I get out of bed and stretch...and right down into the "ugh!" story in my head.  Sigh!

I have  recently been hit in the face with some other big "woes" and though I am handling these things better than I would in the past, (they consume me much less than they would of)...they are there and I wonder, like I did this morning, "Now...how am I going to get out of this mess, this time?" 

Once again, I am at the verge of losing the bit of material stability/identity I have left...been losing and clinging...losing and clinging for almost 15 years now...since the time I had to go off work and later reduce my hours because of health issues. This really isn't a result of poor money management on my part...I am able to do amazing things with little.  I don't need a lot.  This is a result of giving too much of "me" away before Self was ready to let go, before I truly understood what letting go meant. It is a result of being mixed up...confusing selflessness and service with people pleasing. It is a result of putting the needs of others (mostly their egos) above  my own. 

I have been clinging so long to this house, to this bit of whatever I have left materially for others, and now I am tired of clinging. A big change has to come. I have to let go of what I have been clinging to and let others find their way. I think I could survive any outcome...I really do...what held me back was always the question, "Can they?" I have been buffering suffering and creating more suffering in return. Suffering is something people need to learn to go through...by understanding it at its roots.  The only way out is through.  I wasn't helping anyone by doing the suffering for them, least of all myself. 

Anyway, I ramble.  I mention this because this was on my mind for a few weeks weighing me down. I know a big change is needed to be made. Well, during this time of contemplating change,  I befreinded a crow. I have been feeding the crows for years now...I usually start the season off with one, then two, and then before I know it there is a murder appearing on my line cawing at me to feed them. Well, for now there is one...a juvenille maybe?  I am not sure.  He knows me.  He comes to me when I call if he is around.  He will make these little swoops right over my head before settling on a branch an arm length away.  I can get really close to this guy. I can look up at him and talk and he listens. If anyone else comes near he flies away. Though I haven't a word out loud regarding my worries, somehow I share them in those moments connecting with this crow.

Anyway, he also always sees me with one of my cats who loves to be outdoors. Anything with any emotional intelligence would recognize there was a bond between this cat and I if they were to see us together. I ws very surprised to see how much emotional intelligence a crow has.

Well, my cat got chased up a tree yetserday by the neighbor's dog...high up a tree. (This happens quite frequently). So, I went out with D. to coax her down.  The crow, I think was  flying overhead with a new mate possibly? and spotted us. He turned around and landed on a tree nearby. His mate landed on a tree further away before flying off. 

We needed to climb the tree to get to Sylvester. I was holding the ladder and D. was climbing. The crow flew to a tree closer.  I continued to speak to my cat in an attempt to coach her to come down. She wouldn't move.  The crow flew to a branch on a tree  right next to the tree Sylvester was on and began to caw and caw.  It was not a threatening caw or anything...Sylvester did not seem one bit disturbed by it but she did look at the crow as if she was listening. She attempted to move down to the next branch and stalled again. The crow flew to the branch she was on ...a hand breath away from her...and began to caw again. Sylvester seemed to listen and moved down a little lower before getting scared and moving back up to the secure branch. The crow flew to the branch right above her and just sat there. Then he flew off and I watched as he circled the sky above our heads as if warning would-be predators to stay away.  He came back and sat on a tree beside the tree the cat was on and watched and waited. We got my cat down. I watched , afterwards, as she scurried off somewhere to get her bearings. I then looked over my left shoulder and there was the crow on the branch behind me...so close I could easily reach up and touch him. He was just sitting there watching. I smiled and thanked him.  He flew off. I went into get him some peanuts as a thank you.  I called him and he came back to eat the peanuts.  I knew that crow was trying to help us get the cat down! More importantly, he was offering me a vlauable lesson. He showed me the reality of Life without the story.

Anyway, I bring that up because it filled my heart with light to see this sense of cooperation and interbeingness in a crow. It put a renewed trust in nature and Life into me. Everything is helping everything else even if we can't see it happening.  I knew at that moment that though I would hate to lose my yard with these amazing creatures in it...I would be okay; we would all be okay. We will get down from this tree and we will get universal support to do so. Life has the back of all beings including me.

Trust the animals that cross your path...

I absolutely love crows!!!

All is well.