I’m finding my way back to my heart. I should know by now that whenever I begin to judge someone or something, I’m slipping away from Love. Still, some things are so appalling, it’s like getting hit in the gut and it takes a bit of time to pull yourself back together. At least, that’s what happened to me. And, to let me know I’m back on track, my two hawk friends circled over me several times this morning. I was so happy to see them! It must be a state-of- being that attracts them–all uptight and they don’t see us. There was once a TV fantasy series where the main character could see through his animal friend’s eyes to know who needed help. I want to be just like him when I grow up.:)
Now that I think about it, a couple of weeks before my attitude-loss, I saw two large hawks on a roof two buildings down from us. They were impressive—the biggest I’d seen around here. I looked up at them and there was no contact made; it was like my greeting hit a wall and bounced back. Strange, I thought. Then I began to feel that if I were smaller, like a guinea pig or a rabbit, I would have been their lunch that day. I wanted to shoo them away! I was surprised because I had assumed all of God’s creatures were our friends. I’m not sure what was happening, but I think I’ll go with a dark wizard sent a couple of his minions as red-tailed hawks to check me out. Hah! My kids will cringe if they read this. Hey, I love fantasies—what can I say?
Many blessings sent your way for today and the weekend.