Knock, Knock!
I had the opportunity to sleep in the other day and took advantage of it.
I was deep in a dream when I became aware of a knocking sound.
Knock! Knock, knock!
Go back and remember
I decided to spend some time journaling to ask Elen of the Ways what she had to tell me. After all, she didn’t just show up because Maine is an awesome place to vacation (although it is, that’s true).
Why did she show up in my life now? Not last month or last year. I did some Automatic Writing and got some interesting messages. One of them was this:
Remember the Salamanders.
Salamanders? Um, what? And then I did remember.
When I was a girl, I used to sort of collect salamanders. I would find them in the woods under rotting logs and capture them, and then put them in a shoe box. I’d bring them home and keep them on the back porch for a while. My mother was pretty tolerant of all kinds of animals but I wonder if the salamanders pushed that boundary. Probably not. Of course, i did let them go.
Owls!
I am not sure when it happened, but at some point I realized that owls have special meaning to me. I love it when I notice them, and even more when they notice me.
Artemis, a saw-whet owl.
My husband and I took advantage of the Owl Prowl Series offered by The Center for Wildlife in York, Maine. About 35 people of all ages showed up for this talk even though it was only in the 30’s outside.
Lesson: Love of owls trumps cold weather.
It was held in a covered area, but we were still outside. I wished I had put on long underwear and that I had double-socked. Some people brought towels or blankets to sit on (those wood benches were cold!) but most of us just sucked it up and then forgot about the cold once the talk began and the ‘Owl Ambassadors’ came out to meet us. (Okay, full disclosure–my husband gave up his gloves for me to sit on … my bum was cold!!! 🙂 )
Animal guides
Verde River, Camp Verde, Az. Great Blue Heron photo by Esther Shapiro used with permission
Last week I was driving by the river near my house and saw a Great Blue Heron from the corner of my eye. Amazing! So beautiful! He (I believe) held himself motionless in the river for several seconds so that I could be sure of what I was seeing.
My husband said, “You probably just saw a stick.”
A day or so later, passing by the same river, I saw it again! I had the exact same thought that I am having now as I tell you about it: Amazing!
This time my husband was with me and also saw it. Stick? Ha! I think not!
I was sorry I wasn’t able to get a photo of my heron, and then the next day when I went to work, there he was! The Great Blue Heron was sitting in my email inbox, sent by a friend and colleague, Esther,(who wrote a wonderful book that I reviewed on my other blog, kwrites (just click on her name to read the book review).
How much is that doggie?
I met a doggie at Zen and Company that my friends Sue and Don are fostering. A troubled dog. A dog that was in trouble. The kind of dog that probably wouldn’t be the first choice of many people to take home. An imperfect dog. Flawed.
Her name? Here’s the thing: whenever I think, What’s her name? I immediately hear, “Ivy”. But that’s not her name.
Her name is Piper Sage. Piper Sage is the luckiest unlucky dog in the world, because she is now with Sue and Don, who have big compassionate hearts that are wrapping Ivy–I mean Piper–in love and protection and support right now. They have done it before for other dogs, and they will surely do it again for new, as yet unmet, dogs. Lucky dogs.
Karen Creamer
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