Written during a waning moon in the sign of Cancer on a day ruled by Venus
In my cleaning and organizing frenzy I have even attacked the bookcase in my special room and found a small treasure. I am sure I have mentioned this book before, but in case you missed that mention, it is called The Sidhe by John Matthews. LINK
This is a book of channeled material, and to be honest, I am not really a fan of this type of thing. However, the information channeled stuck a cord with me, as it speaks to my own beliefs. I decided, since it is not a heavy or long read, that I would give it a second read and I have done so, in small bits, over the course of several days. In one section the message channeled had to do with how one would begin to reconnect with the spirits of living things, especially in nature. Although I do this from time to time, I decided to make it a more regular activity, as in my every day.
Yesterday was a beautiful day so I put the laundry in a basket, took it outside and started
to cause a nasty downpour by hanging it on the clothesline. While out there I began to look at the ultra green almost glowing ground cover that grows in this area, and then I started to really look, trying to see more than the surface impressions, but there was this strange buzzing sound distracting me. At first I assumed it was some lawn maintenance device being used in the neighborhood, as these are the modern day sounds of summer, and continued to go about my business hanging clothes. As I looked up to clip the clothespin to the towel, however, I saw that the buzzing was coming from a beautiful hummingbird hovering inches from me. I looked up and just watched this strange and beautiful creature. The bird went from my clothes line to the neighbor's line, also quite close to me, and just hovered and looked at me, as I quietly looked back without moving, trying out my new habit of different seeing. Back and forth the bird went, from line to line, watching me until I looked up from the laundry and saw that I was once again alone, knowing as one does, that this was not at all a coincidence.
Needless to say, this experience prompted me to continue the practice of seeing with "different" eyes. Of course it's easier to begin with nature, but it's likely to be quite illuminating to practice this activity with other humans, learning to see the spirit/sacred in them as well. How could one be immediately judgmental or impatient if you are able to see the truth, the reality of things, instead of summing a person up on a matter of minutes? More importantly, how wonderful it would be if we could/would really see, and understand the bond between all living things?