Day 10: Presence

The cloud formations are beautiful this morning. Streaks of amber rise as the dawn brightens and I soon will come face to face to the full power of Grandfather Sun. No one will knock on my door for a couple of hours.

I am alone in the presence of All That Is.

Basking in Presence.

For all of my life, it has been my morning practice to sit, or walk, and listen to God speak. To honor that one who has many names and faces. In the silence today, I read and meditate with the first Book of God. For the past nine days, I have not opened a book. The Quakers taught me that Nature, our precious living Earth, is the first book of God. I have been opened up to an even more profound embodied experience through this trauma.

Trauma can be simply defined as an event or set of circumstances that causes intense physical or psychological stress reactions.

From the moment I went flying up on the hood of the car, I was aware that something more than an ‘accident’ was happening to me. It will take the rest of my life to fully metabolize this powerful shock, but as Thomas Hubl, one of my most powerful teachers says:

“The medicine is already within the pain and suffering. You just have to look deeply and quietly. Then you realize it has been there the whole time."

And God shows up in with healing in her wings. For decades, Nature has been the primary voice of the holy, and she pulled out all stops in her magical organ of joy this morning. While I’m still lying in bed, gazing out at the dawn, a majestic hawk with wings billowing, lands on the roofline across the garden courtyard. Only a dark raptor silhouette, but I feel this being arrives in this moment to herald this new day with power. Suddenly another hawk lands. They appear to be juvenile birds, but as I am in the shadow they are not easily identified.

The two shrill at each other playfully, flapping their wings, as they gaze into the sun. My heart soars with courage at this blessing, this visitation.

It also fills me with laughter; one of my dearest soul guides is named HeartHawk. HA! We’ve been soulfully flying together for the past five years, as she supports me in this season of elder initiation.

We were gleefully dancing on that roof together, bathing in sunbeams of Love.

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To all who are reading this:

It’s time to learn to fly beyond our wounds and the limitations of human capacity!

What presence lies in the shadow of Light today?

Who is with you in your pilgrimage on and with this living Earth?

Who knows you deeply and keenly? Intimately partnered. Companioned in joy and sorrow.

It’s time to heal our traumatized bones through our relationships in the Greater Community of Life.

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