While journeying through cancer, Debbie embraced Nature as her companion, teacher and healer. She recognized Nature as the storyteller and was eager for new revelations with each meditation. Enjoy her journal reflections.
Another gray, cloudy day - no wind, very still. Watching and waiting, I see a squirrel foraging at the base of a tree. Suddenly, two red-tailed hawks swooped into the woods toward the squirrel, silent, purposeful, powerful and majestic. The squirrel quickly hid and the woods became alive with the chattering of chipmunks and birds warning each other of the danger. Resting in the trees only for a moment, the hawks flew away as if, they were a fearless team of reconnaissance soldiers planning with certainty their next move. Thomas Merton thought hawks
ought to be studied by saints and contemplatives, because hawks know their business and like Merton,
I wish I knew my business as well as the hawk.
Gracefully the hawk hovers...
the forest falls silent waiting to see
if the great bird has devoured it's prey.
"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart.
Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens."
~ Carl Jung
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