After the moose had disappeared from sight, I continued up the dirt track made by vehicles driving directly on the earth. In a few places the deep ruts told the tale of mud and I remembered a truck that had once almost gotten stuck there one muddy spring when the driver came to haul away my 100-pound propane tanks. I went south, following the call of the “come to me” bird.
When I reached the south end of my property I crossed the fence line and followed an old logging trail to a spot I had never seen before. There I found four downed fir. Two had been cut and abandoned, and two had fallen on their own. Although this was over five years ago, and I have never been to this exact spot since, I can vividly recall the orientation of the trees, and the sadness I felt about the trees that had been cut and abandoned. I counted the rings on one of the cut trees and discovered that it was 275 years old. I offered Reiki for the trees and the land, apologizing for the stupidity of the people who had cut down these magnificent trees. I prayed for the awakening and healing of the planet and my people.
I kept walking, seeking higher ground that was touched by the sun already. I wanted to find a spot in the sun to rest and meditate. It is a long day, wandering from dawn to dusk with no food! So part of the way I fill the day is to linger over my daily practices of meditation and yoga. I had a pack with rain clothes, spare socks, water for the day, and my journal and pen. As the day warmed up it would hold my gloves and hat, and gradually other layers of clothing too. The rain clothes have never been useful in the rain, but on this day they served me well as a yoga mat and meditation cushion. I spread them under a tree that was touched by the sun, but as soon as I sat down three spiders parachuted down beside me. Feeling somewhat like Ms. Muffet, I moved to the hill beside the tree and sat down to meditate. That accomplished, I moved onto some flat ground to take a nap! It is interesting how my eyes view nature in such a utilitatarian way. Spots for naps, for yoga, for sitting, for lying down! But it is a wonderful thing to lay down in green grass in sunlight to take a nap. To be continued…
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