Suddenly we were at the end of the Eagle dreaming country,we had walked to the limit of the elder' s country. There, between the countries, Lachlan had spotted an eagle, resting on the ground just a few short feet from us!
We felt it was a sign, a strong one, to stop and give thanks, take stock of where we had been and where we were going. But the group had gone on ahead and we were being told that we all had to walk quickly across the causeway as someone ahead with an orange flag was going to stop traffic for us. Gauging the situation with my truck driver's eye I quickly yelled out "there is no way we are going to do that" and single file with no children would be the only safe way. We went under the causeway, through exquisite flowers and expansive views. I knew there and then that the land had gifted me fwith a sign, a warning and now blessings of the flowers.
This was the first day without our guide and there seemed to be a straining for leadership with ego entangled and a slip stream of panic from suddenly having such massive trucks hurtling past us.
'God grant me the courage to change the things I can change,
the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
and the wisdom to know the difference.'
It has taken me two blogs to partly capture this lesson which only took a moment to happen but the lesson under pins our modern ego and the drive that takes us as individuals away from our collective intelligence.
It also holds hands with our limited understanding of time, place and space which are governed within the confines of measurement. "How far are we walking today?" 25kms or 30kms, with a headwind for the former and a tail wind for the latter, which is further? "How long will it take to get there?" A wonderful communion with nature while we walk will make short time out of any stretch. Signs in nature are gifts and deviations of the mind at wonder are communion with spirit. Getting to the desired outcome does not necessarily achieve the aim if the intent is peace then the unfolding moments already contain that.
As mother of four children out here, I must check every thought and nip my ego in the bud so that spirit can safeguard us with strength that far outweighs our precarious position.
Sent from my Motorola ATRIX™
We felt it was a sign, a strong one, to stop and give thanks, take stock of where we had been and where we were going. But the group had gone on ahead and we were being told that we all had to walk quickly across the causeway as someone ahead with an orange flag was going to stop traffic for us. Gauging the situation with my truck driver's eye I quickly yelled out "there is no way we are going to do that" and single file with no children would be the only safe way. We went under the causeway, through exquisite flowers and expansive views. I knew there and then that the land had gifted me fwith a sign, a warning and now blessings of the flowers.
This was the first day without our guide and there seemed to be a straining for leadership with ego entangled and a slip stream of panic from suddenly having such massive trucks hurtling past us.
'God grant me the courage to change the things I can change,
the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
and the wisdom to know the difference.'
It has taken me two blogs to partly capture this lesson which only took a moment to happen but the lesson under pins our modern ego and the drive that takes us as individuals away from our collective intelligence.
It also holds hands with our limited understanding of time, place and space which are governed within the confines of measurement. "How far are we walking today?" 25kms or 30kms, with a headwind for the former and a tail wind for the latter, which is further? "How long will it take to get there?" A wonderful communion with nature while we walk will make short time out of any stretch. Signs in nature are gifts and deviations of the mind at wonder are communion with spirit. Getting to the desired outcome does not necessarily achieve the aim if the intent is peace then the unfolding moments already contain that.
As mother of four children out here, I must check every thought and nip my ego in the bud so that spirit can safeguard us with strength that far outweighs our precarious position.
Sent from my Motorola ATRIX™
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