Night has fallen, candles have been lit; outside, the cold has taken hold again and the snow and ice crunch under my boots and Shai’s paws.
Today was glorious – bright sun, warm enough to feed the birds and fill up the pond in just a heavy flannel shirt. I took a trip to the post office – 8 miles and 20 minutes on a good day when the gravel roads aren’t too snowy, icy, or muddy. Shai is disappointed on days when he can’t go for a ride in the car and I try not to disappointment my furry little buddy.
Instead of falling to the temptation of scurrying around today for unnecessary errands – busy for the sake of busy – I slowed down to the pace of the sabbath. Peaceful. Open. Curious.
There were so many tracks left in the snow today – I don’t yet know how to identify them all, but clearly the local wild critters have been busy. I did catch a glimpse of a jack rabbit bounding across the snow and then through the snow-covered field. Long ears and long legs and speedy as can be.
The hare is a larger, stronger, and more solitary creature, tougher than the rabbit. Hares don’t live in warrens or have maternity nests, in fact young hares are born so well-developed that they can fend for themselves within a few hours of their birth. At this moment in my life, I can certainly relate the hare, having chosen a solitary life and willing to leap up and scamper away at the first sign of a crowd.
I find it best to learn about the actual animal and consider how it relates to your own life rather than going to books that tell you what something means. Some of it is traditional knowledge, some of it is appropriate only to the culture where it originated. Instead, learn about the creatures themselves and let your intuition guide you toward your own personal symbology.
This evening I’ve chosen Journey oracle cards by Sudie Rakusin. The two cards that emerged were:
“I woke to a voice in my head saying, “Sanctus Cumulus: Latin Saint of Clouds,” and I knew I would create my own saints. I made a list of potential ‘job descriptions’: the saint of winds and breezes; the saint of lost dreams; the saint of right choices; saints for trees and flowers, dances and song. Thanks to the Internet, I was able to choose a country for each saint and find the correct words and spellings for her name in the appropriate language: Welsh, Spanish, Swedish, French, Swahili. This set the stage for me to paint saints of various nationalities and create a multicultural canon I came to call The Chorus of Saints.”
I love the combination of these two cards – the Saint of Right Choices emphasizes approaching your belief systems consciously as you form you own code of ethics and move toward living out your convictions in the world. The Pythia (a title for the women who served as oracles at the temple of Delphi in Greece) reminds us to celebrate our own sacred wisdom, engaging in rituals both personal and public that connect us with the Divine.
In order to make the ‘right’ choices you have to know what ‘right’ means to you. What are your values? What do you treasure? Are you living your life in accordance with your values or are you still carrying around the values you were taught as a child but have little meaning in your current life?
It’s almost impossible to connect with your own sacred wisdom, with what we call the Inner Self, if you don’t know what’s important to you. There’s too much static on the line to the Divine. The rituals we perform — whether formal and religious, established and spiritual, personal and improvised — are effective and meaningful only if they are grounded in what we value.
Bright blessings to all!
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