Flight of the Geese

I went to my favourite walking place in Victoria today, Elk Lake, where I first went soon after reading "The Reluctant Psychic" the first time I visited Victoria. It's always held a special spot in my heart since that first time, one balmy BC March about ten years ago, before the huge storm wiped out some beautiful old trees along the path by the lake. That time, a wolf-like dog walked by me, looked at me for a long while, then slowly strode ahead. He or she looked just like the wolf described in Dianne's aforementioned book, the wolf who created a bond with her then invited her into its den to view its cubs. I wished I'd had such an opportunity to relate to the creatures of the wild, and I took this dog's visit to me as a sign. So much so that until its owner walked by, I thought the pup was a figment of my imagination!

Today, after I did my walking meditation then sat down to listen to my buddhist gongyo prayer, I just stared out into the lake, admiring how the trees reflected on the glass surface, revelling in how this looked like a postcard, and how surreal it wall was.

Then I heard the screaming of geese across the lake, a cacaphony actually, as if a great meeting was happening, and before I knew it, they soared into the air one by one, did a l80 and flew right over me--a "V" of outstretched necks, wings and god itself. And for that brief, beautiful minute, I became no longer just one with the trees and lake, but one with all of nature herself.

In the spaciousness that walking and sitting meditation provides, I walked back to my car, stared out at the lake for one more swan song, thought about how how the trees aross the water felt connected with my self, and a message swept through me from the ether.

It said, "this is how the world is supposed to always feel to us and how we are always suppposed to feel in the world; it's just that our thinking messes it up." It reminded me of what astronaut Edgar Mitchell said to melast summer... " There is no such thing as paranormal; it is all normal." I couldn't have felt more that way myself.