Flying and the Owl’s Nest April 29, 1994
This morning while meditating I had a wonderful experience. I ran to the edge of a cliff and let go. I now know what it feels like to fly like a bird. I had no fear. I felt so free and as though I had no troubles in this world. Now when I look up in the sky and see birds overhead I know what it is they feel, the absolute joy of flight.
This is especially wonderful because of my terrible fear of heights. To experience this freedom of movement and not be afraid was a wonderful gift. Because of this I feel it important to mention the experience I had last week which may somehow be connected.
On this day I could hear my friend the owl calling outside, and when I was certain it had not moved on I put on my shoes and sweater and went outside to find him. I listened and when I heard him call I went toward the sound, not yet seeing him. I climbed over the pasture fence and went into the trees following the call. Whenever I walked he stopped calling, and when I stopped to listen again he would call. It was as if he was leading me to him.
The closer I felt I was getting the more he called, still not seeing him. I stopped in front of a very tall tree waiting to hear his voice once again. But rather than call, he flew from the nest in the tree right in front of me. How extraordinary! He bought me to his home which I would never have found had he not led me there.
We were moving from this place soon, heading to B.C. to start anew. Patrick always wanted to live in B.C., so even though we had no set plans for a home or job we packed up our things, put them in storage—save our camping gear, and headed out on our next adventure. This was an exceptional parting gift from my friend; to be given the honour of knowing where he lived and how close he was to our home. Even as I write this so many years later I realize I miss seeing him and reflect on how fortunate I was.
As we left our long winding driveway for the last time turning onto the main road, I saw a feather in the sky gently floating to the ground. Telling Patrick to stop I jumped out expecting to find it on the road, yet in spite of searching for quite a while it was never found.
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