Owl Feather - Autumn Meditation
“Grace meets us where we are at, but never leaves us where it finds us”
Annie Lamont
My friend the owl left a gift of grace for me this morning.
A solitary feather, etched in varying shades of brown, lay gently on my Creekside trail...
This masterpiece of beauty - her soft marker - left a trace of her Sojourn...
Her release is now
My treasure..
My inspiration...
My morning prayer.
Pausing,
I take note
Of the changing colors on the vines,
The leaves on the ground,
The cooling air,
The shorter days.
The approaching Season sings a different tune
than yesterday’s.
The voice of autumn is
Change -
Release -
Let Go -
In order to make way for the new...
Within Nature’s divine template is the temple of Becoming.
In tune with nature, the wise one sheds what is ready to be released.
Leaving in its wake the memory and fragrance of freedom.
Surrender in flight.
Feather at my feet
Invites me
To leave a legacy of beauty on my trail…
To lead a life that embodies a signature of Presence.
Simple and beautiful in its offering.
Feather to my heart
Reminds me
To let go…
Of Judgement
Entitlement
Expectation.
To be willing to release what does not serve,
What distorts love and separates us.
To breathe… deeply breathe
And be willing to release falseness into thin air.
Feather
Sings to me
“Keep your heart as light as a Feather”.
“Open your wings in wonder”
”Catch the winds of expanse - and know your Self.”
Feather sits now at the base of my computer.
Creating a makeshift altar amidst the messiness and clutter...
Feather winks as she reminds me
“All is holy... even the messy things, the daily things...
There are no little things.
Everything is of God.
It’s okay”
My teacher now,
Feather continues to speak to me of
Magnificence in flight
And the keen insights borne of night time vision..
To be unafraid
Of the dark night.
To wonder
At the stars.
To learn
From the quiet.
To rest.
To rest... yes
I sigh...
And to my surprise
The feather lifts and floats...
...dancing in this
Unexpected movement.
She teases and teaches of surprise and laughter - and shared moments
As good, as really good, medicine.
She settles anew.
Smiling, my feather - my friend now -
Reminds me we are of the same Source...
It is one Life we share
And there is joy and magic therein.
Feather at my feet.
Feather to my heart.
Feather upon my altar.
Gift of the earth.
Wings of my soul.
Love of the journey.
Feather to heart -
Heart to feather.
Together we walk.
In this beauty may I walk.
Grace found me on my nature trail this morning...
But did not leave me where it found me.
