photo courtesy of Allaboutbirds.com

This morning’s ritual included a mantra for wisdom, 108 times to be exact.  Later in the day I went in search of some new sandlas…it’s hot here in Arizona. While trying on some sandals at my local Marshalls, I saw a bird fly into the store. I immediately thought “oh poor bird”. I knew that in addition to him becoming scared, some of the people in the store would also become sacred. Sure enough, he flew around the store, people began to scream, the bird become nervous which made him fly faster and made more people scream.  The staff came out and grabbed clothes off the rack with the hangers attached, attempting to catch this bird. I was standing there praying that the staff would open the doors and that he would just fly out. Finally, the staff did open the doors but he just kept flying around the store.

I so desperately wanted to help this bird, I stood there sending out unspoken words, asking that he calm down and relax for a few seconds so he could observe the situation and find his way. This went on for a good 4 to 5 minutes. The next thing I knew he landed within 1 foot of me. I was shocked, this wasn’t a bird – it was a Burrowing Owl!

He looked tired, he almost slouched and looked right at me. I felt so blessed that he landed in front of me, all I could do at the moment was begin talking to him. So there I was, standing in the shoe aisle at my local Marshall’s talking to the owl and everyone in the store was standing there – looking at me talking to this owl. I told him how beautiful he was and that he would be safe but he needed to be calm. I told him he needed to fly out on his own or allow them to help him. He tilted his head a little, as if  he acknowledged our conversation. He straightened up and took flight again. It was seriously such an awesome moment. He flew towards the dressing room, I prayed for him again and somehow within a few minutes the staff was able to catch him and put him outside. He was safe and he took flight.

I don’t believe in coincidence, so having an owl land right in front of me inside of Marshall’s in the shoe department has me paying attention and ready to receive the message. Owl’s represent wisdom, intuition & change. The ability to see what others take for granted or do not see. 

Getting adjusted to our new life in our new home in Arizona has been both exciting and challenging. Finding our new community, schools for our daughters in the fall, new jobs, a yoga studio to teach at. Heck, just trying to find Costco requires the use of Mapquest. All of that is okay, we came here with full knowledge that being here was in essence, starting all over again. But I do get impatient for all the right answers, the right places, the right people. Yep, it’s was getting to me this morning and I was calling in wisdom to help me with some choices or clear paths for the right answers.

Talking to this owl today (yes, the owl and I talked just ask everyone in the store) brought me the preceptive, the wisdom I need in this moment. We will find the right jobs, even if it takes us a few jobs in between, our girls will be fine at their new schools and I will find a place that sells really great boba. (Seriously though…we haven’t found good boba place yet so if you know of any please let me know) So long as I am able to slow down, have faith, follow my intuition and allow change to come in it’s own time: all will be safe. All will unfold as and when it is meant to be.

So thank you Mr. Burrowing Owl, thank you for the moment of a lifetime. If he can slow down and just allow things to happen for his highest and greatest good, so can I.

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2 comments on “A Ritual for Wisdom”

  1. This brought tears to my eyes! What a blessed occurrence. May you continue to recognize wisdom and assistance as it is offered. Much Love <3

    • Tammye, I am so happy you saw this! I started to tear up as I explained the events to my girls yesterday. Even more so because they got it! These beautiful young ladies I’m raising have old souls and they got it! I am so extremely blessed. Much love to you too. xoxo, Annette

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