At first, Mary, the white pelican, believed that the group was finished with their work. How could they have finished, if she kept running things over and over again in her mind? Then she felt a thump her heart and that was even more scary. She was flying north away from Dominica but her left-wing kept dropping and pulling her into a circle.
Meanwhile Phil’s writing group told him on Tuesday that they believed that the animals should resume the story. They also said, in a polite way, that the animals were more interesting than Phil’s philosophical stuff.
This morning Phil had a brief but significant conversation with Buddy, the agouti, who is paired with Hummy in the story. Coincidences were piling up.
Two weeks ago Phil began 11th Step meditation. He had no idea what led him to this particular sequence. When he finished, his prodigal foster son called asking to return to the AA group. The threads kept on weaving.
Meanwhile Phil’s writing group told him on Tuesday that they believed that the animals should resume the story. They also said, in a polite way, that the animals were more interesting than Phil’s philosophical stuff.
This morning Phil had a brief but significant conversation with Buddy, the agouti, who is paired with Hummy in the story. Coincidences were piling up.
Two weeks ago Phil began 11th Step meditation. He had no idea what led him to this particular sequence. When he finished, his prodigal foster son called asking to return to the AA group. The threads kept on weaving.
Adding to the fabric, an intuition pumped into Phil’s heart, completely bypassing his aging brain. The story that the animals were telling need not have an ending, but was a never-ending story. Some of the animals may have wandered off, hormonally driven, mated and returned as sons and daughters, and even grand-dragonflies.
Meanwhile, Mary felt the wind blowing her towards Dominica. Was it part of the fabric that was leading toward a restoration of the double circle animal group? The threads were mysteriously being woven. When she first approached the northern tip of Dominica, she realized how much of the vegetation was restored and in full bloom following the ravages of Hurricane Maria. The various shades of green were both striking and brilliant . Many of the trees were regaining their footing. Mom Nature was at work.
Mary, the white Pelican, hoped to get the animals to renew the double circle group. As she swooped down for a closer look, she saw a nearby table rock under the shade of a surviving mango tree and felt tears of joy seeing several of her animal group gathered below. The connecting treads were weaving a fabric.
Meanwhile, Mary felt the wind blowing her towards Dominica. Was it part of the fabric that was leading toward a restoration of the double circle animal group? The threads were mysteriously being woven. When she first approached the northern tip of Dominica, she realized how much of the vegetation was restored and in full bloom following the ravages of Hurricane Maria. The various shades of green were both striking and brilliant . Many of the trees were regaining their footing. Mom Nature was at work.
Mary, the white Pelican, hoped to get the animals to renew the double circle group. As she swooped down for a closer look, she saw a nearby table rock under the shade of a surviving mango tree and felt tears of joy seeing several of her animal group gathered below. The connecting treads were weaving a fabric.
Mary dropped onto the table rock amongst the group as all the others had mysteriously returned. How could they know? Does Mom Nature have a spooky kind of power? All the animals gathered in their original circles. What is going on?
As she took her place in the inner circle, Mary, without knowing within her brain, her heart was rejoined with the rhythmic beating in sync with the 24 other hearts in the circles. She needed no protection from the crust of ego here. Her heart was open to all in the circles.
