Morning MessageSunday 8-23-09 This morning’s message was certainly clear… Last night at my teacher’s house, a fellow student was in the back yard trying with all her might to catch a leaf falling from a tree. I watched this for a while and asked what the significance was. I was informed that to catch a falling leaf was to receive a blessing from Creator. When the student caught her first leaf she was as excited as a small child at the feat. She positively beamed at her success. For a moment she had retouched that childlike wonder we are all born with and seem to lose as we grow into adulthood. She placed the leaf on a small table next to her chair and went back to try and catch another. Again she caught a leaf and became excited, though not quite as much as for the first. This leaf she placed next to the other. After a little while, I noticed a lighter lying on the same table, next to the leaves and spoke aloud to the teacher’s sixteen year old son. “If you wanted to start a fight, light those leaves on fire.” One should understand, I was fairly certain that the sixteen year old would not do so, and in this I was proven correct. At any rate the look from the student was what I had hoped to accomplish. This morning, I revisited the situation and thought “Oh, we could have set up a big 'blessing' by tossing a limb full of leaves over from the balcony for someone to catch.” At this point the message came; “Why would you want to cheapen the experience for the other student?” At about that moment, a hawk flew in front of me and along the ground for a distance past me. Hawk being the messenger for the indigenous path I am following gives a rather strong confirmation of the message. I do not know how many times in the past I have done similar things to other people. Why do I feel a need to cheapen their experiences? I immediately note that this comes from my childhood. Both my brothers and my dad would do this to me. They would ridicule and make fun to the point I was crying or so embarrassed that I dare not show that type of emotion again. They seemed to have great fun and thought it very funny to do this to me. So what was their message to me? That it is the male’s role to take away the childlike wonder of an experience from people, that it was a way to have “fun” and it was “funny” to do so? From today’s point of view, (some 45 years later) there is nothing fun or funny about it for me. In fact, I find it very sad. If I take these actions from the context they took place in and examine them separately, it would be very easy to see jealousy involved. My brothers and my father had all lost the ability to experience the joy a child finds in such simple things; therefore they felt a need to take it from me. This was a way to enjoy their lives. And now, I felt a desire to do the same, and have done so on countless occasions, both to my children and to others who happened to be in front of me and had the audacity to show such pleasure. In my head, even if I did not say, or do something, I would feel the desire to deflate their balloon. I am grateful that I received this message this morning and did not need to have it shoved down my throat because of my actions. Many times in the past, I have pushed these messages aside and Coyote would bring them to me in ever more embarrassing ways until I got the message loud and clear that this was not acceptable behavior. Hey, sometimes I can be a very, very slow learner. Light Seer I invite your comments and will publish them here. |