I walked a long road today and as I walked, there was a dead animal in the middle of the road. Expecting to see the usual, perhaps a rabbit or gofer, I approached and saw laying there an owl, one wing spread under him. He looked as though he were sleeping. I wept. I was tempted to pet him but the stillness of the gorgeous bird took the urge from me. I walked further down the road and muttered that I did not want to pass him by on my return. I did though. I came back to the middle and took in the softness of his feathers, the stillness of his once alive body. I looked to see his eyes and they were wide open and this made me weep some more because my eyes are wide open dear reader. Are yours? Can you see? What do you see?
I was surrounded by beauty. I felt the air and sniffed the sky. Blue tasted delicious and I could hear the colour yellow because I can see, I can see. Heaven is all around me and I am invited to feel it, taste it, breathe it in and live love. Judgement has no place here. Judgement is a slap in the face of love. I am not wise in my own eyes. The wise owl teaches me how and who to be and I am learning as I walk, grow, shift, change with mercy and grace by my side. Love leads me and I follow. Where is love leading you today, dear reader?