The alarm went off at 7a.m and the first thing I thought of was how much work there was to do in the gardens but all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. The early mornings are cold now, making it difficult to get out from underneath the warm blankets. I'm laying there thinking of all the tasks ahead of me such as pruning, weeding, planting bulbs and taking down a vegetable garden. I began to feel overwhelmed and exhausted but I managed to muster up enough energy to get myself to work on time. I parked in driveway at the job, sipped the last few drops of my coffee, let out a deep sigh and slumped back into my seat.
I sat there for a few moments hoping to become motivated when a slight movement above caught my eye and I looked up to see an owl perched way up high in a tree. Its body was completely still; turning just its head slightly towards me, then back the other direction in a slow, fluid motion. Its dark brown feathers camouflaged with the bark of the pine tree.
Right away I felt welcomed and very glad to be there in it's presence. Seeing the owl took my mind off being tired and gave me a renewed sense of energy, wisdom and a connection with nature to assure me that I would get through the day. I meditated on the owl and gained a great amount of strength and inspiration.
I rarely see an owl but when I do I know it's something special. Last winter there was a snowy owl living on the outer beach in Orleans and I went out there almost everyday looking for it. I heard of its stark white beauty and had to have a glimpse. After countless hours, days and strained eyes I began to see every buoy or seagull as an owl. I finally accepted I wasn't going to see it but this year will hopefully be different.
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