Yesterday, I went to a meeting that would ordinarily bring me tremendous joy and excitement. For some strange reason, instead, I felt more and more drained. My vision, improving since the surgery and far better than it had been in 50 years, seemed cloudy. I was physically and emotionally spent.
At just about 5PM EDT (4PM central), my husband phoned with his usual end of the day “do you need anything from the store on my way home?“ call. I didn’t ~ we spoke only a minute or two. Hanging up, I felt my energy slide to the point that I had to go sit down on the couch. I hadn’t the energy to even make supper, even though it only consisted of heating up chili and boiling pasta. For some unexplained reason, Michael came home and took over the making of the meal, without complaint or question. I had to push myself to log on line, but I had to catch up with a fundraising effort I had initiated that was to end. I maintained my lighthearted banter, but something just didn’t feel right.
Last evening, all of a sudden, I felt an amazing “whoosh” of energy fill my body. I was rejuvenated in a heartbeat, and ended up staying up far past my bedtime researching antiques I had brought home from my earlier meeting. As much as I love my Facebook friends and bear research, I didn’t check in on those pages last night.
This morning, I learned the sad news that one of Lily the Black Bear’s cubs, little Jason, had passed on … at 4:03PM Central time. He was the smaller of the two cubs born in January.
In hind sight, I believe my spiritual connection with these bears and their researchers, and Mother Nature were impacting my personal being yesterday afternoon. And when my energies became renewed, invigorated, I believe it had to do with Jason’s spirit being set free to live ever after in the land of the angels.
The spirit, mind, body connection is amazing in its’ depth and scope. If you will allow yourself to feel it, to trust in those feelings, you will be rewarded, humbled, and you will hurt. I ache with the loss on this plane, of that beautiful little bear cub. I was connected to him for nearly three months on this planet, but forever he will live in my heart.
The power of the bear is much stronger than the mortal body in which it is seen in our earthly world. Godspeed, JasonBear. You taught the world lessons, only you ever had the ability to teach. Your reward is a wild and free life in the here-after, where no bullets fly. My heart breaks, but your spirit soars. I must rejoice in that knowledge. Your short life strengthened the bear spirit within me, and I will be forever grateful, even in the pain and sadness of the loss. Via Con Dios … “until we meet again”.
Thank you, Randy Repichowski, for allowing me the use of this graphic today....
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Unknown Speaker addressing the
National Congress of American Indians in the mid 1960's
"In early days we were close to nature. We judged time, weather conditions, and many things by the elements--the good earth, the blue sky, the flying of geese, and the changing winds. We looked to these for guidance and answers. Our prayers and thanksgiving were said to the four winds--to the East, from whence the new day was born; to the South, which sent the warm breeze which gave a feeling of comfort; to the West, which ended the day and brought rest; and to the North, the Mother of winter whose sharp air awakened a time of preparation for the long days ahead. We lived by God's hand through nature and evaluated the changing winds to tell us or warn us of what was ahead.
Today we are again evaluating the changing winds. May we be strong in spirit and equal to our Fathers of another day in reading the signs accurately and interpreting them wisely. May Wah-Kon-Tah, the Great Spirit, look down upon us, guide us, inspire us, and give us courage and wisdom. Above all, may He look down upon us and be pleased."
Beautifully written, Dotti and it's so true. If we are one with nature and allow our spirits to feel the breeze, we will know! Our Jason suffers no more. God Bless his sweet little heart! Anita
ReplyDeleteDotti,
ReplyDeleteYou have written more than mere words on this page. Your words are life and of spirit. When they are read, they become seeds that will grow in the minds and hearts of others that struggle to understand nature and it's mysterious ways.
My heart, mind and soul yearn for the understanding of creation and nature that life brings to us everyday. My entire being reacts to nature's beauty, it's changes and to it's trajedies and devastations, just like yours. You are the God of Nature's special creation. May your spirit forever soar with the eagles and forever walk with the bears.