The Adventure Continues…
A Raven’s Message
“Spiritual transformation is not a goal that can be attained, but an ongoing process of evolution.”
-Dr. Debra Reble
The screech of an eagle drew my attention from the trail conditions leading away from the Gila Cliff Dwellings, a National Park Service Monument in New Mexico, to the trail head. I stopped and watched for the majestic bird navigate the gusting wind currents. He soared high, to the left and the right. He tucked his wings close to his body and dived with alarming speed towards the earth and then spread his wing to soar upward to the heavens.
I continued down the hillside path and a realization embraced my mind, body and soul. The internal dialog began with the simple question, “What does self-love feel like? Why is it that so many of us are confused and believe we are unable to obtain it?”
I listened to the voice within continue, “What if we don’t understand, unable to imagine or comprehend what self-love feels like. Self-love is not the romanticized version, or puppy-love, that energizes us with a sense of excitement. It’s not about being courted and showered with roses. Self-love is being comfortable with yourself; a level of comfort that feels peaceful, calm and without worry of am I good enough, does anyone care or other thoughts of lack. There’s an unconditional respect of Self’s basic needs.”
…an unconditional respect of Self’s basic needs.
Confidence was not mentioned; nor appearance, weight, finances, marital status or living conditions.
Those words soaked in as I took a few more steps further down the trail. I realized I was in a complete state of peace and experiencing the moment. I wasn’t concerned about past events nor apprehensive of what’s next. My attention was fixed solely on where I was on the trail, my surroundings and the eagle soaring above me.
I was at peace and everything felt comfortable.
I was experiencing love with life and Self.
Was this the elusive feeling I’ve been discounting as unimportant? What emotional high was I anticipating? Was I expecting that self-love would give me that tingly-all-over rush of a new relationship? Seriously, do we – I – have an unrealistic expectation of what self-love feels like?
A raven appeared to slowly float straight down in front of my truck after I backed out of the parking space and put the truck in drive. I said, “Sweetie, you have to move. I can’t see you and don’t want to hurt you.” He hopped to have a view of me through the driver’s window. We stared at each other; watching. Another raven swooped down, landed about ten feet from the truck and broke my stare-down with the first raven. The second raven looked at me and started pecking at the rocks in the parking lot and proceeded to ignore my presences. The first raven hopped over to the second one. A smile welled up from my heart and I thanked them for their message.
In the 50 Common Birds of the Southwest that I received ninety minutes prior for joining the Western National Parks Association, the association author wrote: “Ravens have had a significant impact upon man’s cultural history. They were the basis for many omens and were predominant in the folklore and myth of many peoples who believed they had supernatural powers. To Native American people of the Pacific Northwest, the raven was a god, bringing life and order to nature.”
Nature offers only unconditional love. Nature is not jealous or self-defeating. Nature is not judgmental, unkind or vindictive.
In that moment I fully understood – without a doubt – what self-love is. It is natural.
The response I received from How Long Would It Take warmed my heart. Thank you.
There is no step one, step two, step three to self-love. There isn’t a magic formula to follow or an equation that if you do this or that you’ll get ___ (desired result).
Breaking down these expectations is not as easy as one would belief. Or as complicated as the wanna-be-gurus tell us as they promote their books, workshops and other services so they can turn around and start selling other folks on how to earn $100K in a month. You know the snake-oil peddler-type.
I have a clearer understanding on how we have a significant role in the ebb and flow of life. To feel one element, we must experience the other: good and horrific days, excitement of accomplishment and self-destructive loathing, laughter and crying, lovable and hated, celebrated and ignored. And, yet, somehow everything balances out.
So now I get it. Mother Nature’s evolution balances the web of all life with unconditional love.
As far as the Raven’s message, that’s only for me to know.
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