When the spirits crap in your sacred space

November 9, 2017

There are times when we think that the Universe has it in for us. Things just aren’t going our way, and just when we think things couldn’t get any worse, they do! That’s when we just want to crawl into bed, cover up our heads with a blanket, wish the day was over, and hope for a better tomorrow. But this isn’t the time to run and hide; it’s the time to lean into the challenge and learn. When things go wrong, we need to remind ourselves there is no such thing as absolute wrong. What may appear to be a mistake at first could turn out to be a wonderful opportunity down the road.


Case in point: I have a special area in the woods where I like to sit and meditate. It’s a beautiful place under a huge pine tree. A small creek flows by just a few yards away. I sit under the sheltering bows of this mighty tree and listen to the peaceful sounds of the water trickling past. It’s a tranquil spot where I can clear my mind from all the cares of the day.


One day, I went to my sacred space and, much to my chagrin, an animal had defecated exactly in the spot where I sit to meditate. Aaaah! I was mad. I figured out the excrement must have been from a black bear because it was full of raspberry seeds—a favorite treat of black bears.


What made this particularly ironic (and I must say a bit insulting, too) was that the black bear is one of my spirit animals. How crazy is that?! My anger suddenly turned to confusion. What does it mean when my spirit animal takes a crap in my sacred circle? That’s a question for the sages.


I could think of no answer. At least not at first. It seemed like this was just one of those irritating pranks the Universe pulls on me once in a while to see if I’m paying attention. Or perhaps to make sure I’m not getting too complacent. In any case, it didn’t make sense to me.


I meditated on this new mystery that the Universe so quaintly put in my path. The thought came to me that perhaps this foul smelling disturbance in my sacred space was a gentle reminder (albeit humorous) that everything changes and nothing stays exactly the same. So I chose another place to meditate until the pile of ick decayed.


Months later, I returned to the scene of the crime, and much to my surprise, there were new, green, raspberry sprouts growing out of what was now compost. What had been disgusting (to my human values) was now beautiful. New life had come from dead matter.


Now, I understand that nature has a purpose for everything. It may not be obvious at first, but it will reveal itself eventually. The trick is to be patient. And that is what I intend to do. I am going to be patient and wait for those raspberry sprouts to grow into full bushes that bear fruit. Perhaps within a few years, I’ll be able to sit in my special space by the creek and pick some raspberries.


Today’s Loving Suggestion: If you don’t have a quiet place of your own to meditate, find one. It doesn’t have to be in the woods. Your desk, cubicle, garage, bedroom, or any private area can suffice. Even a five minute bathroom break will do, as long as there is a lock on the door so no one barges in on you.

 

Once you find a quiet place, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and enter a peaceful mental state. Breathe in tranquility; breathe out understanding. Quiet your mind and embrace the stillness. Contemplate some questions and reflect on their meaning.


Give some thought to moments in your life when you believed everything was going wrong. How did things improve? If they haven’t yet improved, how could they? What if you looked at the situation in a different light? If you viewed the “problem” from the long-term perspective of Mother Nature, how would things look then?


What if you adjusted your thoughts and started thinking of the problem as an opportunity in disguise? How might that feel? Would you feel more energized to work on turning that problem into an opportunity? Would your new, positive attitude give you the fresh perspective you have been looking for? Can you find the fresh, green sprouts popping up from the compost in your life?

If you have followed any of the suggestions in the Sir Rennity feature, I would love to hear your stories. Please email me at zenithcityweekly@yahoo.com. I will keep your letters private unless you request that they be published.

The Sir Rennity feature is intended to provide gentle guidance for your life. These articles hold no intrinsic meaning. You give meaning to them based on the value you place on them, so the words here are meaningless unless you put them into practice.

Please reload

More from this Author

Archives by Date

Please reload

Archives by Title or Author