My children and I came to know Mrs. T, Mrs. Terwilliger, when they were in preschool. I became a nature guide when my youngest started kindergarten.
Mrs. T. was revered in a multitude of ways but what comes to mind this morning is her running towards something calling out “Something Special”. Perhaps it was a snake or a crab, a nest or a rock.
She would stand with her arms spread out and proclaim: “Straight out for a hawk.” She’d lift them in a V: “V is for vulture”. And it’s true. When one sees a bird soaring in the sky, check the wings. Are they in a V or a straight line?
We need both, the hawk and the vulture. Each has a niche in this dance of unity, which brings me to words handed down, a tale often told.
A Grandfather Cherokee tells his grandson that there is a battle that goes on inside people.
He says “The battle is between two “wolves” inside us all.”
One is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, and pride.
The other is joy, peace, love, empathy, and truth.
The child asks, “Which one wins?”
Grandfather answers, “The one you feed.”
I’m with that today as I feel the power of my thoughts and how I respond to what comes. How do I feed?
Am I the hawk or the vulture? My intention is to be both, to nourish and increase the vitality in the flock as I clean up and recycle what’s needed no more.