The Horse’s Prayer, by Unknown
Fall is a time of preparing for the quiet, and stillness that winter brings. It is a time when we take stock of what we have, what we’ve had, and do we want to have it into the future? Do we need it? If we keep it, where will we put it?
Fall is the time when we ask ourselves, I’m ready for that change, but am I ready to make the jump? Fall is when we risk tripping the most – leaves, twigs, and the unexpected. It is an intricate time; summer is ending, winter is around the corner. If we wait too long, it gets too cold, and if we don’t do it during the summer, it’s too late. But as we get closer to our deepest desires and the things that will make us ecstatically happy, one thing is clear – we are much more courageous than we give ourselves credit for. It’s the beginning of a transformative time when we can ask these questions, and truly want answers. Whether or not we are mentally, physically, spiritually, or psychologically ready for answers. It is a time when we can honestly be given credit to having some grace amid chaos, confusion, doubt, or stagnation.
Perhaps it’s during these times when we tell ourselves, if I must trip, then I will land gracefully…
On the other hand, tripping may not even happen. Fears have a way of tricking us into staying in stagnation mode. Ego plays its role by feeding us negativity and pointing out all the things that can go wrong. Ego also plays a part in telling us we don’t deserve to be happy.
But RMSAAM congratulates you; you are on the first steps; the right path, to following your heart. There is no greater joy, no greater satisfaction than being the conduit in which humankind, teams up to blaze new trails in creating health, well-being, and unconditional love to animal-kind. So, will you keep looking at the clock or calendar, and asking when is the right time to do this? When we listen to our heart, the only right time, is the time we heed its call.
The weekends are days we usually take care of things that get backed up during the week, things we forgot to do during the week, and things that we do just for weekend’s sake! In the midst of going, going, going, and gone… we sometimes run into a bit of a surprise along the way.
So on my way home after running errands on a fated Saturday, September 27, just last month, with the help of my mother, we spotted a tiny dog trying to cross a busy interstate, in a small line-up of villages called, Chile. You Chile lovers out there, I’m talking about Chile, New Mexico… And yes, for your information, there is plenty of Chile that has been harvested, roasted, and prepped to sell in pounds, Ristras, and… Oh, wait, I’m talking about my small rescue!
So, my mother gasps, and says, ‘Poor little dog, it’s going to get run over!’ and I say, “What? Where?” I’m driving, mind you, so my mind is on the road, yet, it’s not – because I just didn’t see the dog. So she points across the median, where the brave little dog has made it safely and barely across successfully – alive. Worse yet, it could have been me that might have taken her life.
I finally see the little dog, zig-zagging around the median trying to figure out what to do next. I make a U-turn at my next opportunity, swing around, get out of my car, and walk carefully over to the sweetest little brown and white-spotted Chihuahua I think I’ve ever seen. I call to the pup (I can see the dog is still very young) and call out softly and reach down to pet comfort the frightened dog. By some miracle, she stays still. I am able to pick her up and carry her over to the car where my mother gently holds the darling pup. Before we drive off, we ascertain the pup is female. I point my car towards home; the dog is coming with me.
She is terrified; shaking and somewhat sluggish either from exhaustion and trauma, hunger, or thirst, or all of the above.
I wait a few days, and take the pup in to the local animal shelter to see if anyone has tried to claim her by putting up a flier. No one has claimed her, she is not chipped, and so therefore, on that fated Saturday, after seven months of pining away in grief for my dog Samson, who I lost back in February of this year, I now have a new companion, who I never expected and have fallen deeply in love with, Azra.
I wonder who actually rescued who on that Saturday. RMSAAM wants to hear your rescue stories, so please, share them with us!
The rune above is called Hagalaz, (also known as: Haegl, Hagl, Haegl, Hagal, Hagall) and is by no means a Rune to dismiss, or think of ‘lightly’. As most of you whom have read my previous articles on runes, you may recall that runes are a form of the Scandinavian alphabet that date back as far as the 2nd to 8th centuries (specifically the Elder Futhark; made of 24 runes, broken up in 3 groups of 8, called an Aett). More recently, they are used as divining or ‘self-improvement’ tools.
If I had been swirling rune stones, this rune would have no reversed meaning (If you look closely, it is in an ‘H’ shape). But because I use Rune Cards, the reversed meanings can simple mean a blockage or that the energy is on its way to resolving itself. This rune is considered a ‘bad weather’ rune, but for the most part, calls on us to ‘never shy away from challenges’. Whether or not we like it, challenges and obstacles abound; this can be an every-once-in-awhile occurrence, or some people are constantly growing, and therefore encounter more than their fair share of delays and hindrances. Generally, the rune can mean literally ‘bad weather’ or an internal battle of sorts that we are working through.
Reversed, it’s a bit less intense. Meaning, oh, so you thought you could take a short cut, and now you’ve found yourself knee deep in murky water! When things get tough, there are no wins or losses, there’s only finding the best way to manage a crisis, even if there is a crisis while managing a crisis! Many times, all the ‘bad things’ simply just are that – a run of bad luck, with a promise of the sun shining, and a new day tomorrow. It is a test of will, strength, and determination. Will you let your seemingly chaotic challenges get the best of you, or will you turn it around with the sheer strength of will and determination, and faith that all will level out as it is meant to be?
RMSAAM would love to hear about your turn a round’s in difficult situations and most especially if any of this applies to you!
We walk together in silence
we nod exuberantly
as we pass trees,
and bees feed on these,
Budding buds as we cross
each other’s paths
the flower smiles and leans
drinking up the sun
dripping its nectar on all but one
You and me,
walking together in silence
and yet I can hear your joy
your laughter unbound
a jewel on the crown
of your smile
You and me
See the light is changing
the air tastes different;
the leaves feel it too,
the trees are twisting this way and that
to soak in the light and warmth
that will soon turn cold
See my fur is changing,
it feels thicker
even though I feel slimmer
the sun is dipping sooner it seems
dark, and the air quiet
Humans might be slowing down
but they seem rushing too
so much to do before the setting sun
and so much to have get done before the rising sun
but they seem slower, thoughtful somehow
but how would I know?
I’m just a dog
You avid footballers may actually get this quicker than us, ‘non-footballers’ – one football team, say, the Broncos… have the honor/advantage of the first kick-off in the game. The auditorium is howling in excitement and suspense. Which way will the ball fall, or rather, which team is going to be ahead of the game and catch it, breaking into the full run and toss that sets the game into motion?
Perthro, the image above, is one of those runes that set a similar tone in our lives. (Those of you whom are just now for the first time reading about runes, they are an ancient form of alphabet used by the Norse peoples of long ago; they are now used often for intuitive guidance.) Every morning, we awaken to a new day, and a new purpose. We forget that however, because we become immersed in our daily and repetitive lives. We stop seeing magic everywhere, and new opportunity; it has become replaced with apathy and unawareness.
Perthro is a rune of stirrings… new beginnings, mystery and a bit like unwrapping a present on Christmas Day. What’s in the package? When we’re off to work in the mornings, what will we encounter on the way? Might we have an unexpected chance at being a Good Samaritan somehow for a person or animal that may need some help? Might we hear something on the radio that resonates with a challenge or issue and miraculously helps solve a problem? Might we suddenly get an urge to surprise loved ones with a gift, or flowers, or? (Use your imagination folks!)
This rune for this week 8/18-8/25; speaks of such unexpected and unknown opportunities and chances that we should prepare, and open up for. It’s a time of great surprises, and showering gifts, unexpected rewards, and/or delving into challenges that look muddy and ruddy, only to be wiped clean again. So, while not all of us are part of the Bronco’s team, we are part of wide community throughout the world, and we too will have chances for a great kick-off!