FLOATING

I saw a hawk floating above me.
Suspended in the air, unmoving and silent, this bird had an absorbing effect. Feeling impelled to stand still and watch the hovering hawk, I was silently attentive.
Convinced that numerous new age devotees would have copious opinions, suggestions and guidance in an attempt to find reason and meaning in this happening – for me it was a simple yet propitious encounter, which I acknowledged with gratitude; though I would undoubtedly listen to the conscious unembellished message from a true-blooded Native American, if offered. Mostly, the invariable prattle flowing vociferously from contemporary self-made Shamans, seers and channellers – seems like hollow noise.
For a few weeks prior to my trip to San Francisco, I’d been rushing around trying to find solutions while feeling anxious about events in my life. Walking down the hill on that morning after seeing the hawk, I stopped worrying. In that moment the value of ‘floating’ was profoundly obvious and the futility of worry was visibly apparent. The struggle to ‘get somewhere’ or to ‘get ahead’ can be exhausting when the path seems blocked! Sometimes one has to literally stop, inhale the breath of life and look around in order to see the way ahead. No amount of fretful thoughts can measure up to the richness of simply standing still and absorbing the timeless moment – because this enriches the core of our being where the marvel of guidance manifests and a direction forward becomes clear.
There was a time when I easily and perhaps innocently understood the rhythm and art of floating, which can be compared to a meditative state of being where one is receptively aware – without the grip of angst. To symbolically ‘float’, was a cup of tea at an airport when I didn’t know what my next step was or floating in water when a silent place of timelessness was needed. That inherent consciousness to float seemed to have gone missing in recent years and on this day the hawk represented that timeless sensation that I had known before. This hawk, a manifestation and symbol of nature, reminded me of the insightful wisdom in recognizing a natural time for dynamic action and a time for restful silence.

Copyright reserved Charmiene Maxwell-Batten, August 2010

This is a chapter from my book ‘A Medley of Musings and Reflections’

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