there are omens

i stroll across the harvested cornfield on the way home from my
meditation with the mother hemlock tree in shelter valley.
i come to a halt near the massive old oak tree by the fence line
& peer up at the clear sky. i see a hawk flying low overhead,
firmly grasping a writhing snake in its powerful talons. i
stand amazed, fixed in place, watching. i know that this is an omen.

a week later, standing on the lawn, i see & feel the hundred
year old oak tree crash to the ground in the field with a great sharp crack!
it shakes like an earthquake beneath my feet: yet another omen.
something big is coming, i think to myself. it is getting close.

it is just two more weeks until the world trade towers are brought down,
using hijacked airplanes as fearsome juggernauts of destruction.

of course there are omens. there are always omens when we are part
of something this big that needs the balm of our healing energy
helping to mitigate the shock & damage. some of us have the
ripe destiny to invoke positive & strengthening blessings
from divine helpers, & not to give in to anxious fearfulness.

Shiva, You can always use us as first responders, although our
response is energy, not words or physical activity.
we drench the noosphere with healing, with compassion & kindness.
You have placed us here as buffers against the travail of these hard
times, Shiva. we are the unlikely assistants in this rugged
aftermath of covid too, whose quiet service goes unnoticed,
yet forms the foundation for all that follows in this birthing time.

Author: swadharma9

i am 82, living in a nursing home and deepening my spiritual life as is appropriate as one ages. i am a student of the Sanatana Dharma and a devotee of Lord Shiva. View all posts by swadharma9