Squirrels are chirping outside my window and I keep an eye out so they don't hop inside. A deer lives in my yard, and lately we are realizing that the three raccoons, one opossum, and a skunk seem to be friends. They also seem to be friends with our cats. A bird flew into our house. Our cat stayed with it until it could be carried outside, where it rested and flew away.
Is this Shangri La? Sometimes I think so. We have a third of an acre of paradise. As people have fenced in their yards, and cultivated them, it seems the animals come here. I am graced.
A friend invited me to a meditation workshop she is offering - no fee - no donation - just offering. It is Sunday mornings when I meet with my Sensory Awareness group, though this weekend is a family weekend. We gather to celebrate the birthday of my oldest forty years ago.
And I'm not kidding on the squirrel coming in. He/she is right here, gathering acorns from the oak.