ChristyLove & The Woodsman Part I

For those who are like me and do not believe in coincidences and similarly believe that the Creator works in wonderful and mysterious ways generally we are prone to look at the world around us, the experience, and the people we meet a little differently.

I have been consciously paying attention to 'messages' from the Universe/Creator in a sincere effort to better understand the world I live in and to perhaps better understand how to move 'appropriately' through my life. This life, I have come to believe is an interactive process- if we are open to the experience and willing to trust our Spirit (The God Within). A few years ago I took stock of where I was in life- more so emotionally and I did not particularly like what I saw. In true Christy fashion- I decided to change it- little did I know that my teeny tiny decision would whisk me away on a path filled with happiness love and gratitude. I have gone places I couldn't have predicted I would go and the people that have filled my life from this point to that are truly amazing (some are new editions others have come back into my life for various reasons- some have not stayed long, but those who have I am eternally grateful for the reunions)

The biggest thing that I have learned is that someone or something is always trying to give us information, or lessons/messages if you will, to aide us along our journey- our job is to pay attention and interpret them however we need to so that our journey may continue. I generally take whatever signs I see/find rather lightly but I do notice them and I do take the time to try and understand them. Dreams are perhaps the Universe's favorite playground so I have taken steps to understand them on a deeper level but I have also found that creatures from the animal kingdom also carry messages for us with them, also "random" meetings or conversations you have with others (particularly strangers) serve as very interesting fodder indeed.

This has been a longer intro than intended however perhaps it was needed- leading me to the point of this post: an encounter. I most also note that for the past few months I have been followed around by a white butterfly (possibly the spirit of my father) and in general have been bombarded with butterfly encounters, sometimes in the most unlikely of places i.e. in an indoor gymnasium a beautiful butterfly found its way to my leg and rested there quite comfortably for a few moments then fluttered away never to be seen again...

The Scene:

photograph by: ChristyLove

A warm sunny June afternoon I was taken to an unknown place by a person with whom I was becoming acquainted. The place turned out to be Ridley State Park and the person turned out to be The Woodsman (self proclaimed). I was already enthralled with the peace and tranquility of the sun dappled trail alongside the gurgling of the creek. The Woodsman explained that this was one of his favorite secret places and I was the first he had shared it with (if it was a line I didn't care, too distracted was I by the moss covered stones and how closely the thick exposed tree roots resembled human nerves) as we continued along the path I noticed not one not two but at least five butterflies swirling around us and through us as we walked and talked. Then one of the most spectacular things happened: once the butterflies had our attention one flitted to the ground...waiting? Wings stretching but not moving...beside me I noticed the Woodsman softly approaching the grounded animal and without a word on bended knee he PICKED UP the butterfly- who casually assumed a comfy spot on the outstretched finger. The Woodsman proceeded to bring the butterfly over to where I was standing with baited breath and he encouraged me to try and hold the butterfly...close but no cigar...in the midst of the transfer the butterfly took to the sky once more bidding us ado.

Anyone who knows me knows that I have developed a kindred spirit with the Earth, a reverence and respect for this place which we call home and I have a deeply felt responsibility to protect it but even I have not come so close with the wildness of nature as I witnessed on this day. That has only happened in Disney movies and with wranglers who have enslaved wild beasts or doped them up (which doesn't count in my book) so to say the least I was intrigued by this being who dubbed himself the Woodsman and apparently speaks butterfly- but I kept my intrigue carefully couched in questions about said persons upbringing and background making mental notes about his character all the while.

Thats nice dear you may be saying but! There is more! I have noted that on all of our outings, especially to these special places of the Woodsman's we have encountered very interesting dynamics in the animal kingdom: a bird playing tag with a squirrel among the treetops (we stood and watched for at least 20 minutes until the bird gave up and the squirrel breathed a sigh of relief) and a momma turtle laying eggs in the earth (we thought she was dead until we saw her back legs moving and white eggs being plopped out and into the hole she had carved out of the mud) to name a few.

Now all of this may mean very little but each animal that we encountered has a symbolic meaning which I will share in another post...so stay tuned

hmmph...that was interesting

CL

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