Today I saw a squirrel run up and down a tree to find the perfect
spot to jump to the roof of the front porch. It was a difficult
jump. I watched from my second story window as he strategized.
Finally he leaped. He made it. There was no food on that small
roof and no way to get to the top of the upper roof. The only
place for him to go was back from where he started.
I smiled, knowing how it feels to put effort into a losing idea
or life choice. Even though there was time and effort put into the
squirrel’s jump, I’m sure he was not traumatized when he had to
backtrack. Next time I make a mistake, lose an unsaved article, or
go on a fruitless journey, I plan to remember that squirrel. He
provided a great lesson in ease. Even though he went the wrong
way, he never had a hard attack.
Have a great week. I hope this little squirrel will inspire you
to take a different kind of leap – a leap away from ego driven
suffering.
Anne
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- annesermonsgillis
- I take risks. When I was younger, I jumped off a water fall, stayed alone in the mountains fasting for days and even held snakes - come to think of it as an older person I went into the Amazon jungle at night, climbed a small mountain in the Himalayas (it doesn't seem so small when it takes 6 hours to reach the top) and arrived in Seoul with a guide book and no plans. BUT and it's a big but, the real risks are the inner risks. The big risks are the ones where I let go of my concepts of who I am and free fall into life without evaluating it. I take the risk of being present and resting in the stillness. This is the risk of waking up and it's the only risk that is worthwhile. This process is the mental renunciation of me as a body, a mind, a past.
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