I waited all night for that owl to appear as I laid on my sleeping bag watching the moon peek between the trees. It inched up the sky, a bright sphere creating dappling all around me. I listened to the crickets and an occasional owl hoot in the distance.
All of a sudden, I felt something brush past my face. I bolted up right grabbing my flashlight. I searched the area around my sleeping bag. Nothing. I shinned the light over to the southwest of my circle. A number of daddy long leg spiders scurried about. I jumped with an intake of breath. Despite daddy-long-legs bringing the message of new understanding, creativity, and ideas especially with regard to relationships, I quickly shooed them out of my circle. Messages were the furthest thing from my mind. Frantically, I inspected my circle closer and saw, of all things, many millipedes moving slowly towards me. I was creeped out. It didn’t matter to me that they could be carrying the message of increased stability or that due to my age I could have successful movement in any activities I set out to do. No, this did not matter. What mattered was they were there and might craw on me. Agh. Quivering, I brushed them out of the circle.
I am freaked by these insects. I said out loud, “I can’t have these here. Keep this insects away.” I shivered. Fretfully, I looked around me and asked God and any and all help from anywhere, I was that desperate, for help in keeping these bugs out of my circle. I read where some people were able to keep bugs away while in their circles during visions quests, why can’t these bugs stay our of mine.
I hear a small voice of knowledge remind me that they are to be honored just as much as the owl. They play an important part on our planet. “I know,” I answered as if I were speaking to someone sitting there with me. “I just want them to stay away. I don’t want to harm them.”
I prayed and prayed about this incessantly scanning my circle for millipedes brushing one away from time to time. At last, I sensed that I needed to trust that the millipedes would not harm me. They would not over run me. I couldn’t keep on like this all night, just sitting there searching for millipedes. I needed to let that fear go. I did notice when I scanned my site for millipedes, that there were no more spiders coming into the circle. This could be in answer to my prayers. I was grateful for that at least and I focused on that fact. However, I have to admit that I didn’t entirely let go of the millipedes. I just checked less often instead of constantly. At last, I managed to lay back down and relaxed into watching the moon.
As the night wore on, I was increasingly disappointed because there was no owl. I said to myself that if an owl didn’t come by the time the moon reached its highest point, I suspect it wasn’t going to.
Slowly the moon reached what I called mid-moon. It was right between the trees where I saw the owl fly. The space seemed smaller from this angle. The moon just fit in it. I watched as the moon every so slowly made is way through that space.
Just as it was edging it’s way out, I thought, it really isn’t the moon that’s moving. Actually it’s the earth. The moon is staying put. This is common knowledge yet knowledge that I don’t really think about. And knowledge that our language contradicts. How many times have I referred to the moon coming up or the sun going down, I wonder. Or think to myself the sun is following me when I am driving in a car. Now laying here, I am keenly aware of it being the earth that’s moving. I actually felt the earth shifting slightly to the left while the moon appeared to be moving to the right. I pictured myself from up in space hunkered down in this patch of revolving earth. I felt my place on the earth. This is the revelation that had the owl showed up as I wanted, would have been lost on me. The revelation that I am here and have a place on this earth just like the daddy-long-legs, millipedes and even the magnificent owl. But, before I came to this realization I felt deserted and abandoned because I waited all that time without a “vision”. No owl, no nothing. Or so I thought. It wasn’t till dawn that I figured it all out and was grateful.