Harmony

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Can you live in harmony

With this world

And all who cross your path?

Plant, animal, human, mineral.

All of God’s creatures

One with All of Thee.

Dear One, you are connected to all that lies before you. To the air, the land and all of the creatures, human or not, who cross your path. Your breath is their breath. Your light is connected to their light. And all are connected to the Oneness throughout eternity.

Reciprocity is important across cultures, across species, across daily interactions with all sentient beings. Yes, even those you never realized were sentient. For all of creation has a link to the Divine. All of creation vibrates in a unique way as it contributes to the Universal Song, the Universal OM.

Living in harmony means exactly what it says. Your personal vibration joins that of another to create a harmonic rhythm sounding out across realms into Infinity. Your physical ears are not keyed to these vibrations. But your heart is very aware.

Consider your personal reaction to different encounters, be they in nature or in a crowded room. The phrase that you use, ‘my heart sings’ is a perfect description of a harmonic connection made between two or more sentient beings.

It is time to consider the vibrational component of every interaction that you have each day. Do you lift each other up or do you create a dis-chord between you? How do you feel in the presence of another? And what do you contribute to the Universal song when your individual vibrations join together?

Many here upon this plane continue to resonate in lower vibrations, considered bass on your musical scale. Others are vibrating at a higher level, treble, and continue to rise in vibrational frequency as they awaken to their divine nature. Two ends of the musical spectrum, but able to create a beautiful harmony regardless.

We speak to you in these terms today to give you another way to consider how your true nature is energetic, vibrating at different frequencies. Yet all able to join together in harmony and create a wondrous symphony of love and connection.

Dear One, consider the song that you sing in your heart. And rather than lower the vibration of another through judgment or anger, lift them up by consciously sending them loving energies. There is a symphony of music sounding throughout the Universe every moment of your existence.

And as the vibration changes, for it does as more awaken, so too does the song, the harmony change. Understand that your language, unconsciously or not, refers to this phenomenon as ‘living in harmony, being in harmony’ with each other.

The next time you feel unease or dis-chord with another, with a situation, sing or hum a song or the notes that resonate with you. As you begin to come back to neutral you will notice that the notes that you create are harmonic and joyous.

You already do this unconsciously by singing to a babe to quiet or comfort him/her. You embrace yourself and hum for self-comfort. Indeed, all of nature sings to you. Be it the birds, the wind in the trees, the rhythmic sounds of your heartbeat or of the Mother in all her various forms. A visceral comfort to you in times of need.

Sing your song and join in harmony with the song of others. Silently, loudly, energetically. For together, living in harmony lifts this entire world to a higher vibration and helps to send light to those living in fear.

Dear One, there is much knowledge innate within you that can now be drawn from to help you move forward in the coming days. It is just a matter of seeing your world through a different lens. Through that of a divine being on a physical path.

Raise your spirit in song

Cleanse this world

With higher vibrations

Created by living in harmony

With all of creation.

All are divine

All are one

And all are capable of joining in song.

Dearest One With All of Thee.

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My Deer Ones

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Deer hunting season in North Carolina ended on January 1st and I’m always happy to see it go. Don’t get me wrong. I understand that the deer population needs to be culled and many hunters do it responsibly and with respect. It is just hard for me to hear the gunshots or a pack of hunting dogs on a scent behind my property. I cannot think of anything more terrifying to a deer that a pack of dogs on its trail.

I know that some take refuge in a certain area of my land at night and I bless them in the morning when I see where they have bedded down. The truth is that I love these magnificent creatures and consider them MY deer.

These are the ones who come onto my land in the spring and leave their fawn for safekeeping as the doe go off to feed. I have come across these young, speckled fawn over the years. Once when I was quietly pruning blueberries, I almost stepped on one nestled in between the blueberry bushes.

Another fawn had a particularly challenging start to its life when my dog found it untended in the woods. I heard this scream and looked up to find a very young fawn being pulled out of the woods by my lab. No! You cannot kill Bambi!, I thought, and ran over to get my dog off of it. Separated and unharmed, the poor little fawn wobbled off down the slope to get away from this canine. I knew mom would find it and took the dog in the house.

A few weeks later, once again, I was outside working and heard that scream again. Sure enough, my dog grabbed that fawn for a second time. It was now a little older and stronger and after I separated them, it lay there panting for a few moments before it got up and calmly returned to the safety of the woods. Another close call for Bambi, but saved. I like to think my dog just wanted a playmate, but I also understand her hunting instinct and take no chances.

And yes, the story is not quite over. This fawn appeared once more a few weeks later. I noticed the mother first, grazing on the grass. Then I saw the fawn, much larger with fewer spots. It saw us too, but this time it just tossed its head and gracefully pranced out of range of the dog who found it twice before. I just laughed with the knowledge that it survived at least into its adolescent years.

They come, first one or two and then in larger groups into the blueberry patch to feed in summer. Does bring their fawns, some with twins, some accompanied by a buck. I don’t worry about it. There are enough berries for all of us. I realize that I am not the owner of this land, only the steward. And I am also not the only creature to call it home.

One summer, I watched three deer walk into the blueberry patch to feed. I went out onto the porch and whistled. All three deer came out of the patch, stood in a row with ears peaked, looking over at me. I could just hear them saying to me, ‘What? Can’t you see that we are feeding?’ I told them that I was just about to come out with the dog and thought it would be best if they left. And they did, begrudgingly. I’m sure they came back later to continue their dinner when they could do so undeterred by the ‘guard’ dog.

And so the cycle begins once more. Those who survived the hunt will return and leave their fawn for safe-keeping as they go off to feed. Later in the summer, I will see blue scat in the blueberry patch as they continue to enjoy the blueberries. Another year of living in harmony with MY deer on the farm.