Singing Medicine of the Owl
We remember
This morning’s conversation with two owls. One of the wisest and one of a playful sort. We spoke for a few, and they gifted me a song. Singing medicine of the owl…it just flowed.
Singing to my two friends, both flying overhead in thanks.
Morning coffee was hearing two sides of our Universal Love and allowing it All to be heard.
Non-attached…just bearing witness.
Sharing this medicine as we move forward…this is my gift to you. We remember. Bo Shnee ta Way (language from my heart to yours, meaning “giving thanks for all there is”).
Quietly amid the morning frost
listening and glistening for thoughts
transparent tune
Black gold’s truth serum’s flow
as my heart yearns for a kind stamp.
Through the shadowy doubts
into the spotlight, showing the way
sings my soul bi-tonal beats
restless to peaceful restfulness
I Am Here.
~Ani Po
Thank you Zay Pareltheon, Viraji Ogodapola, Marilyn J Wolf and the whole Howling Owl community for keeping the flow of hooter’s flow.
Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.
