Our
Goldendoodle Aidan found a tortoise on our hike. Bill and I would
have walked right by him. His shell is the exact color of desert dirt
and he is the size of large rocks spilling onto the trail.
As
Bill carried him home, I told him, “Be happy. Be happy, as carry him. Your pleasure will calm him.”
Sweet-talking
the tortoise Bill stilled his racing feet spinning in the air. At
home, in the quarter minus decomposed granite, Bill set our tortoise
behind the outdoor fireplace. He scuttled under the shade of the
bougainvillea lining the cement block fence.
Research
tells us he likes Hibiscus plants, spinach leaves, cactus flowers,
and lettuce. He can’t eat too many flowers. The sweetness of
overpowers his metabolism. Finding the tortoise was our real world
excitement while walking the desert. Flowers dotting the ends of
prickly Cholla and sweet elusive scents caught the edges of our
awareness.
Earlier,
before our hike, at the peak heat of the first one-hundred degree day
of the New Year, in my mediations I dreamed of created seminars: The
Way of The Fairy Godmother ceremonies.
Retreats here in the desert, where the spring nights whisper across
our skin with warmth while we hunt what the Fairy Godmother teaches
each of us. How do we begin to dream the dream awake? Where do our
real and dream worlds meet? Today my worlds gather together with the
tortoise and the Fairy Godmother.
Each
day we wait for the manuscript, The
Way of The fairy Godmother
to be returned from the formatters, I’ve felt the power, intimacy
and vulnerability growing. Will The
Way of The Fairy Godmother
construct a readership? A movement? Will Fairy Godmother meditative
journeys have an audience? Imagine the infinite variety of messages
generated by each Fairy Godmother. Messages designed to meld into a
practical application transforming dreams into reality. Think Lady
Gaga whispering mind-altering information personal to you in your
ear. These are my dreams, the mediations sketched out ready to be
developed. It’s okay. You can laugh. I laugh at my wild ideas too.
Native
teachings tell us every moment life communicates with us. All that
crosses our paths is meaningful. What then is the message of the
tortoise in conjunction with the Fairy Godmother?
The
tortoise is known across cultures as a symbol of stability and
longevity. A creature carrying home and protection, the architecture
embedded in its shell in patterns of swirls, geometric squares more
beautiful than a stone palace. The tortoise and the Fairy Godmother
meet in the mythic realm each teaching us their special brand of
beauty and its application in ordinary life.
The
tortoise embodies practicality, its shell a shield warding off
danger. The Fairy Godmother is the symphony conductor translating
dreams into life. Dreams and practicality: A potent combination.