On the day of the impending blizzard, I took my usual walk in the woods. Snow drifted down lazily around me as I put one foot in front of the other and connected with the land around me.
Arriving in my sacred prayer area, I stood for a while surveying the scenery. My heart expanded to include each tree, each rock, and each place my eyes touched. I felt filled with love.
I began speaking out loud. “Dear Spirit, please protect all of us during the coming blizzard. Protect the birds, including Blue Jay who sat on the branch outside my bathroom window this morning, from the danger coming our way. Protect all the wild beings, including gentle Doe who recently visited this area. Help all who are in the path of the storm find shelter and stay safe.”
I continued praying, “Please guide each snowflake to pass between the tree branches and pine needles. Help the trees sway and bend with the wind.”
My prayers became more specific as I asked for protection for my family and friends, for our chickens and sheep, for Star our donkey, for Kali our dog, for Pizzaz our cat, for our home, for Harmony Center, and for all of Harmony Farm.
I prayed, and prayed some more. Then stood in silence, listening, sensing, feeling.
Deep inside I felt reassured. I couldn’t say how I knew, but I felt everything would be all right.
As the day progressed, I watched snow pile up and heard wind blow. When I went over to Harmony Center during the evening, I noticed that our driveway had already been plowed. I said a mental “thank you” to John for being out in the storm, for taking good care of people like ourselves.
Later at night I lay in bed, listening to wind howling around our house. Snuggled cozily inside my bed, I felt safe and warm. As I drifted into sleep, I felt deep gratitude for the unsung heroes out braving the storm keeping us safe, plowing, repairing electric lines, answering emergency calls, clearing railroad tracks, etc. etc.
I prayed for their protection and sent them love.