Sparky and I crossed the street further down so as to offer the least disturbance to those who were feeding. We do have a slight history with the squirrels -- a bad chasing habit -- so they took off in a run before our feet even hit the grass. I expected the ravens to erupt into a cloud of caws and wings, but the sentinel only gave us a haughty upward nod as if to say, "HUMPF! Do you think we're a bunch of simple CROWS?" They continued to feed and playfully toss corncobs at each other while we moved to the taller grass at the back of the field.
Sparky did his business then began to casually chew some of the tender grass sprouts, so I decided to plop to the ground for a while. Clear from the shade of any nearby trees, the Earth felt warm and happy underneath my bottom. I soaked up the Sun from above and felt the sleepiness of waking washing away from me much better than I had from the still half consumed first cup of coffee waiting at home. Everything was so peaceful that gradually the squirrels began to creep back down from the trees to return to their claim of the corn. One of the ravens tossed a cob far into the air so that it landed away from the group, as if to keep the hyper squirrels at bay. Sparky sat down next to me in the soft mown grass, and for a while we stared off together at nothing; It was glorious!
Eventually the dogs shaking body brought me out of what felt like a trance and I realized that not only was he panting but I was slowly becoming covered in sweat. We'd sat there for so long that the light had shifted and the heat of Mid-day was starting to catch us with full force! Getting up to move into the shade of a large old mulberry tree offered us relief, but again did not stir the nearby ravens. I knew this bunch as being watchful and distrusting, so I felt it a great honor that our presence was accepted with such silence! Wandering under the shade I allowed my canine partner to sniff at will while our corvid companions began to creep closer. The birds moved in so very near to us that I'm sure to passersby on the street they all must have all looked like leashed pets! I clicked softly and the sentinel bobbed its head while clicking softly in response. I have to admit that I was feeling a bit like Snow White at that moment with my animal friends surrounding me so. Inwardly, I felt the rhythm of The Seven Goddess Chant stirring... Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna. For quite some time all of us creatures in the field wandered together in a slow wave of the start of a hot Summer day.
Gradually the feel of the energy began to shift. I noticed that the sentinel was facing a different direction while holding its head alert. Without breaking any of the calm two pairs of silent wings lofted to a perch high above the field -- the look-out post. I smiled because it certainly felt as if my feathered friends were also looking over me, and I knew from past raven observations that two scouts are always sent to confirm a possible danger. I was enjoying the opportunity to watch the same types of behaviors from ravens that were thousands of miles apart from those I'd observed before yet exactly the same in kind. I was not disappointed by the next set of actions.
I left the field today with my coffee cup still in mind but also with a much greater sense of connection to the ground under my feet and the larger world around me. I'm not ready to adopt the morning walk into my personal routine, but I sure was glad for its addition today. I totally enjoyed chillin' with those cordial corvids! Now I'm home and typing this with my loyal coffee cup beside me and dog at my feet. New-Age music is playing while tendrils of incense smoke waft through the conditioned air. Perhaps when the day grows late, and the ravens take up their evening post in the tree tops outside my home, I'll step outside to say hello to my feathered neighbors.
May your days too be filled with many little blessings!