Showing posts with label barred owl. Show all posts
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Tuesday, April 26, 2022

Southwest AdVANtures: Day 3

Day 3, Monday, February 28th

amethyst & palo santo
If you missed Days 1 & 2, start here.

Waking up along the Blue River, we could see just how amazing the spot was. We definitely wanted to stay longer than just overnight. The river itself is actually one of the largest free-flowing streams in Oklahoma, unassisted by manmade structures or interventions. The Nature Conservancy owns a preserve along the banks called "Oka' Yanahli", or "water flowing" (in Chickasaw).
Blue River (Frank's pic)
my pic
Throughout the day, an epic amount of Turkey Vultures and Black Vultures glided overhead, suspended between the clouds and treetops. We had a relaxing day reading, napping, birding, hiking, and in Frank's case, fishing. There were rapids, beautiful views, and lots of rock outcroppings to climb. At one point, I took off my shoes and stuck my feet in the red-skin-making water, stepping over lichen and under rippling water until I shimmied up a sizeable tree trunk. Barefoot and climbing up a tree always makes me feel more like myself.
When darkness fell, we settled in for more stargazing and fireside relaxation. A Barred Owl called from a distance, while nearby, another visitor was about to appear. We were deep in campfireside conversation, when suddenly, we heard a rustling in the leaves nearby. We took out our flashlights and followed the sound until we caught glimpses of a little white possum-like creature scurrying about, which we soon identified as an armadillo (a Nine-banded Armadillo, specifically). This was a first for both of us, and our consensus was - it was adorable!

I did a little research to uncover the spiritual symbolism and scientific background about this creature. Both proved fascinating. As for the former, the animal is said to represent digging down to the heart of a matter, probing toward the truth, sensing, exploration, self-protection, and rest. These themes really fit in with the conversations we'd just been having. As for the scientific bit, some facts to follow... Armadillos excavate and maintain up to 15 burrows each. Instead of rolling up into a ball when scared, as many people might imagine, these guys actually jump straight up and take off running. They almost always have four babies per litter (same sex quadruplets). Aside from all their burrow building, digging, and jumping, armadillos sleep for most of the day (about 16 hours). Finally, they make this sort of ungodly scream, which we soon heard ringing out in the dark woods (to which we acted like those people in scary movies everybody yells at; you know, the ones who go investigating toward the horror).

What a magical sighting to top off a beautiful day!
photo cred: Frank

Sleeping Spot: Blue River Fishing & Hunting Area, Tishomingo, Oklahoma (PROs - the river itself, not many people around/privacy, all those vultures and other wildlife, great rocks to sit and climb on, nice areas for hiking, birding, fishing / CONs - no major ones to speak of!)

Notable Wildlife: Nine-banded Armadillo

Wednesday, March 31, 2021

March (Poetry + Photos)

Barred Owls

Last year, I wrote a poem about each month. This year, I'm sharing them, along with photos I've taken that month (photos drawn from a variety of Marchs). Happy spring!!!

Blue-gray Gnatcatcher

Purple Finch
Red-winged Blackbird amidst the buds
Migration of Tundra Swans

March!

The most assertive month of the year,

It speaks in verbs,

And calls to action,

With commands like,

"March fourth!"

Luck and awakening meet,

In this season of becoming-green.

Sometimes it teases,

Like a mirage,

Peeking at warmth,

Then shimmering away with a morning frost.

But she proceeds,

With confident strides;

Mother Nature's New Year,

Moving, quivering,

Alive with flight and color and song.

This bright and clear, syllabic awakening

Is palpable outside and in.

Place your hands in Lotus Mudra -

For we are flowers emerging from mud.

Outside, a caterpillar squirms to life.

I wonder if it knows

What it's about to become...


If you'd like to read January's poem, click here, and February's, here.

Sunset
Eastern Towhee
Migration of Tundra Swans
Caterpillar (swallowtail?)


Saturday, March 27, 2021

Salute to Spring

Northern Parula

Happy spring, everyone!

Although I see beauty and purpose in every season, I have to admit, spring is my fav. It's the season I was born into, plus the season with the best bird migration, and, of course, home to those few magical weeks of the year where all those pink and white flowering trees bloom at once - like a parade of Victorian women walking down streetsides, holding frilly and fancy parasols.

Spring is energy and joy; cleaning, rinsing, and resetting; and the emergence of life which inundates the senses. While many Love summer, to me, it feels like it's "already here"... whereas spring is in itself a buildup and an ever-bubbling transformation.

So here's a few hand-picked spring tidbits for you: some photos, a poem, and a few journaling prompts to help you move into the season with awareness and intention.


Photos

Barred Owl
Red-winged Blackbird
Yellow Warbler
(Least?) Flycatcher
Double-crested Cormorant
Turkey Vultures
Canada Geese (goslings)
Northern Mockingbird
Blue-winged Teal (male, female)

Poem - "Hello Spring"

We sit still, but outside, the world is moving,

The seasons changing

Like strips of film before our eyes.

Over there!

It's winter's Cardinal,

A smudge of scarlet

In a skeleton tree.

Holly berry red,

Black-masked bandit,

Stealing away

Winter’s last sigh.

And here!

A Robin,

Round, brown belly,

Rust-colored breast,

Golden-beaked beacon of spring,

Pregnant with possibility,

The promise of beauty yet unhatched.

Soon, life will spill out

From spotted blue shells

And fill our ears with song.

What a priceless gift

To see this transformation,

To feel the fluttering hope of springtime

In our awakened hearts.


Journaling Prompts

  1. What can I let go of, "spring clean", or rinse off from the winter season? Why do I want to let this thing go? How will I feel afterward?
  2. What seeds am I planting / what am I nourishing / what is emerging in my life over the next few months? Imagine it's the first day of summer. Looking back now, how does it feel now that this new seed has sprouted?
  3. Set a timer for 5, 10, or 15 minutes. Free write any words that come to mind when you think of spring. It can be adjectives, nouns, verbs, nature-related, colors - you name it! Optionally, you can turn this "brain dump" into a pinterest board or magazine cut-out vision board.
  4. Imagine spring were the only season. How would you learn to find beauty in it and stay present?
  5. What lessons does Nature teach you during the season of spring?
  6. What rituals, healing practices, or celebrations can you incorporate into this season to make it more meaningful?
P.S. feel free to share your musings with me in the comments here, or on my Instagram @inbodiednature.

Common Grackle
Orchard Oriole