Hello, I’m back!

Posted by Whiz on August 31, 2010

It feels almost like a lifetime ago that I last wrote in this blog.  I apologize for the unannounced leave of absence.  Many travels, inward and outward have gone on since last April.  I will recap some even if not in chronological order.

Last week a friend and I visited the Biltmore Estates in Asheville, NC.  While I have not visited for many years, I loved revisiting and seeing it through the new eyes of the friend who had not ever been there.  It’s such a magnificent place filled with beauty, magic, and tranquility, that it’s difficult not to get transported back in time with thoughts of having lived there in a life of splendor and grandeur in a former life.  Yes, I can well imagine sitting around that dining room table with 40+ of my closest friends and family enjoying an intimate Christmas dinner.

The special feature of this visit was the beautiful floral display made up of thousands of blooms arranged and modeled after a stained-glass window.  Walking around the edges of the garden while taking in the distant mountains and hillsides, I was filled with a sense of peace and wonder, and then viewing the gardens from above standing on the vine-covered balcony overlooking the design, it was truly uplifting.

I found that I had not taken as many pictures as I thought, so  I shall return for more….so grateful that I purchased an annual pass and can make the hour and half trip back there often!

And I shall return with more regularity to this blog to write about more of my travels, discoveries, and many more inspirations.  Thank you for visiting and sharing the adventure.

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Lessons from a goose

Posted by Whiz on April 26, 2010

We usually see geese traveling together in a group, right? How often does one hear mention of a goose other than reference to Mother Goose or as a Christmas dinner? So imagine my surprise when I saw a single and lone goose recently.

I had been spending some quiet time standing near a lake, embracing a beech tree whose dense leaves were protecting me from the gentle raindrops that were falling. I noticed a lone goose walking across the street nearby from where I was standing. I wondered where he came from….why didn’t he fly in? Why was he alone? Calling him “goose” sounded a bit strange as I stood there observing. I’ve always thought of them as geese, not goose….don’t remember ever seeing one fly alone. I was alert to seeing the symbolism of the scene.

My goose continued walking across the sandy area then quietly entering into the water with a gentle grace causing small circles moving out slowly from his body as he transitioned from walking to floating in one effortless move. These circles were soft and gentle, rippling outward on the surface of the quiet lake waters, symbolizing and feeling like the epitome of gentleness to me.

Imagine my surprise and wonder as the quietude of the event was broken with the loud and plaintive honk, honk, honking as the goose began sounding out to the community as if calling for a friend or mate. This repeated and unanswered honking continued without pause for upwards of five minutes. I watched closely to see whether another goose was in the area. No response. No new goose appeared on the scene.

After the honking session, the goose proceeded to tuck his head under wing and took a nap, evidently quite unperturbed that his cries were unanswered. I stood and continued to watch for a long while, then left to go on with my day carrying the gentle peacefulness of the scene within. The thought of melancholy did try to attach to my thought as I thought about this lone goose that appeared as still alone even after repeated calls out to the vast openness of the empty waters. I let it go and stayed with the picture of peacefulness of him at rest, trading the sad for peace.

Looking up “goose” in Animal Speak, I was delighted to find the references to Mother Goose stories and rhymes that were designed to quiet children, and how these fairy tales captured the imaginations of children and adults. I have always loved Mother Goose tales. The goose can thusly be reflecting stimulation of childhood thrills and beliefs that author Ted Andrews recommends we go back and revisit some of these loved stories that will help us to see how and why they resonated with us so strongly, also to help us see the patterns in our own lives.

I reflect on other mentions in the book. Does my goose carry a message that I need to add more vegetables to my diet? Is that why my goose that I saw felt so alone in view of the fact that geese typically mate for life? Where was his mate? Are we both looking for our one special person/goose? Is this why I love the “happily ever after” endings to fairy tales? Or could my message be coming to me through exemplifying migration patterns, and stirring imaginations to want to search out new worlds? I discover that the incessant honking could represent a calling to us to follow them on a great spiritual quest. Is this what’s speaking to and calling me? Calling with messages of fulfilling promises that great quests may bring?

I love discovering how this idea that as goose comes into my life, I can expect to have my imaginations stirred toward new travels to distant places. I love how the goose epitomizes the constantly shifting formations, creating wind drafts and easier flights for those traveling behind in the formations. I love the image that geese never fly directly behind one another but rather each goose’s view is unobstructed through flying in the V-formation and how this arrowhead formation points to new directions and new possibilities. I love discovering that the letter “v” comes from the Hebrew “vau” meaning “nail” and how this formation indicates that we are about to affix ourselves to a new path, What a beautiful symbol. What a powerful voice and great strengthening message I hear from my lone goose that visited me that rainy day and that has triggered and stirred my imaginations towards new travels.