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Surprising Coyote

 

The thing I least expect is to be tricked into laughing.
My plan is to blubber and wallow. It’s going well.
I am stewing in my stories of defeat.
This
I choose.
But I am not the only one here.
And I am not the only one who chooses.
I am interrupted by the arrival of the Sacred Fool.
A springy young male emerges from the willows.
He is so close I smell the forest on his fur.
I am levitating in delight.
He doesn’t see me.
Now he does!
Leaps in a goofy spasm, darting away with his ears pinned back.
No. Hold on.
This One is coyote.
He stops.
Regains his composure.
I watch his head rise proudly and his tail relax, then drop with purpose.
He turns around slowly and gives me a long, steely study.
What does he see?
I am released.
Shuffling calmly to the pond, he pretends to ignore me.

6 Comments

  1. Powerful imagery – and the gift of healing laughter from the unexpected “steely study” that helps bring new perspective.

    • It was a massive grace. A bit like a zen master giving me a good whack, but way more fun. I’m very grateful!

  2. Wow, what a beautiful visitation. Wallowing in a bit of defeat over here too but just handed in my resignation and feeling really good about it!

    • Ooooh. That just gave me goosebumps. I am so very curious to hear more about these developments…!

  3. Gorgeous! I can imagine myself with you and Coyote… Love this bit “leaps in a goofy spasm” because it’s so clear!

    • I wish you had been there, Darla. I think he might have stuck around longer.

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