I was informed that it was too early to think about autonomy yesterday 😉 So, we’ll go for a lighter subject today.
Well guys, here comes a story that is bound to make you smile. Wiccan, pagan, or just spiritual alike, we all have those days where we begin to work with the Universe’s energy to create change. We call it magic. But sometimes, the magic is unintentional. Because I went on the same cycling trip last year – From Buffalo to Albany – I sort of knew what each day was involving. Granted, they did change some of the routes – more trail was added – but overall the ride was very similar, up to the very weather that we had.
So, we’re pulling out of Syracuse, and I remember that this day’s trail follows along the REALLY old canal (there are three canals – the Erie, the Enlarged Erie, and the Barge. The Barge canal is the one that is still open and used by tourists today.) – the one that is 40 feet wide and 4 feet deep. Because it isn’t used, it’s overgrown, the water is stagnant or with a very slow current, and as a result it is teeming with wildlife. Green algae blankets the top, but in the spots where it is clear, you can see two foot long fish chilling at the surface, turtles, water birds, and the like. Along the path, you can see any of your ground animals – bunnies, chipmunks, squirrels, deer, foxes, raccoons, opossums, etc. I saw the first three of those.
Anyway. I decided before I left that when I went through that type of environment, I wanted to see a turtle. They’re pretty hard to spot when you’re going fifteen miles an hour. Well, I was doing ten on that trail – damn was it bumpy! But anyway, that was my will. And somehow, a fleeting thought like, “I want to see a turtle!” caught the Universe’s ear.
Three miles out of Syracuse I had my first flat. It was about 7:15 AM. Three wonderful people – only remember one name: Mike – stopped to help me fix it. Twenty minutes later, I’m back on the road. I get to our first rest stop an hour or two later, and my tire is still just a little soft from our patch. It wasn’t leaking, we just hadn’t pumped it enough.
So, I decided to borrow someone’s pump and give it a few pumps of air. It gets just up to the right psi, and we try to take the pump off. The valve came with it – big, big popping noise.
As we change my tire, comprehension begins to set in. I had been craning my neck allllll day to see a turtle, but it was still morning. Turtles will only come out to bask on rocks when the sun is shining and its warm. I have now spent two hours of the morning off of my bike, begging a tube off of someone to fix mine.
By the time I get back on the road again, it’s 11:30. I don’t normally stop to eat, but since I figured it was that or another flat(gotta love the gods!) I opted to stop into Canastota’s Sunrise Cafe for some lunch. By the time I hop back on my bike, the sun is shining down hard (although it’s still a beautiful day!) and right before the afternoon rest stop? I see a turtle. Sunning itself. On a rock.
Just to sum up and bring us back to the title of the post, is there a point where you are “too” in tune with the universe? Because I think that’s the point where your thoughts become dangerous(Ooh! I want to see a turtle!) and meditation(keeping your louder thoughts, quiet) may be the only route to your own safety/comfort.
Remember the number one of the Top Ten Things A Witch Learns Over Time?