April 2019 "Pray for a Miracle"

 
“Pray for a Miracle”
 
Last week, Fred and I picked up Alfred, a Jersey bull calf, a week old, and otherwise destined for the Texas rodeos.  He was full of energy, curious and healthy.  I got him nested in the converted dog kennel that Fred divided up into two parts.  One part was free from drafts and inclement weather and the other had access to the fresh air.  Sweet lodgings for a little guy like Alfred.  Fred and I got rubber mats to cover the cement floor and I piled the wood shavings. I wanted Alfred to feel comfy cozy.
 
The first morning Alfred guzzled his milk replacer and was chipper, but by evening he wasn’t interested in any milk.  Alfred declined rapidly from the spunky little boy we brought home to a mopey, scouring, hot mess.
 
I tried a few tricks I recalled from my days of working on a farm but this little guy wasn’t cooperating. As I sat with him trying to encourage him to drink electrolytes, the past kept me company. Memories of when a calf died of scours, the times I tried to tube feed a calf so it wouldn’t dehydrate but died anyways, and the times when sickness took a toll on the population and I had felt helpless.  
 
I knew that the stories running in my head of the past was putting leverage on the present situation and that if I continued playing the record of failure, I would be holding that energy with Alfred. 
 
I needed to shift the energy from a place of fear to one of love.  
 
As I looked into the big brown eyes of Alfred, I decided to support him with a different energy.
 
I prayed for help to shift my perspective and open my heart.
 
 I prayed for a miracle.
 
Miracles are all around. The fact that I’m here, me, is a miracle.  I think of all the people in my heritage that had to survive enough to conceive before dying to produce this body, personality and character of Karen, me, is a miracle.  There are so many miracles happening in a day I can’t keep up with them.  Like the fact that my body breathes on its own, without being reminded, and my heart beats and I’ve got like trillions of cells in my body all doing their thing, just for me, that’s amazing!  
 
Praying for a miracle for a brown-eyed Jersey calf is not a waste of miracles.  There is no limit, nothing too big or too small or too much for the Creator. 
 
When I pray for a miracle, I’m not asking for control of an outcome.  I don’t direct God or plead for what I think is best.  Instead, I surrender.  I open up my heart like a flower, letting go of the fear around losing Alfred and ask to see the situation differently, from a place of love.  I’m asking for a shift of perspective, to see the beauty in the painful experience.
 
As I caressed Alfred I prayed.
 
“Oh Great Spirit, creator of all, I ask for a miracle here.   Help me not go down the road of fear.  Help me let go of the events of the past so I may be present in this moment with Alfred. Illuminate the possibilities of healing. Guide my actions.  Help me see the blessings in this experience.  I trust that all will be well.”
 
I felt Spirits presence with me and it’s not because I prayed that spirit showed up, but in praying, I focused my energy on the Divine and opened myself up to feel the energy. Love is everywhere, but in my fear for Alfred, I had closed myself off. Prayer is the instrument that opens us up.
 
So, last week, I prayed for a miracle for Alfred.  I got curious about how this experience was going to enfold.  I’d find myself in the place of fear periodically and I’d surrender and pray again. 
Alfred didn’t just get better on his own.  I had asked for a miracle which is a change in perspective. With the heaviness from the stories alleviated, I had clarity on the next step and trusted.   I connected with two lovely vets, both compassionate and supportive. Alfred got great care with a two-night stay at the vet and then he got pneumonia after coming home.  The opportunity arose that I got to know the vet, Melissa, better. She came to see Alfred at the house and we discovered we lived near-by.  She’s a down-to-earth, kind person, a farmer’s wife and mother of two. Her energy was grounding, kind, supportive.  
She got me set up with daily shots and pills and then she continued supporting Alfred through text messaging. Alfred improved daily. Then, I woke up with Alfred’s scour symptoms. Melissa supported me through navigating care for myself. 
 
Alfred is much better. He pranced around the yard this morning with the goat, Molly. Is that a miracle?  For the last several days, I got to experience my husband and my dear friends, Debra and Nancy supporting Alfred and me in our illness. Is that a miracle? I met a vet that I adore and admire. Is that perhaps part of the miracle? I got several days being physically unproductive finding a measure of empathy for others dealing with intestinal issues and I’m sure there is more miracles, big and small, happening that I haven’t discovered yet, but I keep looking for them because it’s fun!
 
At Crow Moon Healing, we pray for miracles!

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Up coming events at Crow Moon Healing Bed and Breakfast

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Healing the Red Thread: An Ancestral Healing Workshop 
The weekend of June 22-23, 2019
Crow Moon Healing  •  6472 Breunig Road, rural Mazomanie, WI

The genetics passed down to us from our ancestors determine the color of our eyes and hair. We receive much more than just physical traits from our ancestors, though. We also receive their wounds and unfinished business. The circle will focus on gently shifting the heavy burden of inherited ancestral energy and bringing healing to the family line. The ability to journey and receive intuitive guidance during guided meditations is helpful. 

In this experiential weekend workshop, you will:

• meet your family totem and ancestor allies to connect with their guidance and wisdom for healing
• reclaim gifts from the ancestral lineage
• clear family patterns and agreements that no longer serve you
• call back ancestral soul essence and power lost to wounds in the family line

To register or for more information, please contact Debra Morrill at 608-279-4319 or debramorrill@charter.net.