Two bald eagles spend the winter in Fish Creek Park where the Bow River winds south and then west. Here, the water stays open and they can fish.
For the last two weeks, Eagle has been out flying when I am out with my dog. I get various messages.
- Walking in the snow is like flying in the snow – your thoughts are dusted off with purity from being in Nature.
- This is the time to shake off all commitments around work, politics, and religion. They serve you not.
- Winter is a time to walk on water, climb mountains, and ride down them. It is the free-est you can be.
Blessings,
Judy
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Blessings,
Judy