Saat Moord — sara lynn lashbrook

I am in the year of the peacock… What does that mean you might be asking yourself. For the past two years I have pulled a yearly spread in the beginning of February, using Kim Krans’s Wild Unknown deck. While shuffling the cards, you sent an intention, ask for guidance and pull one card for each month and one for a yearly theme.

In May of 2019, while packing up my cabin and going through my storage unit, emotions and memories hit me hard. I was caught in a self-doubt swirl, wondering why and what and how. I decided to take a break and go for a walk. On my walk into the wilderness (yes, my backyard was wilderness) I saw a peacock. I knew there were peacocks that lived as pets on a property near my cabin, I had heard them call, yet I had not seen one. I thought to myself, seeing this peacock is a sign and a message that things are okay and I am fine and everything is meant to be. I walked along, following the peacock, once it was out of sight I turned around. I began walking towards my cabin and something inside me told me to turn around and look back, so I did. At first, what I saw looked like a dried reed or piece of grass and when my eyes focused I realized it was thicker than a reed. So I scanned the ‘reed looking thing’ and it revealed itself to me. The peacock left me a gift (I am crying recalling the moment, the power, the emotion, the gratitude, the message). The peacock left me a feather!

My first peacock feather, found near Camp Creek in Hoback, WY.

My first peacock sighting this trip, despite my many hikes and time outside was while riding the bus back from a mall. Yes, a mall. I went to a mall in India and it was like a mall is the US. However, there I witness a remarkable moment, a talent search called The Talent of Royal Dreams. It reminded me of the 80’s and Tiffany, Debbie Gibson and Martika (I mean come on, Toy Soldiers). Witnessing this brought me right back to the ‘89.

One day at Sri Ram, I was walking to the garbage can to deposit the dust and dirt I collected from sweeping (the brooms here are way more fun to sweep with and there is so much more dirt, so much you wonder how did it get here). I opened the lid and saw a PEACOCK feather. There was a peacock feather in the trash! Oh, no. That simply can not be, I thought. So, I lifted the feather out and admired its beauty. The vibrancy of its color, how it changes in light, with different backgrounds, the gold, the purple, the yellow, the green, the turquoise, I was and still am captivated by its brilliance. I brought it back to my room and placed it on my altar. (I got the spelling right, thanks Mom!)

Later that day, I chose to do my afternoon practice (a kriya set) outside in the warmth and light of the sun. When I opened my eyes, I saw this stunning sight of this massive tree. I had seen the tree, but this time it looked different. I snapped this photo and went for a walk around the ashram to ground down. While walking I saw a white crane and went up to the tree to hug it (I have really being fond of trees and my respect for them has grown as I travel here in India and see where they live and how strong they are).

The tree that charmed me. The tree that I hugged.

As things settled around the ashram before the evening aarti, I chose to sip my chai and type while sitting in front of this tree. I was pleasantly surprised to see the white crane fly and land in the tree. I watched it for some time and then peacocks flew into the tree. I want to say there were seven, maybe there were only six, regardless there were many peacocks and they were in the tree!

One of the peacocks is on the large branch.

Me, my tree and PEACOCKS! Such immense joy and delight filled my heart and body. I watched them. I talked to them. They walked on the branches and then one by one they flew off.

I smiled with a heart full of love as peacocks came to me in India, in my year of the peacock!

I love life and the miracles she offers me everyday and I invite you to do the same!

With a heart full of sincere love, gratitude, joy and delight,

HUGS

S