My whole life, I have wanted to live in a place beautiful enough to have a squirrel want to live there too. Don’t get me wrong… I have lived in beautiful places; Northwell, South Africa, where I grew up, was very beautiful, in a windswept, rugged kind of way. And Northland, in New Zealand, was green and fertile, youthful and exuberant. These were very beautiful places to live but, alas, no squirrel. I have always had a picture in my mind of a big, 100-year-old oak tree shading my afternoon tea, dappled shade throwing oak leaf patterns upon the prettily embroidered table cloth as I watch the squirrels burying their acorns in the garden. Perhaps it’s all the Beatrix Potter I grew up with, but to me, this is where I have always wanted to live.
A while back, I decided to let go of my longing for ‘the perfect place to live’. Not that I stopped longing for good things… longing for good things is good… it drives us and motivates us. What I did was make a conscious effort to stop allowing my longing to overwhelm the joy I did have. I was in a place in my soul of great disequilibrium where I focused so strongly on the few little things that weren’t perfect in my life that it completely over-shadowed all the beautiful things that are so abundant around me. I realised that I could not be happy with what I had, this precious moment of now, if I was constantly wanting for something different… And, oh the happiness I have found since letting go! What I missed before!
And, would you believe, very soon after letting go and truly accepting the beauty around me (even if it wasn’t that of an English story book), guess who came to live in our little tree in the garden…
Her name is Timone and she visits our fence each day, usually around lunch time. T, K and I watch her with delight. We give her a nut or two. At first we left the nuts on the fence. Then she allowed us to hand feed her…
Now she comes into the house to say hello!
She even jumps onto our laps!
Last spring, she had a baby in the palm tree in the front of the house and now her baby is grown up and comes to play in the Brazilian Pepper in the back garden with her… She is a highlight in our lives!
The moral of this story is… if you let go of all you don’t have and focus, instead, on all the joys you do have, perhaps, just perhaps, some of those things you wanted so badly before will find their way to you after all. I mean, look at me… here I am feeding a wild squirrel on my lap.
Blessings and magic.