life lesson from the young bull
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I have to
confess that I have a strange habit: I talk to myself, aloud. Well, not
actually talking to myself. In my experience I talk to my “guardian angel”. She
(or he) has been with me since I was born. Being an only child, I have been on
my own for most of the time. So there was no one around to confront me with my
strange behavior. When I was in crowded places, of course, I tried to behave
normal so that no one thought I was crazy.
Now a day
people do not really notice anymore because everybody talks into mobile phones
with people, car phones, headsets. They are talking as if they are all by
themselves. But I do not speak to unseen others (well, in a way, I do also).
Talking
aloud helps to clear my head, get things
straight, and helps to solve matters I am struggling with. In my experience
there is always someone near to listen to me, to encourage me, to simplify
things, to create clear visions and solutions in my mind. In short, to help me
cope and come out of situations I feel stuck in.
Most of the time it is during long walks
with my dog that I have those discussions with my second half. Walking is great
for this purpose. You feel the wind through your hair, you smell the perfume of
the wet soil, the grass that has been cut recently. A green surrounding
brings tranquility into your system. To feel connected with
nature helps you through this whole process of untangling your web of sorrow
and aching thoughts.
It was during one of these walks that a
young bull gave me one important lesson in life.
I was walking in the forest behind my
French home with my dog when I wanted to enter one of the many paths into the
woods. And there, in front of me, stood a young ferocious bull. Looking at me
with a glance of: how do you dare to step into my territory.
I am not afraid of loose cows or young
cattle that escaped from their meadow. But a bull…??
The path was very small and he blocked it
totally. I did not want to take the risk that he would attack me or my dog if I
should proceed our way. So after a while of observing the situation and feeling
kind of disappointed not being able to follow the way I wanted, I decided it would
be best to turn around. I found another small path and tried to go on from
there, but it was blocked by a fence so we had to go back.
The moment I turned around to take the road
we initially came from, I saw the Bull coming out of the woods, sending me a
look as if he wanted to say “all right, you won, go on” and turning left on the
way from which we came 20 minutes before. Leaving the way free for us to
proceed our walk into the woods as we previously planned.
It was one of those signs from the universe
to tell me something: if you have a problem and you cannot immediately find a
way out of it, just step back for a while, find some distance and when you
return to it a little later, you will see that it has resolved itself without
you breaking your mind about it.
I thanked the bull for this inside clarity
and my dog and I followed our way in the best of spirits.
Warm regards,
Esmeralda
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