Bear

               Charlie gets up at 1:30 in the morning to commune with All That Is.  Last week while he was doing this, he heard something “large and lumbering” outside on the porch.  He thought it was a bear.  He didn’t go out and look, but I’m not sure I would have either.  The compost bucket was undisturbed, so it might have been a spirit bear.  In meditation I asked it to tell me if it had a message for me.  I was immediately gripped by energy of great strength.  I felt its purpose was to carry me along, enforcing forward progress.  I’d been asking for help with change.  Charlie sensed only strength and courage.  I don’t think he resists as much as I do.