It’s turtle season, so please watch out for turtles on the road. Andrew and I saw one upside down on the road the other evening driving home. We turned around to get him, as I knew he was alive despite the going home traffic, and I was walking towards him when a car ran him over. You might think they might consider why I was walking on the side of the road. But no. I was wondering about the human species at that point as I picked up the poor little guy who was in pain with a broken shell, but still alive. I did some work on him, and administered Death Rites to give him spirit flight, as Andrew sped toward Braidwood, and we searched for turtle wildlife carers.
Barbara Bateman was there, always ready to take on the injured and homeless, and we really will miss her when she leaves the district soon. She restored my faith in human nature. The little bloke wanted to live, or at least, die naturally. He was back from spirit flight by then. Barbara knew of a Canberra woman who knew how to take care of turtles with broken shells. She rang her as soon as we left. Lots of gratitude to these wonderful carers.
Sadly, the little bloke didn’t make it. And I feel the loss keenly. I focus on sending blessings to the guy who ran him over — because that appeared an unnecessary waste of life. As I am always surrounded by beautiful people who really care and go the extra mile for animals, it is always such a shock to cross paths with someone who doesn’t. I call them young souls, bless them, and put my pain to the fire. That way I am free of judgement, sadness and anger leaving a dense residue in my body. I’m not sending any negative ripples into the universe or darts to him. This is one pathway to peace, because as I constantly reminded my students last week, all thoughts are things. My feelings of grace are genuine. So bless you driver! May you have Love in your heart and hands!
I know in this life there are no accidents. and that that turtle experienced a lot of human love in his final hours — and Love truly is what every soul needs. So perhaps the whole scenario had a higher reason. Perhaps the driver needed Divine Love and blessings. Perhaps the turtle needed to experience human love and compassionate action. Perhaps, perhaps……the important thing here is to make every act an act of compassion — to all parties, and to keep walking the High Road of Love and Peace.
This originally appeared in the November 11, 2010 edition of my Animal Whispers newsletter.
