psychotherapy and the meaning of vultures

I woke up while the kiddos were still sleeping today, and created a little mom-time. After about ten minutes of meditation, I went downstairs in time to hug my husband before he went off to work. Then, I looked out the window.

Usually, on Wednesdays, I see a bunch of trash cans out on the sidewalk...you know...because it's trash day. But I don't usually see this:

Big hungry vultures. 

I took a picture, and then walked out thinking they would fly away, but they are brave and don't scare easily when there is garbage around. I shooed them away long enough to secure my trash can lid with a couple of bricks and walked back inside, but they were right back at it as soon as I left.




Well, I've talked before about receiving signs from the Universe, and wondering in my mind: "Am I making to much of this?"

Often the signs I have gotten have taken the form of birds.

But this time, I pretty much just saw a bunch of big hungry vultures eating poopy diapers out of my trash can before I had a chance to drink my coffee this morning.

Not cool, vultures, not cool.

And then a really nice man on Periscope Jeffrey Rutstein, came on and read a poem that spoke directly to this. (Not the vultures thing, but the signs thing.)

It was called "Becoming Human," and I don't know how to spell the author's name, but it may have been Hyphus? or Heifetz? But anyhoo, it was a man asking someone whether or not his dreams/visions about God were true. The answer was basically "YES, your visions are true, IF they help you to become more human and more kind to every creature and plant that you know." In other words, YOU CREATE YOUR OWN REALITY, and as long as it is something that gets you to lean towards love, then it's true.

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"I close my eyes and all the world drops dead; I think I made you up inside my head."

                                                                                            -Sylvia Plath

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And to tie in to what I'm learning from A Course in Miracles - only love is real. So if it is love, then it is true.

Very nice, universe, very nice. Thank you.

And as for the vultures - thanks for recycling stuff. It's cool and all, but I'll take you guys as a sign that I need to buy a new trash can with a tighter lid.

Here's a song in which can be found a very powerful line - "Come down off the cross; we could use the wood." It's by Tom Waits. All the other lyrics are nice too, as Tom Waits' usually are.

tah-tah now, and have a LARGE day!

xoxo,
erin