Baby Hippo Survives Tsunami! NAIROBI (AFP) - A baby-hippopotamus that survived the tsunami waves on the Kenyan coast has formed a strong bond with a giant male century-old tortoise, in an animal facility in the port city of Mombassa, officials said.
The baby hippopotamus, nicknamed Owen and weighing about 300 kilograms (650 pounds), was swept down Sabaki River into the Indian Ocean, then forced back to shore when tsunami waves struck the Kenyan coast on December 26, before wildlife rangers rescued him.
"It is incredible. A-less-than-a-year-old hippo has adopted a male
tortoise, about a century old, and the tortoise seems to be very happy with being a 'mother'," ecologist Paula Kahumbu, who is in charge of Lafarge Park, told AFP.
"After it was swept and lost its mother, the hippo was traumatized. Fortunately, it landed close to the tortoise and established a strong bond.
They swim, eat and sleep together. "The hippo follows the tortoise exactly the way it follows its mother."
"The hippo is a young baby, he was left at a very tender age and by nature, hippos are social animals that stay with their mothers for four years," he explained.  -------------------------------------------------------- Entering into the Fire... ...Surrendering into 'God's Surgery'. Not to be afraid of the 'cleansing out of the old'.. Certain Native American Warriors before going into battle would paint on their shields symbols of their weaknesses, their shortcomings, their Achilles' heels. They knew that in confessing their 'sins', (sin=empty space, i.e. space not filled with Spirit-God) in their showing-being open with their need for healing-learning-wisdom that this in fact would strengthen them. They would offer themselves up to being filled-healed by this openly 'confessing' their 'sins' to their 'enemies'. In honest expression of feelings...of fears...this is the 'confessing our sins one unto the other' that Jesus mentions...in this spirit I share this. ----------- The last two days I've felt like I'm going crazy...there's a burning in my solar plexus, my body is feeling rigid and fearful from inside. I feel like a caged animal willing to spring, run away at the first opening. I see my 'future' collapsing in on me when I project myself out in time...I can't imagine how I will survive in a 'cold cruel' world that worships only money. I feel the beings on this planet are insane, even if not maliciously out to drain my energy and steal my soul, then they are at least still just unwitting puppets of the evil puppet master, or just having surrendered to the system of soul control. I see humanity 'fallen' and feeding on each other and the Earth. I feel hopeless in my heart's desire to assist others to 'wake up'. I feel attacked by the collective un-consciousness. I feel hatred for the open Heart all around me...I feel unsafe. My eyes are having shooting needle like pains. Not so painful but like little cuts across my face and eyes...what is this? More electromagnetic, cell transforming, soul awakening meta-morpho-sing-ing? My plans have ground to a halt. Nothing is moving...no one is responding to me...there's crazy phone calls coming in...there's a girl sitting on the sidewalk across the street screaming and crying into her phone...I don't even react..."yes, that makes sense" is what I feel. It's Alice in Wonderland...except it's a night mare. I feel like I don't have any 'equally yoked partners', there's no one I can really trust...with my heart, with my soul safety, with Me. I tell this to my friend, not believing she will even be able to understand or hear me...I surrender into my Heart...I open my voice and just speak haltingly. I 'confess' my fears, my weakness, my doubt, my hopelessness, my separation, my loss of feeling, of belief, of faith. .....I sit in emptiness...almost all afternoon. .....I don't understand.... ....what am I learning....what is happening to me.... ...."Assume me, Consume me, Resume me"...I say to God. ...And then later, He comes...when I least expect it...when I'm watching TV. He shows up...and caresses me. I feel like I'm being lifted out of my top. I feel a warm rush all inside me...and all over me. I feel myself 'stop'. Everything halts. I'm drawn inward and upward. I can feel my breath slowing down...almost stopping completely, but a 'full breath', filled with something...Love, life, God. Yes, this is what I want...this is all I want...take me home...can I just sit in this...bathe in this...stay in this...forever... My mind scrambles and wants me to think, tries to tell me that this is 'dangerous', that this Inner Fire cannot take care of me in the 'real world'. But I don't listen much anymore, I have too much experience of this Love caring in intimate detail about my mortgage, my car payment, my safety...to believe the mind and it's cinema Chimera of Fear. So...I Walk Into the Fire. I fill up...I relax, 'yes I remember this...where have you been, don't leave me again, I want this more than any-thing'. I don't even want to argue with God anymore about what's going on, or understand, I just want to bathe in it, merge with it, be with it... ...And I am shown others who have walked into the immobile fire, into the timeless... Forever. I see St. Theresa of Avila being assumed, consumed by the Fire. I see how others have 'dipped' themselves in the Ocean of...Allness, Isness, Beingness, cradled in All, loved, kissed from inside. I feel St. Joseph of Cupertino being lifted sky high and floating around the cathedral through his simple devotion. I see 'crazy masters' drunk with God. I feel yogi's burning from inside...Shiva's loving consuming fire...I feel the melting of bones...'ashes to ashes'...I feel release...freedom in form, from form. Am I allowed to tell this? I wonder...I don't understand all of it yet, I am not a fully vested channel of whatever is Well-ing me up inside. I still go back and forth... ...but one day I won't. 2.05.05 ------------------------------------ ~Mistaken Kindness~ "Only help another soul under My guidance; otherwise instead of helping you will be hindering the advancement of that soul by feeding the wrong part of it, the lower. It is easy enough to do; call it mistaken kindness. You cannot always see the really deep need in a soul; only I can see that and reveal it to you. If you unguidedly try to help a soul, you can even hinder that soul's spiritual advancement by your own blindness." --God through Eileen Caddy, founder of Findhorn. A while back there was a story on the local news about a woman who though having a family of her own and a job still wanted to take time and fulfill her 'duties', 'obligations' to her church. So 1 day every week she would deliver food to 'needy' people. Now who could find anything wrong with this? This seems like a noble, selfless, 'Christian' act to be admired. While delivering food to a couple with children she had gotten raped, killed and buried in the backyard of the 'needy' couple's home. The wife had watched as she was raped by her husband and then helped bury her in the backyard. The couple were both drug addicts on methamphetamine. Shocking, unbelievably, horrible, sad, tragic etc. Why did this happen? How could this happen? How could 'God' let it happen to one of his 'servants'? At a certain point in every souls sojourn-experience the time comes when it's time for that soul to listen intuitively, use inner guidance and not live by formulas, not live by 'programming' as to what is right & wrong. At that point the old ways will quit working for that soul. And the deeper truth behind appearances of 'right-wrong', 'good-evil' starts to reveal itself. This is a shocking time for most souls. It was for me. None of my old 'tricks' my old charms, my old ways, my old tested true standby survival mechanisms worked anymore. It felt like I couldn't take care of myself anymore. And God says-- "Though this is not 'necessary', this 'difficulty' in waking up, this fear, this feeling alone, this survival terror---most of you go through your 'waking up' this way, the 'dark night of the Soul'---because you have placed your trust-faith-security in your 'ways', your mind programmed ideas of what is right-wrong, what it takes to survive...and then when the Truth behind appearances starts to surface it is scary for most of you, because it is 'rewriting' your world, it is erasing the old script, the old instruction manual, this is the true 'being born again' . Later you realize and thank Me, and cry, and your hearts fill with gratitude when you see how your being emptied of all the 'old ways' is necessary for you to be able to let in the New, Me, Your Self, Real Love. This gives you real experience, real faith, real knowing, real understanding, practicum experience of being cared for by Love...and this is a big step in regaining your real Self, your Soul, your Heart." In my waking up to 'appropriate help' I learned to listen to God, to my inner voice, to my intuition and ask it what is this soul needing, wanting, how can I best help this soul I'm interacting with. What would God do? What would Jesus do? What would Love do? The answer is often surprising, novel, fun, thrilling. The action called for may not fit current social programming of what is right and wrong. It may 'appear' strange, crazy, wrong at times. This is where the saying 'God works in mysterious ways' comes from. Why did Jesus curse the fig tree? Why do masters sometimes appear 'cruel' to their students? Because a real master is aligned with Love, with real God and is willing to follow the directions of what their inner voice, the advice of God says. |
