We were driving to Maine so that I could be the keynote speaker at a healing retreat. The leaves were starting to change colors and despite the fact that the leaves were not in peak color change the views were amazing. I looked out the window of the car as we rushed past magnificent reds, oranges and yellows hanging from tree after tree. 

“I think that we are going to see a moose today. It is the second time that I have thought that.” I said.

“I have my camera ready, that would be outstanding” he responded with a twinkle in his eye. 

When we walked into the main hall of the retreat center there was an old and large wood fireplace that was boasting a bright red flaming fire. Little white lights were strung around each beam in the ceiling and you could feel the depth of community that had been held in the space. I paused for a moment and looked around, taking in the space and all of the magick that it offered. I peered out the window through the outdoor sitting area with white lights and out at the lake that was as calm and clear as a mirror. I took a deep breath in and allowed myself to ground down into the spirit of the land below the building, the energy that would hold us that evening. I walked back towards the fire and then looked up the large stone chimney. I smiled when I saw a large moose head mounted far above the fire, up towards the top of the chimney. I pointed up to show him, “the moose that I could feel” I smiled at him. He smiled back and nodded. I wondered if he felt disappointed, afterall, it would have been fun to see a huge moose on the drive.

On the way home, after speaking, I was reflecting about the evening. I was reflecting about lessons, energy, the frequency and vibration of the group, and then the moose. I looked out the window again, this time into the pitch dark. Isn’t it funny how spirit works, I thought to myself. I had a strong sense that we would see a moose that night, and we did, but I had predetermined how I thought that would look. It was my mind that jumped to what seeing a moose would look like. I sat in silence looking out the window into the dark and allowing myself to drift between worlds. What a beautiful reminder I had gotten that evening, don’t jump to an interpretation of what something will look like, just hold the awareness of the energy without trying to explain it or rationalize it or predetermine how/when/where it will show up, just be present and allow it to unfold however that looks.