We met this little duck family on a morning hike over the weekend at Reed College Canyon. They were swimming near and so unafraid. The little one in the water was far from their sibling and mama, eating and swimming on their own. The two on the log bathed in the sun and with their beaks. As they stilled to rest, the exploring sibling returned and joined the family. That's when i saw the explorer, at the return. Do you feel safe enough to be the explorer? Do you have sanctuary to return to when you aren't feeling safe? I've have often felt like the untethered explorer, without the safe place to return and this little family brought the feeling to me. What would it feel like to have had home to stay close to and learn to self care from mama duck? The way they mirrored their mama and they way they stretched the space between them only to return when the time was right. Each little one was a revelation and the mama too, trusting the moment in the sunshine that her littles are safe.
What does that feel like? To be able to take care of each other peacefully?
