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Pelican Peetey and Hari Nam Singh "at home" |
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This surely is the summer of love, not just for my dear husband, Hari Nam Singh, andme, but for so many others.
I hadn't intended to write about our honeymoon - after all, those things are usually private - but it was remarkable for love in ways other than the usual.
It was certainly idyllic and peaceful - in a private house we rented in Mexico on a nearly-unpopulated beach south of Puerto Peñasco with just the pelicans and dolphins. For us, after 18 years of a growing friendship, doing spiritual practices together and then being business partners with an expanding mission of service, this was the best it could possibly be.
Then along came our favorite word, service, and a most special expression of our love.
The adventure began on our last night there, a Saturday, when for reasons at first unknown to us we delayed taking our customary sunset swim until it was nearly dark. After jumping a few waves we walked down the beach. In the distance we saw a lone pelican standing ankle deep in the incoming tide. As we approached he made no attempt to fly off.
There's something wrong, we realized. We walked closer, within six feet of him. Still he didn't move. Hari Nam Singh (who once worked in wild bird rehabilitation) dropped to his knees and started inching toward him. I stood there, raised my hands and started beaming him Reiki energy.
Hari Nam had almost reached the tall leggy fellow when his piercing eyes turned toward me and he started walking right up to my hands, drawn in by the beam of healing energy. Hari Nam went around behind him and held him, examining him as he gave hardly a flutter of resistance. We both concluded "Pelican Peetey" as we named him had a badly infected throat and crop.
So there we were, 9 p.m. on a Saturday night, and no place to take a sick bird. So we carried him up the beach to our little house and took him into one of the bathrooms where we examined him closely for injury and then made a nest for him in the little shower. We sent him Reiki and prayers throughout the night.
The next morning we wrapped him in a big sheet (he stands nearly 3 feet tall) and drove out looking for help - with me at the wheel while Hari Nam held Peetey in his lap in the back seat. The wide-eyed look in Peetey's eyes when we first started up the car and rounded a curve was a laugh! Hari Nam just kept the Reiki flowing and he was one calm blissed-out bird.
Well it took a lot to find a vet in a sleepy Mexico town on a Sunday morning, but a nurse at the local Red Cross had us follow her car and drove us from place to place. People flocked out to see the strange gringo with the "pelicano" in the back seat. Finally we found a vet at his home who listened to Hari Nam's diagnosis, gave Peetey the appropriate shot and necessary fluids and promised to keep him a couple of days before releasing him back to the flock. The vet agreed Peetey would surely not have made it without intervention.
We could only begin to imagine what Peetey would tell his family about his "abduction" by kind aliens who had a special healing energy beam and then took him flying over the ground in a strange "ship."
Ah well, even on our honeymoon, Reiki and two healing hearts came into service. So, who would expect it to be otherwise?
Bless you in all ways always!
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