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Raccoons, Relaxation, and the Absolute Rightness of Being YOU

August 24, 2010 · Filed Under: Listening to Our Bodies, Nature! Nature!, Right Relationship

It’s very, very early morning. That gray, pre-dawn time as the world begins to brighten. The sun has not yet popped up over the horizon but it is obviously on its way.

I’m all snuggled up in bed, warm and cozy. Then, abruptly, all hell breaks loose.

Our backyard scrub jays begin shrieking. And shrieking and shrieking. In fact, it sounds as if they have invited all their neighborhood friends into the walnut tree directly outside my bedroom window. To shriek.

The ruckus, it was enormous.

Too sleepy to drag my protesting body out of bed to see just what the commotion was all about, I just listened until, about 10-15 minutes later, all became quiet once more.

I tumble back into sleep. Morning fully arrives, I get up and eventually I recall the ruckus and decide to investigate.

I have a good idea what I will find and indeed, curled up in a hollow of the walnut tree, a good 20 feet off the ground, is a pile of gray fluff. A raccoon!

Now, whatever you happen to think of raccoons is fine.

I happen to adore them. Actually, I happen to adore any undomesticated animal and a lot of domesticated ones as well.

Anyway, I felt so indescribably happy standing there on the roof peering up into the hollow.

Graced with the presence of urban wildlife – young urban wildlife at that. This particular raccoon was not even half grown – likely born just this past spring.

He (she?) shifted and suddenly, up briefly popped a second head. There were two!

Oh! The happiness! It compounded.

They shifted around a bit more, eyes half closed. Eventually one of them settled back into sleep with his head cradled on the edge of the hollow.

As I watched, he sank deeper into sleep. As his body became more and more relaxed, his head slid along the edge of the hollow until his neck and head were basically dangling outside the hollow.

Oblivious, he slept on.

Learn to relax like a raccoon.

I sent my dad this picture and he texted back: “New goal… learn to relax like a raccoon.”

What can a raccoon teach us about relaxing and about being ourselves?

Last summer I watched a fully-grown raccoon returning to our neighbors giant Doug Fir. The jays shrieked and dove. The raccoon, completely oblivious, continued along its raccoon path and eventually curled up somewhere in the deep recesses of the fir.

The raccoon was completely unperturbed by the rants and attacks of the jays.

*SIDENOTE: of course, the jays are attacking because raccoons are predators and do raid their nests. However, the times I’m referring to here are times when the raccoon is returning from her nightly forage to sleep, no longer in hunting mode.

Just an afternoon prior to the morning initially described, the jays had suddenly started shrieking and I went to investigate. A raccoon was nestled in the same hollow. He was awake but absolutely relaxed and ambivalent to the jays screaming above him.

He was just a raccoon doing his raccoon thing.

Which got me to thinking…

The more I am me, doing the things that are meaningful to me and living my life as closely aligned with the qualities (love, kindness, compassion…) I treasure, the less the attacks of others will affect me.

In fact, it’s likely I won’t even perceive the unkind words or actions of others (or the world in general) as a threat at all. It is just them being them. I am just me, being me.

Nature is an inescapable model for being yourself.

Nature simply can’t be other than it is. In truth, we can’t be other than we are either.

Most of us do, however, spend a ridiculous amount of energy attempting to be (or to appear) other than we are.

While the reasons for this are many and varied, the more time we spend observing nature (especially while in Owl Eyes), the more these reasons fall away.

Spending even just a couple of minutes watching a bird, a squirrel, a deer (or a beloved pet) brings us back to ourselves. That animal simply can’t be other than it is. On some level, whether consciously or not, we are reminded that we also can’t be other than we are.

This state of *being* calls out to the deepest parts of ourselves.

That part of you that simply is you. That part of me that is unshakably me.

We are reminded that we are enough, that we belong, just as we are.

Knowing these truths, we can let go of our guarding and tension. We can relax… just like the raccoon.

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  1. Emily Sapp says

    August 25, 2010 at 7:50 am

    “In fact, it’s likely I won’t even perceive the unkind words or
    actions of others (or the world in general) as a threat at all. It is just them being them. I am just me, being me.”

    That’s my favorite.

    It’s really obvious to me sometimes just how much humans are still animals. Someone’s encroaching on our job, our man/lady, or even just our happiness. Our survival instincts kick in.

    I guess some of us are naturally jays and some of us are naturally raccoons. As a person who’s more raccoony, I’ve learned that hoping the jays will be able to channel raccoons is somewhat futile. Although I do wish they’d shut up and let me sleep. 😉

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  2. Katie Hart says

    August 25, 2010 at 9:05 am

    More relaxation. Yes.

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  3. Larisa says

    August 26, 2010 at 1:19 pm

    @Emily Sapp
    Ah sleep, precious sleep. Here’s hoping whatever jays keep you awake do relent every now and then. 🙂

    @Katie Hart
    Hear! Hear!

    Reply
  4. Paul Noonan says

    August 26, 2010 at 3:08 pm

    it’s the beauty of living your purpose!
    I love the photo. More photos please!

    Reply
  5. Elizabeth says

    August 28, 2010 at 10:18 pm

    One of the many things I love about nature – it teaches us so much, lessons big (how to be ourselves) and small.

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As a ritualist and animist I specialize in ancestral healing, sacred self-care, and supporting a return to earth-honoring practices and values.

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