This occurred in July, 2017, and I thought it would be a great read for the new direction I’m going in!
A woman brought a wounded crow with her to her therapy session (next to my work), and when she went in, she left it in a box on the porch. Our reader for the day, Christina, saw the bird, told us, then she and my coworker went out to look at it, and when I followed, he said it had died. I love crows and ravens, and have never seen one up close, so I had to go look anyway. It wasn’t dead, it was alive!
Mark carried the box into the shop, we gave it water that had a pastille of Rescue Remedy in it, and he moved her to a larger box. He discovered that it had an injury to its chest and was breathing with difficulty. Stephanie, the rescuer, walked in and said she was on her way to deliver it to the Wildlife Rescue Center on Candelaria. Before she left, Mark asked if I wanted to “do my magic”, and put the box on the counter.
*we were so invested in the experience that none of us thought to take a picture. This image is from hdnicewallpapers.com.
The bird was calm through all of this, and I wasn’t worried as I put my left hand on her chest and the other on her back. Very quickly she began leaning into my hand, and after a few minutes, she turned her head, tucked it up against my hand and her “shoulder” (for lack of a better description)…and FELL ASLEEP! In my hands! I asked the others how to tell if a bird is asleep, because I wanted to be sure that what I thought was happening really was happening, and they verified that she was sleeping. I was floored. And the moment she fell asleep, the heat in my right hand intensified exponentially: healing always seems to do its best work when the recipient is sleeping. 🙂
My guy and I drove down to the center Wednesday morning to check up on the bird, but sadly she had died the night before. I was, and still am, crushed. But, as everyone keeps telling me, I gave her some moments of peace in the midst of all her pain, so there’s that to hold on to.
Then….two nights later I discovered that what all the neighbors thought was someone’s squeaky swamp cooler belt was actually a trapped woodchuck! It was stuck in a 4″ wide space between our neighbor’s shed and our cinder-block wall. It had been there and under the shed for about a week, sad to say. I’d gone outside Monday morning when the noise started again, and I discovered it was his shed, not a cooler, but thought it was a ventilation fan or something, and didn’t see him to mention it til Wednesday night. After we discovered the animal, one of our dogs must have knocked a loose top stone brick off the wall and it trapped it even more. My guy and another neighbor used long clamps to lift the brick, but they couldn’t move the other items in the way and we had to leave it there, unsure if it would make it through another night.
I sent it light for over half and hour (and boy, it sucked that energy in!), hoping that it would help. In the morning it was chirping away as we tried to move the rest of the items, but it needed to be done from our neighbor’s yard. When he returned home, he and his wife pulled out some of the items, then he physically lifted large brick that was stuck about 4′ down. Finally all obstacles were removed, but the critter still wouldn’t move, and kept looking at us, chirping away.
My guy, the incredibly inventive man that he is, made a catch-pole like Animal Control uses and our neighbor managed to pull the critter up and dropped it into a humane cage that he had.
We drove it down to the same rescue center (which we hadn’t known existed til the crow) and they said no one had ever brought one in before! The workers all came into the reception area to see what was making that incredibly loud, high-pitched chirp – many thought it was a bird – and one wanted to take pictures. They weren’t sure if they took in woodchucks and attempted to call others to find out, and if not, to where it should be taken. We had to leave it there without any answers, but I can call in a couple days to find out where it is and how it is doing. Hopefully it will be relocated to somewhere lovely!
And that, my dears, has been my week! Animal Planet live and energy healer to wildlife. #relishlife
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Your yellow-bellied marmot is a cousin of our eastern woodchuck, or groundhog; we see them along the roadways every day. I’m sorry about the crow, but so glad you could be there to help it along the journey; rescue and healing is a noble calling.
They aren’t local to here, and most especially not in the middle of the city. We’re still pretty on a high over it. 🙂
And thanks…that is the only aspect of the crow’s situation that gives me some peace.
Wow this was amazing.😮😇
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