My Magical Walk: How I Received Answers Through Nature

Today I went for a walk in a park I visit often.

What unfolded felt…ordinary and magical at the same time.

It began with an unexpected encounter.

From a distance, I saw what looked like a dog. But something didn’t quite feel right. I paused, looked again, and realized…it was a coyote.

I hesitated.

For a moment, I wasn’t sure if I should continue or turn back before my walk had even begun.

I stood still and quietly prayed for protection. I looked around, but the park was empty. It was just me, coyote and the unknown.

After a few minutes, I saw two people walking ahead in the direction of the coyote. I called out to them, warning them that there was a coyote nearby. They heard me, but didn’t seem too concerned.

As the coyote approached, I felt my body tense. But just as it came a few steps from us, it suddenly veered off into the bushes.

I exhaled with relief.

The woman turned to me and said, “It was probably more afraid of you than you were of it.”

That stayed with me.

I realized my fear wasn’t just about the coyote; it was about not knowing what to expect. I had heard they could be dangerous, so my body moved into protection.

After all, my prayer for divine protection was answered! 

As I continued walking, I felt drawn toward a tall, beautiful tree. Its branches stretched high into the sky, steady and expansive.

There was something about it that invited reverence.

I paused and felt into the space, almost as if asking permission…
Am I welcome to approach?

I felt a quiet yes.

I placed one hand on a branch and the other on its trunk. I could feel its steadiness…how long it must have stood there, through years of changing seasons, weathering whatever came its way.

I asked the tree a question:

Which direction do I need to move in my life?

The answer didn’t come immediately. I stayed there for a while, listening.

Then, gently, I heard:

“Stand still until the path is revealed to you.”

Part of me, the part that wants to move, to act, to know, wasn’t satisfied.

But another part of me, the part that longs for stillness, felt deeply at peace.

As I continued my walk, I saw a roadrunner.

He wasn’t running though.

He was standing still.

I smiled to myself.

Another message about stillness?

I stood a few steps away, watching him, trying to understand what I was meant to receive. My mind began offering interpretations, trying to “figure it out.”

But nothing landed.

So I waited.

A few moments later, an older man in his 70s approached, walking slowly with two walking poles.

I asked him if he knew the name of the bird. I knew it looked like a roadrunner, but since he wasn’t running, I wondered if I was mistaken.

He smiled and said, “Let’s see.”

Just then, two bicycles rushed past us and suddenly, the bird ran.

We both smiled.

Yes, a roadrunner.

I thought the exchange was complete as the bird disappeared into the bushes.

But as I began to walk away, I heard the man say behind me:

“He’s back…He likes you.”

I turned and saw the roadrunner following me.

Something softened inside me.

I shared with the man that I see animals as messengers, and that I was trying to understand what message this one might have for me.

The roadrunner stood next to me.

So I asked, simply:

“Do you want to walk with me?”

And he did.

He would run ahead, then stop.

I would follow and he would move again.

This continued several times, as if we were walking together in quiet rhythm.

Eventually, I felt it was time to say goodbye.

“Thank you for walking with me,” I said.

He paused and looked up at me.

And in that moment, something in my heart opened.

Tears came but I didn’t know why I was crying. 

Then, I realized. I felt…less alone on my journey. 

I felt accompanied. 

In that space, I turned inward and prayed:

“I am willing to release my aloneness. I place it on the altar, to be transformed into connection.”

The roadrunner had already given me the answer.

Not through words.

But through presence.
Through stillness.
Through walking beside me.

We often search for answers in big, decisive moments.

But sometimes, guidance arrives more quietly.

If you feel like you’re in a moment of not knowing…
uncertain about your next step…
or quietly longing for clarity…

you may not need to push harder.

You may need space to listen.

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