I Am A Pray Animal
/By Jeanette Mayo
As a lifelong champion worrier and trauma survivor, I have resonated with prey animals in my perception of them as skittish, hypervigilant, anxious creatures. Often, I greet squirrels and rabbits with a cheeky “Hello, owl food!”, since I have seen the evidence many times. Yet I am also aware of how successfully prey animals shake off their distress after escaping from a predator; they do not live in a constant state of fear. Wishing some of this ease for myself, and inspired by my love of word play, some months ago I began playing with the idea of calling myself a “pray” animal instead. What would my relationship with my fear be if I thought of myself as a pray animal?
Greg Meyer’s recent message acknowledges that it’s hard not to worry, but it’s also hard not to pray – because prayer is a stance, a way of being, something we already do. The goal is not to pray more, or worry less, but for life to become a prayer. We are already pray animals. I felt compelled to return to my initial wonderings and flesh them out a bit more. I share them with some images of a delightful and enormous bunny I met in a field of flowers back in June.
I am a prey animal.
Foraging for nourishment,
Body poised in perpetual flinch.
Vigilant,
Perceiving the invisible.
Waiting in wince, frozen in flee,
Dancing with danger, which always passes—mostly.
Alert and aware,
I know my place in the web.
It is not my time yet.
What if
What if
Hello, Owl Food photo by jeanette mayo
I am a pray animal.
Foraging for nourishment,
Grazing for grace,
At ease with enough.
I shall not want.
Alert and aware,
I lie down in green pastures—I shall not fear.
Body poised in perpetual welcome,
Curiosity is the cure.
Perceiving the invisible,
I know my place in the web:
Now is my time, the only time.
What if
What if
Chonky Chewer photo by jeanette Mayo
There is always work to be done. Some of it can stop and some of it still needs to happen. But you don’t always have to be the one carrying the pack of the work! This week, take stock