Apprehend God in all things, for God is in all things. Every single creature is full of God and a book about God. Every creature is a word of God. If I spent enough time with the tiniest creature – even a caterpillar- I would never have to prepare a sermon. So full of God is every creature. Meister Eckhart
My black lab whinnies with a high pitched cry outside my door when I start to meditate. I get up and let him in. He turns in circles on the rug several times then lays down with a thud, head between his legs, and sighs deeply. Before she died my cat always turned up to settle herself in my lap. Animals are often present with us as we pray. Dogs, cats, rabbits, snakes, herons, fish, coyotes, possums, deer, cows, a wild boar, turkeys, quail, even a mountain lion showed up a time or two to speak of God to me.
A few weeks ago the neighborhood fox paid a call at 4:00 am. My dog was out guarding and began to bark excitedly. When I went to the window I saw the fox, close to the fence, and Elijah on the inside quietly looking at each other. No more barking, just eyes meeting. After while the fox turned and walked out to the middle of the street and lay down under the streetlight. The two continued their silent communion. I stood at the window wondering what was going on. Then the fox stood and walked to the neighbor’s front yard, curled himself up, and appeared to go asleep. What was communicated, what information exchanged, what dog and fox questions had been answered? It was a mysterious encounter that likely would not have happened if I had been outside with Elijah. Would the two had shared that long gaze and the peace that gathered up between them?
If I were alone in a desert
and feeling afraid.
I would want a child to be with me.
For then my fear would disappear
and I would be made strong.
This is what life in itself can do
because it is so noble, so full of pleasure
and so powerful.
But if I could not have a child with me
I would like to have at least a living animal
at my side to comfort me.
let those who bring about wonderful things
in their big, dark books
take an animal – perhaps a dog-
to help them.
The life within the animal
will give them strength in turn.
gives strength in all things
and at all times. Meister Eckhart
Animals participate with us in our shared life, exchanging their sensory awareness with our own. As we interpenetrate each other’s awareness, our communication results in shifts affecting each other. German philosopher, theologian, and mystic (1260-1327), Meister Eckhart writes of receiving strength and life from a child or an animal. Children and animals possess a kind of innocence and presence to their awareness, which adults may lack.
A Rabbit Noticed My Condition
I was sad one day and went for a walk;
I sat in a field.
A rabbit noticed my condition and came near.
It often does not take more than that to help at times –
to just be close to creatures who
are so full of knowing,
so full of love
that they don’t – chat,
they just gaze with their marvelous understanding.
St. John of the Cross in Love Poems from God
How do animals enter your prayer and contemplation? What do they teach you? What shifts happen in you as you commune with them?
In my book, Letters from the Holy Ground, I took a look at the presence of animals in our lives and prayer:
From the beginning, animals had figured in my journey, but now they began to show up more in my writing. And they were not content to simply add color and amusement, the dear things wanted to speak. The animals developed a following among some of my readers. The dog, cats, and rabbits even received occasional cards and inquiries. I seemed to have struck a chord.
What did whimsical animal fantasy have to do with spiritual formation? Did the creatures serve a purpose beyond a literary device and medium of revelation? I became curious about why animals held so much joy and interest for me and my readers. I think it is because animals naturally possess the poverty of spirit I was seeking for myself. Gerald Vann observed that the condition for happiness is a deep sense of our creatureliness. I think part of becoming ordinary is the discovery and deep acceptance of the joy and freedom in our creatureliness. The animals help ground me and remind me that I, like them, am subject to One larger and greater than myself.
Contemplation, consolation, ecstasy, may have a tendency to inflate a person. Being entrusted with the spiritual care and nurture of others, likewise, may puff up our egos. The animals seemed to call me back to the earth, to simplicity, to surrender and trust.
But ask the animals and they will teach you:
the birds of the air, and they will tell you;
ask the plants of the earth,
and they will teach you;
and the fish of the sea will declare to you. (Job 12:7–8 )
Animals do not lie or pretend. They do not sin. They seem to know that God’s omnipotence undergirds everything. Animals disarm our logical defenses and help us overcome our human resistance to grace. I even came to identify a state of being in myself I called “rabbit power.” Rabbit power meant humility and the wisdom, balance, and earthy connectedness of an animal that lives as a prey species, close to the ground and mindful of its vulnerability. I connected rabbit power with taking off my shoes and walking barefoot. In my experience, no rabbit has ever appeared to pine after being something other than it is; rabbit power was a place where I could gratefully be who I am and therein find deep delight and peace.
Finally, communion with animals reflected my desire for union with God. To cross the chasm from one species to another and find communion and a sense of mutual respect and regard seemed to mirror my longing to connect with God. To establish a connection, an understanding, however slight with something wholly other than oneself, is to participate in the eager groaning of a creation seeking wholeness and unity with its Creator.
Spend some time praying with an animal this week. Let me know what you learn. I would love to hear about some of the marvelous understanding creatures give to you.
Loretta, I can so resonate with your thoughts here as I recall my 17 years w/ my #1 child: black/white part springer spaniel, Charlie. But my most recent experiences ping off these thoughts in a different direction: combination of 3 yr old granddaughter, Adrianna, taking a walk w/ me & every couple of feet we have to squat & stare in fascination at roly polys, lady bugs, rocks, flower petals, tiptoe toward squirrels & birds, & watch for water sprinklers to run into. We don’t make much progress down the street, but all of creation delights her & we bring home lots of treasures. I sure don’t recall anyone taking me on walks like this when I was 3. It’s an innocent wonder at all creation which, emotionally, brings me to my knees. Shelley
Oh, Loretta, how nice to see Seal again! I miss her! Loved this post!
Oh yes! First thing in the morning I feed Ernie the old cat and Bo the dog, get my coffee, by that time they have beat me to my prayer chair and we pray the Rosary and do some spiritual reading. Prayer is a magnet to animals, a taste of “HOME.” Ernie at 20 yrs. had to be put to sleep just over two weeks ago………………….such an empty hole but he was in better spiritual shape than most since so many Rosaries had been dragged through his fur, and he even endured the Bible propped on his little body. I have this sense of expectation wondering how my Father will fill this place that Ernie held so long
Thank you Donna! I love that Ernie was a cat who knew the feeling of a rosary dragged through his fur. How hard to lose a praying friend. And yes, keep an eye open for what your Father will provide – resurrection purring around your ankles