Congress of Robins

Hello Beloved, how was your week? A bit of a rollercoaster for me. In other words, same old same. I was thinking about something I witnessed this past fall during a walk. The majority of the leaves had hit the dirt already but there was this one tree that wasn’t willing to let go of her leaves. She was a bright yellow color. Yes I know I am giving the tree a female bent, deal with it. To me she is a she, ok. Any way this one morning as I was appreciating the colors I realized that the tree was filled to overflowing with robins. Hundreds of them. Every branch was full and there was chittering from all of them. I watched them for a while and what came to my mind is that they were having a convention. Every once in a while a bird would flutter up and settle some place, chitter a bit then flutter off again.

I really felt like I was watching a congress of robins. They were finishing up business before the migration. Trading emails and addresses. All the things friends do when they leave a convention and go their own ways. You understand what I’m talking about? I could imagine phrases like “see you in the spring” and “send me pictures”. Use your imagination. I know it is a bit weird but that is par for course with me.

I find amazement in how flora and fauna where created to work together and the ebb and flow of nature and seasons and all that stuff. It is so wonderful how birds can use the magnetic fields of the earth to migrate and find their way to where they need to be. On the way home I saw a murmur of birds, it was like watching a living piece of silk float on the winds. All these birds moving as one at the speed of flight. Very cool.

We live in an amazing world. No matter where we live, city, country, small town, etc. We can observe nature in some way or another. Sometimes when I get overwhelmed with the problems and challenges of my day to day life, watching and appreciating nature helps to put things into perspective. There are spots in a lot of “Holy Books” that talk about the powers that be caring for the smallest of creatures around us to make it clear to us that we will be cared for as well. Contemplate this with me Beloved, if the sparrow is given the food and water and shelter they need to survive, why wouldn’t we be given the same consideration? Are we not higher on the food chain than a sparrow or robin as it were? I would say yes. I would also say that sometimes we tend to get in the way of ourselves getting the care we need. We try to control that which is beyond our control. We get frustrated with this and end up asking things like, Why? Why?

I think we can take a hint from the creatures around us and say Why not? If we expect to be taken care of and we manage to keep out of the way of the care reaching us we can be as happy and as satisfied as that tree full of robins having their convention. I listen to the birds both outside and inside my home and they all sound so happy and contented. We worry and tumble things around in our heads so much sometimes that we tend to miss simple pleasures in life. I know we have serious issues to deal with every day. We deal with life and death issues all the time. I deal with crap every day just like you do Beloved.

Here is where I ask something of you, are you ready? I want you to simply stop, take a deep breath, notice and appreciate some form of creation around you. It could be your very own pet critter. It could be a sparrow or robin or a squirrel outside your window. in one way or another these critters are cared for. You Beloved are loved and cared for as well. For some people it is easier to see this than it is for others. For those of us who know we are cared for maybe just maybe we can be part of the plan to care for those who need a tangible example of care more than we do at the moment. Life is a rollercoaster, when my track is high and yours is low I can be a help to you and vis versa. Breathe deep Beloved and know that life is bigger than each of us individually but together, together we can be bigger than life.

Beloved, have a lovely…

Mona Langmaackmelin