Friday, 13 January 2017

SHACK 13 THE PIGEON

WIKIMEDIA. COMMONS


High on a tree top perched on a branch that doesn't seem able to bear the pigeon's weight, occasionally turning his head to watch with alertness and a razor sharp awareness that is admirable.

The pigeon stops and looks straight ahead, motionless and I catch his gaze, we seem locked, his stare is intense and as I become still and alert, there seems to be an unsaid strange inexplicable understanding and I become lost and one in just awareness and time stands still and there seems only one mind, empty sharp and alert. 

Not understanding this and not wanting too because thought and logic would destroy this beautiful sharing and the feeling would be lost in explanation and would lose the feel and experience.

In a park a squirrel dropped to the ground from a tree, the squirrel did not run away, he stood very near me and when he stopped his jerking and gathering, he sat perched and upright.  We locked eyes and we both stood motionless for a good ten minutes, friends of mine were puzzled, thought me weird and went away as if I were inhuman.  No thought passed between the squirrel and me, yet there was a sharing of something rich and meaningful that touched me in an area not definable and yet wholly timeless and as if a touch of eternity had embraced me.  

The pigeon and the squirrel were my mentors and their connection with nature was such that a smither of that was given to me----what a blessing
  
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