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SENSITIVITY

March 28th 2008 23:11
I am sure the birds sense not only my activity, but my emotions. I relax by reading a calming book of Buddhist literature, and Smokey rests contentedly upon the doortop. He even grunts his disapproval when I get up and walk past to fetch a drink of water! I sink into the surrounds of atmospheric music, and the three baby-brothers rest on the sill, nodding along. I open the back door, after having spent an hour or two busily baking goodies in the kitchen. A flock of expectant faces appear, as if they know exactly what I have been up to - and that it may result in the appearance of crumbs, crusts, and scraps of varying formation.


These birds just KNOW what goes on inside our house. When my son gets a tad grumpy and storms off on a nature hike to calm himself down, they grunt and fly aside as he marches out the door, pausing to place his snatched up shoes upon his feet before departing for a few hours. If life causes me to be sad or distressed, the pigeons sit on my windowsill, and come close to me if I sulk on the inside sill. They peer in compassionately, recognizing my distress.

Likewise, I can often tell what is going through their heads. I do not know if it is just that our human-bird relationship is succeeding on the grounds of my spiritual sensitivity, or if anyone who takes the time to observe the non-human world will find the same. Which of us is it that makes the connection - this weird human or those feathered friends?
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Comment by tlcorbin

March 29th 2008 00:36
Great story sandeye, very compelling. I agree with much of what you've shared. I can throw some treats out on the snow and call the birds to it mimicking the call of a crow. They drop in and then the ravens follow. I call raven's last because they're feathered piglets. But If I am the least bit edgy, the birds won't come around until I am out of sight, the little wankers. Raven

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