Saturday, May 30, 2015

A Goldfinch takes a bath...a few thoughts... and a poem

You may be thinking that this doesn't sound very exciting at all. But how often do you take a little time out of your day and become aware of what other life gets up to? Especially when those life forms play out these little things that can be so familiar to us.


I see consciousness from source existing all around me now and I can't help but take notice of even the smallest life form that crosses my path. In this two minute video, a finch takes a drink, and then decides to bathe within the hands of this person.


What comes to your mind as you watch this? Do you take into consideration the tattoos that cover the forearms belonging to the hands providing the bath? Do you wonder if something inauspicious is about to occur? Or do you not lay any judgement and take in the cute factor, the warm feeling or see the possibility that nature is not just limited to the outdoors.

Do you look at situations like this and notice the beauty first? Our reactions can be an interesting thing, and can help us with our own development along the spiritual path. While we can purposefully decide to do things differently, most of the time we are very automatic, but we can look back and focus on how we did react, and what we did think within our minds.

Yesterday I was tasked to study the 'Sparrow' for twenty minutes. I then had to write about the sparrow for eight minutes in a freestyle writing activity — part of my studies this year in writing. I wrote the below prose that I formed into a poem soon after. It's very rough because I had a time limit, but you may find it interesting. I have come to find it interesting that poems can be 'found' within many things in life, and part of our learning has been to notice where they can hide.

Deciding to end its flight,
it takes a bath
in a wet pool of water,
while preening soon after.

How did this this little cinnamon ibon
become so lustful as Aphrodite herself?
A companion now joins in
as this creature takes flight,
singing in tandem a sharply song,
so familiar with the common man.

In ancient times a hieroglyph
marked its existence,
how shall we depict its presence
that will then be known
to a future generation?

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