The spirit of spitting watermelon seeds …

“Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”
– e.e. cummings

Live like a river flows

I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding. John O'Donohue

I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.

~ John O’Donohue
Gratefulness.org Word for the Day

 

Honor your own calling

There is no greater gift you can give or receive than

to honor your calling. It’s why you were born.

And how you become most truly alive.

— Oprah Winfrey

Quote of the Day, EcoWatch, June 20, 2016

On Air with I Am Nature

Robin Milam is interviewed about the Rights of Nature Movement by Brian Porter on I Am Nature

Nurtured by Nature

Nest of 3 baby flycatchers 2014
Baby Hammonds Flycatcher July 2014

Perched on two solar lamps at the head of our walkway are a pair of small green-grey-and-brown hued flycatchers. They sit as a sentinel guarding their nest above. With no notice, one will take flight hovering in midair or into the dogwood tree that shades them. Quick tweets fill the air. Throughout the day they fly back and forth to the nest of the three furry little nestlings they are protecting and nurturing.

One warm summer eve a few weeks ago as the sun was setting behind me, I stood on my front deck absorbing the sweet aroma of the delicate wisteria now in full bloom. As I turned toward my breakfast window the flutter of a small bird caught my eye. She flew toward the house. She was returning to a delicate nest perched on the horizontal crook of the downspout under the eve of our roof. Once on her nest she rested quietly. Since then we have eagerly watched Momma attending her nest through the window from our breakfast nook.

We had missed the nest building process. This piece of natural artwork crafted with fresh oak twigs, sprigs of cedar, bark, buds, and grasses seemingly appeared overnight. Once spotted, for almost two weeks we could see the profile of a small adult flycatcher nesting patiently.

Then one day a week ago her pattern changed and we noted she was most often away from the nest, sitting on the lamp or hovering from the dogwood just a few feet away. We began to see little furry heads with wide open beaks bobbing from the top of the nest. We recognized Momma was joined by her partner in the continual role of keeping watch and tending the nest.

I am awed and touched by this natural display of patient nurturing; tenderness, patience, diligence, impeccable care and attention. Even the location was chosen sagely: safe from intruders, accessible from only one angle, and continually shaded from the hot summer sun.

As the days progress the activity in the nest increases and I am growing acutely aware that in this next week the little ones will become fledglings. Shortly after they will take flight and our covey of love will move on.

Until then my watch continues. Their nurturing is palpable. As Momma and Papa care for their brood, I feel a tremendous nurturing in my own heart – I too am being nurtured by nature.

The Earth is our Mother

The powerful Native American (Lakota) chant
From the album “Hidden Waters, Sacred Ground”
http://www.songhealer.net
photos: Liane Huizen

The earth is our mother,
We must take care of heh
We must take care of her.

Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.
Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.

Her sacred ground we walk upon
With every step we take.
Her sacred ground we walk upon
With every step we take.

Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.
Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.

The earth is our mother,
She will take care of us.
The earth is our mother,
She will take care of us.

Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.
Hey yanna, ho yanna, hey yan yan.

What we give …

“We make a living by what we get. We make a life by what we give.”

– Winston Churchill

A Lesson From A Butterfly

“One day, a small opening appeared on a chrysalis. A man sat and watched and waited for the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through the tiny opening. Then, it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gone as far as it could and it could not go any further.

So the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a pair of scissors and opened the chrysalis.

The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a withered body, it was tiny, and its wings were shriveled.

The man continued to watch. He expected that, at any moment, the wings would open, enlarge and expand to be able to support the butterfly’s body, and then become firm. Neither happened!

In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its short life crawling around with a withered body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.

What the man, in his kindness and his goodwill did not understand was that the restricted chrysalis. and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings, so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom.

Sometimes, struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If life allows us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as we could have been… never been able to fly.”

– Author unknown

Never, never be afraid to do what’s right

“Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake.

Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.”

– Martin Luther King.

What is Missing?

Maya Lin is creating a memorial for the 6th mass extinction on our planet – explore with her at What is Missing? www.whatismissing.net