the oak trees are in bloom:
tassels of pale green cascade of the ends of twigs
festooned with Spanish moss,
yellow pollen covering everything.
in a tender moment, between the raindrops,
i see a tiny lady bug….
climbing up a tassel in the air,
right at my eye level…..
even if no one sees you are a flower,
BLOOM, you never know who might need to find shelter in your open petals.
it arrived into the house,
silent at first,
and then it began to growl.
and spit and suck!
and the humans……… smiled?!!!!
when we do such things they frown and scowl…
did we mention that it sprays!
claiming everything for its own….
the rug, the sofa , the chair…….
you would never know we live here at all…..
that’s ok.
i’ll sit in the dark.
.
no really,
it’s ok.
i’m growing.
Making dinner,
reaching for what i needed –
in kitchen and heart –
yet not paying attention to either –
suddenly,
there,
in my hand
was
an anole on a bowl!
holding onto the tilted rim, frozen in surprise and fear –
the present moment became very dear…
no worries here –
you are NOT on the menu!
i walk down the path
behind a little dog
who is smaller
than the wildflowers
that have sprung up overnight.
.
Fearlessly She carries on,
her head and tail held high.
paying no mind to the myriad of bees buzzing in the blooms.
.
love and danger are everywhere.
Follow your Heart.
just below the threatening clouds the bird flies,
Honking, calling…seeking a way Home
all alone,
and as i watch this solo flight …
i think of You.
and me.
and i see none of us ever flies unassisted.
you are talking at me with words i do not understand,
and i am talking to you with every tilt of my head and paddle of my paw…
but neither of us know how to listen….
the tension between us is not simply because of the tight leash….
everything is not a game of power and control…
relationships are built with communication and trust.
the vacuum cleaner broke.
another glass shattered.
and the moon flew in followed by two cats and a dog.
the laundry sat still
patiently waiting for someone to fold it.
lessons of peace are everywhere.
sometimes they look like chaos.
.
the moon came out today while the sun played hide and seek in the clouds.
i stepped outside
and all the birds were singing…..
or were they speaking?
i was doing my best to listen to the words…
but in truth,
all i could understand was the melody…
and sometimes
that’s enough.
flights
of fancy
of delay
of work
of play
.
no sooner had i left the airport than i found myself in another flight path.
duck!
no –
crane!
Ministry of Animals 