I was in a funk yesterday. I couldn’t pull myself out of it. Then I went into the greenhouse to pot some plants and I discovered a bird’s nest. The babies are so very tiny! And the Carolina Wren mother worked right around me, barely bothered by my presence. I couldn’t help but smile–despite myself.
The world draws me out of myself. The birds, horses, cherries, trumpet flowers, frogs, and hawk feather remind me of my connectedness to all. Did this relieve my sadness? No, but it did bring joy, and it did remind me that I am very much alive. These states are not mutually exclusive. I can feel sadness, joy, fear, and aliveness all at once. I’m grateful for this ability because I can remember a time when the sadness would swallow me whole.
Today, Daddy begins his chemo treatments. I’m grateful to get to be with him. I’m scared that he will suffer. I’m sad that he’s sick. I’m happy that we are connected. I feel incredible joy at the miracle of life. I feel all this and more.
Thank you, baby bird friends.
