Good Sunday morning, or afternoon, dear BBs! Well, when I began composing this, it was still morning, PT. :)
Well, it may or may not have occurred to a handful
of you, that I did not write that little blurb, with the
somewhat-vulgar term in it, at 6:12 a.m. I CAN use
a-wee-bit-vulgar terminology, but only in speaking
back to the television. You may have had a few such
occasions, yourselves, and, so, know what I mean.
Sometimes, you just gotta do what you gotta do! :)
I see that none among us is exempt from the abuse
put forth by the bottom-feeders. Well.
Whab, I liked my new handle, until I saw it used
by such.
Am so grateful for the mornings of sunshine that
we did have, BBs. And/or afternoons. Today, so far,
it is a bit different. Well, I can take it. Spring, I know,
is quietly, gently, working its way to the surface,
and will be erupting, most gaily, in beautiful flowers'
faces, and greenery, and buds on virtually everything.
I look forward to it, and, in the meantime, am so-
loving the beautiful sounds of the various birds that
are also anticipating the arrival of Spring. The dear
Titmice, Cardinals, White-Throated Sparrows, Wrens,
Chickadees, Mourning Doves, Red-Bellied Woodpeckers,
Crows, Starlings, and-I-don't-know-what-all, are all out
there, making themselves known, from time to time.
I love it. I look forward to hearing the Song Sparrows
and the House Finches, et al., too. I might even be
blessed by the presence of a sweet-sounding little
American Gold Finch, or two..... Wow, what a beautiful
sound that is, to me. I probably should put out some
Thistle/Niger, for them.
For years, I have put out Black Oil Sunflower Seed,
and Cracked Corn, and Peanuts, Roasted in the Shells,
no salt, and, Peanut Hearts, roasted, when I could get
them. The critters seem to prefer the peanuts roasted.
I can't say I blame them. These feed items just cost so
much, though, that it has changed my ability to offer
them, in the way that I used to do. I worry about the
little birds and squirrels, in bad weather. I hope other
Birders continue to operate feeding stations, to help
our little friends. Bless them, for that. And, bless the
little creatures, too. Oh, and a bit of a water source
is most helpful, too.
Hope everyone of you is doing as well as can be
expected, what with heartaches among yourselves
and those you love. It is so lovely, to me, to see how
caring you BBs are of each other, how you send your
love, in various ways, including the all-important
humor. Your words, I know, reach the hearts of
those who need them, whether in immediate grief, or
in recalled grief.... Our souls appreciate, deeply, the
beauty of the love we share, honestly, from soul to
soul. Do you know? I think you do. And, love from the
soul is the love that really matters. Romance can be
so lovely, but, love from the soul is what is real. That
is the love that will always BE. Forever.
Love you guys. Even though I do not really know you
up close and personal, I send my love to you, and I
wish you, and yours, you may be sure, well, always.
My intention for each of you, and yours, is real love
and joy and happiness. And, Being. Being the you that
you were put on this Earth to Be. Be on your own
journey, each of you, consciously, and you will Be.
And, slowly, slowly, we will move this planet into the
loving, caring, real heaven that it was meant to be and
can be. I know that Gary Zukav (& Linda Frances) and
Deepak Chopra and don Miguel Ruiz and Eckhart Tolle
and Thich Nhat Hanh, et al., and the wisdom of the ages,
are telling us what is Real. What is True. Where our
Real Joy, our Bliss, lies. It is not in the cupboard full of
shoes and purses and ties and jeans and even never-
worn clothing items. Or in the latest-model car, or the
big, hugely-expensive house, and so on. These things
might be nice to have, but, without Real Love, from the
Soul, Real Joy, Real Bliss, without Integrity and Respect
and Reverence for Life, they are but t h i n g s. And,
they might even be weighing us down. Just saying... :)
I am currently working on the next chapter. :)
Ciao, babies. xo
Red (Perhaps you can tell that it is the Real one.) :)
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