Greetings,

This one's weird, so don't read it if you're conflicted about this whole realm -- or maybe you should, more than anyone ---

Birds (phoebes) raised a family in a basket on my porch, but they're done now so I removed the nest in order to give the plant a good watering.  I disliked the idea of having to touch, even tug, the nest away, due to bird groobies, yuck, etc.    
Surprisingly to me,
the nest had the most beautiful sense to it,
--it felt like PUL !  It felt like loving kindness ! Like shaking hands with a really kind person !      It was amazing!

These small beings had emitted a sense of harmony--happiness, love for each other --
all despite our turning on the porch light at odd hours, walking by, slamming the door, etc.

Some time back we discussed picking up the vibes of people in a mall, and what vibe is left on used books, etc.
but those were human-sized vibes!  I really hadn't thought about the little creatures and how much they contribute.
It's humbling.

Bets

You made it possible, Bets.

I often feel that with bird nests.   For some odd reason, more with the little carefully made woven or clay nests...maybe because more time was spent on them?

I have a dozen or so little nests in an artifical cactus (had to keep the ugly thing, it was a gift - so now it's prettied up with bird nests).  Some have horse hair woven through in what must have been hours of effort.

betson wrote on Aug 15^th, 2008 at 11:50am:


Bet wow...you felt the mother/father love (PUL); for the chick/building nest/home sense.....are we different as HUMANS???

With love;Romain