Beginning with an offering soon becomes a commotion.
A flurry of feathers, darting in and out, awaiting their turn.
Your turn arrives in this present moment: what choice will you make?
Commotion
Black-capped Chickadee
Seeing the Sublime
Mundane perceptions clouding over the true sublime Nature.
Seeing through and beyond the surface into the heart of things.
Requires so little of us, but a small change of our own heart.
Tax (Gladly) Paid!
A small meadow holds an unassuming tree of short stature.
The short tree holds a flat stone of age and origin unknown.
The flat stone holds seeds for friends to live another Winter day.
Seed Tax
In a thicket of trees and hedges, stands a tree near a trail.
This little tree holds a flat stone, placed for a special purpose.
Passing by the flat stone, ask yourself: have you paid the seed tax?
Trail Companions
A quiet forest in Winter, listen carefully for sounds.
Soft chirping and calling surround you from the trees near the trail.
Your companions have returned in their constant search for a meal.
Seed Buffet
Winter nears, colder mornings greet you each day, what will you do?
All your senses are sharper, you see a tall shape approaching…
The shape stops, scatters seeds: no time - grab as many as you can!