For The Birds

Sometimes I feel like a 'little leaf' floating down the stream... twirling around and around...but still floating...moving...moving forward inspite of anything I can do about it.....moving... towards that ocean I suppose.

The 'meeting' tonight reminded me of the short film I downloaded: "For the Birds". Art imitating Life and visa versa. It is too bad I am having a lot of trouble 'following orders' these days. By that I mean also "going with the flow". I am hopeless. There was a warning that I was 'going the wrong way'...but of course I questioned whether it was my mind or not...and should I continue. But that was pretty much as I thought it might be. All those holier-then-thou crows...all the 'little peckers'...mean and rejecting....for the huge dodo bird that landed in their midst....pecking away at its talons...till it let go from the telegraph line they were all perched upon...but by then it was upside-down but only inches from earth....so it landed and turned right-side up....and walked away....unscathed. And they were all flung back into the statisphere in a cloud of feathers. It was a lesson in learning to trust myself. I had originally not intended to go, because if felt very 'exclusive' when I was told about it. But I got just enough out of the talk. A reminder. And a discussion of what I already know inside myself....so that was good. I always always need the reminders. I will tread softly. As softly as I am able.

I feel under so much stress...and staving off all the germs everywhere....I need to protect myself.. but it is an uphill battle with all these short-sighted and insensitive people everywhere you go...not thinking about how they are effecting others. Or caring probably. There are solutions to these 'issues'.

I am trying to treat myself so gently and with as much love as I can also muster...I am going to make some goldenseal tea and take some echinacea. No one ever listens to anything I have to say anyway. Too bad. I have much to offer. It is just that I am not that verbal...and definately 'not that verbal' when there is such huge ego and ego-energy involved. But my writing is not that bad, eh. For a pottery person....and visual, non-verbal person.

I love that movie that I downloaded. Thanks... to whoever made me aware of its availability. Very timely.

I've seen it before...but well done things are always worth seeing more than once.