Thalis considers adding winged-watercolor iridescence. “I wahhhhhhn-t to be part of a merrrr-dur!” Surmising there’s something she doesn’t understand, Cal’s features contort in confusion. Nia’s gaze does not leave her work, while a smile sprouts below her nose.
I recently shared with another Substack writer that my experience or interface with the whole of my existence is that of a Great Spirit sensibility. Spirit in animate and inanimate parts of our world. I’m not the source of all my Ah-haas to be sure. If I read that blue jays aren’t actually blue I feel compelled to learn something about that.
I hear you voicing something quite similar about crows. (That often live in five generation families!) Gratefully learned in the Audubon article’s 10 crow facts. 😊 The emphasis on thinking, pointed out in Mahathir Mohamad’s quote, I resonate with.
“The life unexamined is not worth living,” said Socrates.
In Jerry Harvey’s How Come Everytime I Get Stabbed in the Back, My Fingerprints Are on the Knife there is a chapter titled Prayers of Communication and Organizational Learning.
It contains a story about a church meeting in which a young woman vulnerably shares her feelings of loneliness with the group. She shared her thoughts of suicide, and how she’d hoped coming to this meeting might help with her feelings.
Silence ensued.
Without addressing the woman, the discussion leader closed the meeting with prayer.
Harvey says, “What the deacon really said was, ‘Let’s close the prayer with a meeting.’l
A note from LoveLetterist:
An inviting crow image came into my awareness.
I started paying attention to the crows on my morning walk.
They're majestic.
Graceful fliers.
And smart.
Why did I previously reduce them to a noisy nuisance?
I wasn't curious.
I didn't explore...
or think.
I see Barbara Kingsolver and her daughter are publishing a children's book about coyotes.
How cool is that?
https://www.amazon.com/Coyotes-Wild-Home-Barbara-Kingsolver/dp/0940719487/ref=sr_1_1?crid=PLFJQMMYKFT8&keywords=kingsolver+coyotes&qid=1701275135&sprefix=kingsolver+coyotes%2Caps%2C149&sr=8-1
What are two crows waiting for a third? Attempted murder! 😁
I saw a cartoon with that caption yesterday. It inspired this morning’s flying-by-the-seat of-my-pants post. 😁
My long winded response magically vanished into the ethers...
Truncated for intelligibility, “I liked this post today. A Lot.” (The recapture of errant electrons in my cranium can become all consuming) 🙃
Thanks for your creative mind and spirit.
Thank you for reading and encouraging. 😊
I recently shared with another Substack writer that my experience or interface with the whole of my existence is that of a Great Spirit sensibility. Spirit in animate and inanimate parts of our world. I’m not the source of all my Ah-haas to be sure. If I read that blue jays aren’t actually blue I feel compelled to learn something about that.
I hear you voicing something quite similar about crows. (That often live in five generation families!) Gratefully learned in the Audubon article’s 10 crow facts. 😊 The emphasis on thinking, pointed out in Mahathir Mohamad’s quote, I resonate with.
“The life unexamined is not worth living,” said Socrates.
In Jerry Harvey’s How Come Everytime I Get Stabbed in the Back, My Fingerprints Are on the Knife there is a chapter titled Prayers of Communication and Organizational Learning.
It contains a story about a church meeting in which a young woman vulnerably shares her feelings of loneliness with the group. She shared her thoughts of suicide, and how she’d hoped coming to this meeting might help with her feelings.
Silence ensued.
Without addressing the woman, the discussion leader closed the meeting with prayer.
Harvey says, “What the deacon really said was, ‘Let’s close the prayer with a meeting.’l
I/It instead of I/Thou?