I guess since I’ve come into my new family’s life I’ve turned it upside down a bit. I don’t know why because to me everything seems as it should be. I’m 6 months old which makes me about 3 1/2 in people years now. I’m easily distracted especially when I go out to pee. If I see a bird, bunny or bee I forget what I came out to do, and want to play with all Gods creations. I love being outside in the world walking bare paw on the grass, I don’t care if they get muddy or wet. I love digging in the dirt smelling all the scents, hearing all the sounds even taste-testing different things like those lip-smacking rabbit turds, yum!
I think I’m good for my people. I keep them hoping up and down as they have to take me out several times to pee. It makes them walk in their bare feet too as they don’t always have time to put their shoes on. It also gives them a timeout from what they were doing. I look up at my Connie and see something as she breaths in the fresh, is it happy, peaceful, contentment? I don’t know a lot about these things yet, it just looks like she’s feeling and sensing the same things I am, and everything seems as it should be.
Then there’s the leader of our pack, Tom. He’s like the lion in our tribe. When he roars, he expects me to listen. I just love teasing him. When he points his finger at me with a roar to stop, I jump up and nibble at his finger. He roars some more, and I jump back and forth yapping at him. He says, “don’t you talk back at me!” and I ruff, ruff, ruff right back again. The whole time my Connie is laughing at us both. My Tom tries to keep that stern look on his face, but I know if I keep it up I can melt that look right into a smile even a chuckle or two. He loves me, I know it. Sometimes I don’t know who I love more…my Connie or Tom…maybe I just love them both for who they are. What I do know for sure is that I like making them happy and I think I’m doing a pretty good job at it even if it is in upside kind of way.
Until next time,
The Story of the Hummingbird
Michael Nicoll Yahgullanaas
One day a terrible fire broke out in a forest – a huge woodlands was suddenly engulfed by a raging wild fire. Frightened, all the animals fled their homes and ran out of the forest. As they came to the edge of a stream they stopped to watch the fire and they were feeling very discouraged and powerless. They were all bemoaning the destruction of their homes. Every one of them thought there was nothing they could do about the fire, except for one little hummingbird.
This particular hummingbird decided it would do something. It swooped into the stream and picked up a few drops of water and went into the forest and put them on the fire. Then it went back to the stream and did it again, and it kept going back, again and again and again. All the other animals watched in disbelief; some tried to discourage the hummingbird with comments like, “Don’t bother, it is too much, you are too little, your wings will burn, your beak is too tiny, it’s only a drop, you can’t put out this fire.” And as the animals stood around disparaging the little bird’s efforts, the bird noticed how hopeless and forlorn they looked. Then one of the animals shouted out and challenged the hummingbird in a mocking voice, “What do you think you are doing?”
And the hummingbird, without wasting time or losing a beat, looked back and said, “I am doing what I can.”
I often feel like the tiny hummingbird in this great big world. Only I am more like the animals that stand in at the edge of the stream watching the chaos happening right in front of me. I become so overwhelmed by the size of the problem that all I think about is the problem itself rather then what I can do to put the fire out that the problem created in the first place. We all hear the gentle buzz of the hummingbirds’ wings inside us. It’s that little tiny voice trying to be heard over the roar of the fire. It’s calling us to do something. But how can little-ol-me do anything to change what’s wrong in the world? There’s always something we can do whether we can fly the plane that drops tons of water or fly like the little hummingbird with one drop at a time. We do what we can…simple by using what we’ve been blessed with to make a difference.
The hummingbird comes and goes as quickly as the moments in our days. If you don’t catch a glimpse of it when it’s here all you can do is hope for another tomorrow. Hummingbird don’t fly away.
Sometimes my days are like the hummingbird, they come and go before I’ve had a chance to stop and enjoy what it had to show me. Today is the beginning of longer days to enjoy, offering us more sunshine, giving us a brighter light to see with, and warm energizing rays beaming down on us giving us the energy we need to enjoy every moment. Soon we’ll be sitting on our porches watching the hummingbirds as they come and singing to each other, Haven’t you noticed the days somehow keep getting longer.
But, don’t let today fly away before you’ve had a chance to see what it has to show you because it is the hummingbird after all who shows us how easy it is to miss the most important moments in our life. Capture it before the hummingbird flies away.
It can be any time or place…
When suddenly they start…
Those memories of yesterday
That so delight the heart…
They’re brought about by many things…
A treasured photograph,
A song’s familiar melody,
A child’s delightful laugh…
They bring a gladness to the heart,
A warmness to the soul…
They take an ordinary day
And somehow make it whole…
Those precious, priceless memories
That time cannot destroy…
They come and go and leave
A gentle, sentimental joy.
“In our moving outward,
upward and onward,
I feel the silent strength linking me
to all others
by bonds of sympathy
and true brotherhood.”
I have this image in my head that we are all waiting in line at the top of a cliff to look through the same telescope. Half of the people are told what to look for, and the other half are told just to observe what they see before them. After each person is done they stand around talking about what they saw. The ones who were told what to focus on saw only what they looked for, giving them a narrow view. The ones who observed the full view saw all there was to see within the diameter of the telescope. This gave them a greater appreciation, and as they stepped back and looked at the vastness beyond the telescope they saw that there was even more to be seen. Those who had the one thing to focus on couldn’t understand why those who had no restraints didn’t see the importance of the one thing that stood out to them.
My image is different ways of looking at things that form the perceptions we choose to believe. But it goes even deeper than that because there is still a uniqueness in each of us that gives a view that only belongs to us. There is no right or wrong way. What we each see with the openness of our mind, heart and soul is meant to add to the mix of which we are all a part of. It’s like a great recipe with many different ingredients mixed just right to create a tasty dish.
Not everyone is going to like what we see or see what we like. That’s okay, because it challenges us to get the recipe just right. A little bit of bitterness added to the pot can be balanced with a little bit of sweetness. So we can either help one another to see the bigger picture, and sit down to a great concoction of conscious soup or we can remain a one minded ingredient that has nothing to offer but division. The challenge is not to see what someone else says you should look at. We don’t have to agree to see what we can’t see. We simply need to go back and look through the telescope of life with our own eyes open wide. Than we will see what the bigger picture has to offer. Allowing each one of us to make a more informed decision about the things we choose to believe.
So the question we must ask ourselves is: Am I looking only at what everyone else tells me to see or am I looking with my own eyes at what the view has to show me in it’s entirety ?
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change.
When we are in the mist of our troubles, the things that keep us awake at night thinking what we could have done different. What can we do about it now? Oh please God take this burden away we cry out. There are so many hardships from addictions, to sickness, heartaches and losses, I know I’m only touching the surface of many. These are overpowering things. That cause us not to think straight. We have to get to that cry for help. What do we want? To find a sense of peacefulness that will carry us through, because in our desperation, we know there is nothing we can do to change what’s happening. How do we find the serenity we need? Through the gift of acceptance. It’s not enough to ask, we have to be willing to put into action what accepting requires. Believe it or not, there is a gift waiting to be received though our act of acceptance, and that gift is the serenity we long for. It’s tough though. I’ve been through my share of things; I can’t imagine that anyone hasn’t.
How do we accept a gift that is handed to us when our hands are too full of the pain and sorrows to grasp onto it? We have to begin laying down the things we can’t do anything about. The serenity prayer is easy, but the work we have to do takes time, patience and trust. Even when we find ourselves in a better place, it can be difficult to let go of our painful past experiences. I carried a tremendous amount of emotional baggage with me into my marriage and family life. As long as I held onto it I remained imprisoned by it, always the victim feeling helpless. Until one day in a group session with other emotionally damaged people, I got tired of hearing the same story’s over and over again going nowhere. Changing nothing, because as Fr. Morris points out, we can’t change the past. It’s only in the letting go that we are able to receive the gift that acceptance bring. It is so freeing; how can you not experience the serenity it creates.
And the beat goes on through life as we will encounter many more unrelated things we could have never imagined that will be hard. Each time you learn a little more about what your capable of handling, yet it never gets any easier to go through.