I'm wondering ... (*deep* and long)
D...@freewheeling.com
On Tue, 19 Nov 1996 08:17:52 -0500, Gloria Heim <gh...@gate.net>
wrote:
>I'm wondering how many bird owners on this NG ever really deeply
>consider the reason themselves and their birds ever came to join in
>relationship on this earth.
Well, if you're taking a poll, my interest includes all animals, and
it has something to do with the mere presence of organic lifeforce. I
dunno... it's like what Obeewan Kinoby said about "The Force - it
surrounds us, it connects us, it binds us together- or something like
that" It's not unlike the feeling I get when I'm out in nature,
especially in a place like the south, where the density of life can be
much greater (the swamp on Degoba is a great example)!>
>Do you ever think about it? It's a profound thought actually,
>considering the similarities between their intelligence and ours.
>Exciting!
As for thier intelligence, I can't anthropomorphize. Birds is wicked
dum. They're a cut above reptiles, for goodness sake.>
>Was it because you found a cute pet in the window ?
Uglier is better.>
>Was it because you felt a need to know the free spirit of a bird?
Anyone would tell you that's why I love Deborah!>
>
>I am of Native American descent and my grandmother taught me that all
>things on this earth have a reason for being and all things have a
>relationship with each other.
Yeah, like I said above.>
Well, gotta run...
gotta keep the loonies on the path.
Gloria Heim
I'm wondering how many bird owners on this NG ever really deeply
consider the reason themselves and their birds ever came to join in
relationship on this earth.
Do you ever think about it? It's a profound thought actually,
considering the similarities between their intelligence and ours.
Exciting!
Was it because you found a cute pet in the window and you thought it
would make a great companion?
Was it because you felt a need to know the free spirit of a bird?
Was it because you felt compelled to be united in relationship with a
bird as opposed to a dog or a cat (who themselves have their own
spirits)?
I know this is getting kind of deep but I'm curious what motivates us to
hold in our hands the spirit of a bird! That is a very powerful thing
we have taken upon ourselves!
I am of Native American descent and my grandmother taught me that all
things on this earth have a reason for being and all things have a
relationship with each other.
I happen to be awestruck by birds. Their spirit, their beauty, their
intelligence and their willingness to relate to humans. It's almost
like there's something they know they need to teach us! There's GOT to
be something there that I'm not seeing.
I'm ever in wonder regarding this very subject, for I firmly believe we
have so much to learn from our birds and I'm constantly bewildered,
vindicated and moved to great depths by my feathered friends.
Even the spirits of the birds whose wings I have clipped have not been
hindered in the least, of which I have been in constant witness and
eager anticipation.
Gloria
P.S. And just because I'm your resident artist (far as I know), doesn't
mean I'm the only one with reflections on this subject. I'm hungry for
fellowship on this line of thinking and encourage and welcome anyone
with their own thoughts to reply via email.
--
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies,
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit
D.J. Gilmour
Tracy Bell
I bred my first two pets. This was great because I could start taming them
before they left the nest. I finished breeding birds before I went to uni.
About six years later I was missing my birds (last pet died a year before
Uni). So I went and bought one from the pet shop. I love birds because
even though they are so much smaller then us they appear amazingly
intelligent and I can never get over how they aren't scared of us! I love
chatting away with my birds and looking into their eyes, its as if you are
having a real conversation even though you really have no clue what you're
saying.
I really feel some pets and owners are "meant" to be together. I felt this
most strongly with my first pet bird (I just opened the box after being
away on holidays and KNEW and also picked a name strait off) and my cat
Cleo.
Gloria Heim <gh...@gate.net> wrote in article <3291B3...@gate.net>...
Cherane Pefley, Certified Avian Specialist
In article <3291B3...@gate.net> Gloria Heim wrote:
>Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1996 08:17:52 -0500
>From: Gloria Heim <gh...@gate.net>
>Newsgroups: rec.pets.birds
>Subject: I'm wondering ... (*deep* and long)
>
>I'm wondering how many bird owners on this NG ever really deeply
>consider the reason themselves and their birds ever came to join
in
>relationship on this earth.
>
>Do you ever think about it? It's a profound thought actually,
>considering the similarities between their intelligence and ours.
>Exciting!
Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1996 08:17:52 -0500
>From: Gloria Heim <gh...@gate.net>
>Newsgroups: rec.pets.birds
>Subject: I'm wondering ... (*deep* and long)
>
>I'm wondering how many bird owners on this NG ever really deeply
>consider the reason themselves and their birds ever came to join
in
>relationship on this earth.
>
>Do you ever think about it? It's a profound thought actually,
>considering the similarities between their intelligence and ours.
>Exciting!
I have come to the conclusion, they are my *Guardian Angels* in
disguise. (only because they don't look familar to me)smile
Through my RoseBuds death, I felt *pain*, with pain, I became
*humble*.
Seeing my babies heart beating in the egg, I reconized
*responsibility* with the sence of *creating* a live baby.
With the *desire* of wanting to incubate an egg, came *dependence*
on my higher being.
Through *restlesss* nights with a sick baby, came a *spirit of
God*, ... a *found deliverance* with the *healing* of the baby.
I could go on ....and on but I won't bore you.
anyway,
Guardian Angels
Pain
Humble
REsponsible
Creating
Desire
Restless
Found deliverance
Healing
My wings of joy (birds) are the Spirits of my God, directing and
inciting me in the development of my *being*(human) with a episodoc
passion for this earth and the creatures of God.
Cherane
September 29, 1989, I suffered a head injury. I had to relearn to
speak, write and walk. Excuse my post with improper grammar or
spelling which I have so carelessly overlooked.
"Quality
is never an accident;
it is always the result of
high intention, sincere effort,
intelligent direction and skillful execution;
it represents the wise choice
of many alternatives."