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The Magical Gift of Sparrow a/k/a Love
Published by TLT on October 14, 2017 4:54pm.  Category: General

Mid-October seemed rather late to see a number of baby sparrows at my feeders.  Yet, I found a young fledgling huddled on my pation on that cool rainy day. It was wet. Its feathers were in disarray.  And, I wasn't sure it could fly.  It just hopped around as I approached it and scooped it up in a soft cloth.  The neighbor's cat often lurked around the bushes near my feeders, so I was worried this little one might be in danger.

 

I had prepared a box with air holes and soft, clean cloths.  It had let out a little screech when I picked it up, but settled nicely into the dark and warmth of the box.

 

As I worked in the kitchen, I checked on it from time to time.  It didn't appear concerned or frightened.  As I looked in, I thought it might need more air than those air holes offered, so I propped open one of the box flaps and went back to work at the kitchen counter.

 

The counter on which I was working is next to the electric stove.

 

As I was working, I heard the bird move around in the box.  Then, as a rush of air as gentle as a blown kiss went by me, I saw the baby sparrow alight gently on the edge of the stove. 

 

We stared at each other for a second, then I instinctively put out my hand for it to step onto.  (I hand-raised my brown-fronted macaw so I'm comfortable transporting him from cage to day-perch.)

 

To my delight and surprise, this wild creature didn't hesitate, and stepped aboard.

 

I don't remember taking the steps I must have taken to the front door.  Outside, I lowered my hand to the railing and it flew to the plants on my patio.  I knew then that it would find its way home.

 

I feel as though I received a beautiful gift from this encounter with a tiny wild creature.  i have such gratitude for this experience that I just had to share it...with many thanks.

 

Then I read Jim's post which included the following excerpt from Carla's Book of Days:

"Not all encounters with new life are as dramatic as Paul's vision upon the road to Damascus.  May you be willing to support upon yourself those promptings of energetic love which whisper deep within the heart."

 

That excerpt just seems to fit here. 




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