Birds of Song

Riding my bike south on the river trail yesterday a large bird flies north. Eagle. Why are birds of prey so honored? I think of songbirds and their humble role that lifts the senses...in Spirit. My brain is able to be more expansive since I am not organizing events and connecting so many dots. There is less pressure/stress and I can be more fully in the moment. This new spaciousness keeps me spacey and I have to be very deliberate in asking: Where am I; What am I doing now? No, it is not a senior moment. I and we are being pulled into a new dimension.