There are so many things to be sad about, so many things to try and change, but all thoughts have a power of their own and the last thing I want to create is more darkness, more ugliness, more sadness, in this world.
I need to do what I can to alleviate the suffering, but after that I want to focus on the things that create light. The thoughts that add peace and sweetness to the world.
It is then I look for my tiny golden bird. He comes into sight and I am fascinated by him. He has the most astonishing eyes and the way he wipes his wing over them while I am watching, totally bewitches me.
I stare in wonder as he cocks his head and shrugs those brawny bird shoulders, as if to say, “Well?”
Daring me to find fault with even the tiniest aspect of his being and I cannot.
I see only an exquisite creature, perfect in every way. A charming little guy. A sweetly sensual little guy, who just goes about his business, living, working, gathering seeds and making a nest for his family to live in; and I am so grateful for his existence.
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