SPRING - GRATITUDE TO THE HONEY - EATERS

There's a large bottlebrush tree full of exquisite red flowers just next to the veranda. Honey eater birds are constantly visiting and enjoying the nectar from the flowers, and this morning is no different. They sing their song and fly from one flower to the next. I find it's so easy to be endlessly busy in my life; and in that state, I only have an overview of everything around me, rather than stop and see the detail. The birds song is like a wake up call, an invitation to stop and see the beauty. In that beauty, I feel the aliveness and peace that's always here, always available.
 
 

Leave a comment

    Add comment