Still So Much To Be Done
I'll get to the news later, there was an event this afternoon that I've been thinking about ever since it happened. Some friends had come down to the house to hang out, help out and just visit a bit. We'd gotten hungry and two folks went to get some food. P came back in a moment later and said there was a hurt bird on the lawn. We went outside to see what was going on and a pigeon was lying awkwardly against the cement wall, struggling a bit with one of his wings out of place.

I picked him up, placed him gently on the lawn and put his wing back in place and stepped back again to see if he was stunned or had a broken wing or what was up. Instead, he shuddered once and then his head slowly drooped forward as his life dwindled to a tiny ember inside him and then went out.

It has been a long time since I've witnessed a death and I don't think I've ever seen something like this before. It was almost as if the bird had been fighting to get into a comfortable position before dying. And when I'd put him there, he just slipped away. It was sad and surreal and just a moment in our lives but it was the final moment in that bird's life.

Ever since I've been feeling this seize the day energy, that my own life is just as fragile a flame inside me and that it won't burn forever and there is still so much to be done.