If someone would tell me thirteen years ago, I’m going to love bird watching, I’d say they are crazy, and bird watching is boring.
Well, things changed, when I moved to Edinburgh I started meditating in one place, that had lots of birds: ducks, geese, swans. One day birds became like pets or friends, maybe even like family members.
At some point swans started to recognise me they would come over and sit with me. So, day by day, swans became my meditation companions.
I saved few of their swan babies when they got stuck in the rocks. Sometimes I would bring food to swans. So, time passed and I started liking all birds.
I had this hawk living above my bedroom window and it visited me, nearly every day.
On my daily walks I would notice different birds each bird evokes this sense of awe, especially if it is rare bird like kingfisher.
Each bird has it’s own personality, individuality. Birds are very intelligent, maybe even more intelligent than cats and dogs.
Once I saw pictures of kingfisher on the internet, I really wanted to see that bird in a wild. So, first time I saw it I didn’t realise it was so small and the colour is so bright, blue electric, and it moves so, fast. People offten miss it because it’s fast and small. Kingfisher it’s magical bird, it seems it came from some other dimension maybe fairyland.
So, it happens I seen many times, birds knocking on the windows they are like little messengers and part of synchronicity. Messenger send from higher worlds.
I sit in a park, while I write this post, surrounded by variety of birds, of course. This pigeon, is sitting on a bench with me and it becomes my friend, for a wee while.
Birds make different sounds sometimes it seems nice, sometimes annoying, sometimes soothing. And I have two live alarm clocks that knock on my window every morning, when the sun rises. So, I go to bed when sun sets and rise with sun rises, just like birds. Birds watch after my wellbeing, little feathered guards.
moment art now 