It is spring, and little birds are chirping and gathering in pairs. I keep requesting that a nest be built right here in front of my eyes, but I seem to be the local bar hang-out and good for pairing, but so far, no nest, and that is okay. I love to watch and listen to the twittering and flitting pairs.
I watched the movie Immortal Beloved last night, about Beethoven, and a possible scenario for his love life. We can't know what really went on, and we have the music, and that is the gift, the birds, eggs, trees, and nest, all in one, for lifetimes, and, in this lifetime, at our whim.
Baba Ram Dass says, "The game is not about becoming somebody. It's about becoming nobody."
I still struggle with that, with the balance of understanding doing and being, humility and inner-outer strength.
May today enlighten me a little more, as I stay present and grounded and move from my core.