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Brief Encounter With a Sparrow

I'm sitting outside at my neighbourhood's Second Cup, writing, reading and enjoying the summer weather with a cup of 'joe'.

As I sit musing and observing the bustling street action, I am visited by a wee sparrow; a female as revealed by her brown colouring, minus the black throat that marks the males.

The tiny bird comes within a foot from where I’m sitting and cocks its little head to look up at me from the concrete sidewalk.

Time stops.
I don't notice the noise anymore.
My attention is riveted on this sweet creature that is curious to see if I have any crumbs to toss its way.

The sparrow glances at me for only a few seconds assessing, quite quickly and accurately, that I am not eating anything and have nothing to share. It hops off and flies a few feet further as it continues scavenging for other edible morsels.

The bird revisits intermittently. Whether it has forgotten that it already 'asked' me, or whether it thinks perhaps I have newly acquired a baked good from the coffee shop, I do not know.

But each time it does, I have the same reaction.

I light up inside.

I feel such awe and tenderness, such love for this 'whisper of a breath' and a pang of guilt that I have nothing to offer it, that I am disappointing it.

As my feathered friend makes yet another inquiry for muffin crumbs, I observe its delicate movements and fragility. I am fully absorbed in the present moment and we each peer into the other's eyes.

I begin to wonder what it is about these encounters that transport me to a place of suspended calm.

I realize the source of my awe.

It is the recognition of each other's existence.

One life force acknowledging the other.

A poignant moment of connection.

I mentally thank my fine little friend for the precious gift and lesson it has afforded me and decide it's time to pack up.

I stand to put my notebooks in my bag and as I look up I see an elderly man trudging towards me, struggling as he uses two canes to steady himself on the sidewalk.

I pause and look directly at the man, fully taking in his being.

My heart floods with affection as I acknowledge the irreplicable life force within the human frame before me, enfeebled as it is by time.

I make it a point to catch his eye and smile widely, letting him know I am nodding to the divine spark within him.

The man's face transforms; the pained look of defeat and weariness disappears as his face beams back at me with an expression of warmth and gentleness.

For a moment again, I am fully present; honoured and humbled by the brief acknowledgment of my soul by another.

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    1. Oh Robin! Thanks for taking the time to comment and read my blog.
      I know you're as much a nature lover as I am so I'm even more touched you found my sparrow's lesson moving…

      Sending you much love,

  1. What a beautiful tale of Presence hopping from one living being to the next – the wee sparrow to you to the elderly gentleman in your wake.

    I've also experienced how a smile, mine or another's, can transform a moment, or the whole day. Your writing is a lovely reminder, imbued with simple hues and deep reverence. Thank you for sharing your light, Kaliopi!

    Much love,

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