Posted by: Zane Maser | April 17, 2016

THE LITTLE ONES

Let us kneel humbly
to see a mouse munching greens.
Moments of gladness.

Little furry ones.
In their innocence of life.
Graced by their presence.

Splashing in water.
Birds taking leisurely baths.
Fun, shared interludes.

Haven made for all.
Freshen water; spread seeds, nuts.
Ever may we serve.

Wee ones are mirrors.
We give and sow Love, Light, Peace.
Earth elevated.

Beauty everywhere!
Each has its own precious place.
The Circle complete.

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May all beings be free from enmity;

May all beings be free from injury;

May all beings be free from suffering;

May all beings be happy. 

Buddhist Prayer for Animals to be Free From Suffering

 

As a mother even with her own life protects
her only child, so should one cultivate immeasurable
loving-kindness towards all living beings.

The Metta Sutta (from Buddhism)
 


Other Spiritual Offerings:

• For the Love of Animals

• Differing Gifts

• Saint Worm

• Bumblebee Hotel

• Orchid Talk


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Posted by: Zane Maser | March 31, 2016

SMALL, SILENT, SACRED VOICE

 
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Hear the Word of Grace.
Harmony of life takes place.
Flowers sun in peace.

 


…behind this visible scene there is a spiritual reality,
and at any moment it can come into full view.
Joel S. Goldsmith, A Parenthesis in Eternity
 


Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Are You Able To Be Quiet?

• Mindfully Receptive

• The Temple Of Silence

• Spiritual Silence

• The Divine Broadcast


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Posted by: Zane Maser | March 24, 2016

SPIRITUAL CONTACT

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Softly come inside.
Rest here, listen, look to Source.
Make your God contact.

Weight drops from shoulders.
Illumination lifts you.
Walk on without fear.

 

Stepping Homeward along the narrow
but sure Path, the waters of Spirit
forever sustain and buoy you up.

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If you endeavor to raise the Christ within you,
you help to raise all human kind. You cannot make
one effort towards heaven without the whole of the
world, even the very earth itself, being the better
for it. See the responsibility that lies with you!
What a glorious opportunity is yours! Don’t allow
the darkness of earth to deny you your birthright of
freedom and happiness, of service and worship. Peace
be with you; peace, and a great joy.
White Eagle, “The Quiet Mind”


Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Choose Your Fork Of The Path

• The Call Divine

• Inward Hearing

• Spiritual Unity

• Heaven is Earth


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Posted by: Zane Maser | March 17, 2016

BIRD CONSCIOUSNESS

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Consciousness knows all.
This “Life” essence is substance
for all outward form.

Sacred life appears.
Inhabitants of green Earth.
Moved by this “Something.”

All birds simply know—
why, when, where to fly how far.
Stomachs full, eggs laid.

No conscious thought here.
Divine Impulse equips, prompts.
Current need fulfilled.

Eye-to-eye with birds.
They alight on gentle arms.
Hearts that beat as one.

United we live.
Harmony between life’s forms.
Melodic bird song.

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Remembering Saint Francis

In the fleeting but sacred moments I enjoy with the many birds that visit our garden sanctuary, my thoughts sometimes drift fondly to St. Francis of Assisi, well known as the beloved patron saint of animals, birds, and the environment. Pope Innocent III told Francis that God had given him the greatest gift of all—the grace to approach Him through His beloved creatures. In “The Canticle of Brother Sun,” written shortly before Francis passed on, one of his famous stanzas goes like this: “Praised be You my Lord through our Sister, Mother Earth who sustains and governs us, 
producing varied fruits with coloured flowers and herbs.” His boundless love of life was inclusive when he prayed, “My God and my all.” For him, every particle of the natural world was holy in its multiplicity of manifestations—in the reassuring ways Life reveals God’s Love.

Perhaps the most famous incident that illustrates Francis’ enduring voice for nature and his great love for animals is recounted in the “Fioretti” (“The Little Flowers of Saint Francis”), a collection of legends and folklore that sprang up after the Saint’s death.1 In one of these stories, it is told that while he was traveling with some companions one day, they reached a place in the road where birds filled the trees on both sides. Francis told his companions to “wait for me while I go to preach to my sisters the birds.” The birds surrounded him, intrigued by the power of his voice. Not a single bird flew away from his humble, radiating presence. Thus, the famous “Sermon to the Birds” became an enduring legend.

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Naturalist John Muir put it perfectly when he wrote, “any glimpse into the life of an animal quickens our own and makes it so much the larger and better in every way.” My life is daily enlarged and made better by every feathered and furred encounter of grace and blessing. Thank you, sisters and brothers of the animal realm. Thank you, Saint Francis, for your unforgettable, spiritual legacy of love, joy, and humble presence. In today’s rapidly changing world, you help us to remember who we really are—divine beings surrounded by divine beings.

Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love,

Where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is doubt, faith;

Where there is despair, hope;

Where there is darkness, light;

And where there is sadness, joy.

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek

to be consoled as to console,

to be understood as to understand,

to be loved, as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive,

It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

St. Francis of Assisi


We would give you a vision of an infinite power working in
perfect order, from the heights to the depths, from heaven
above right down to the physical and through all humanity.
We would show you a process in all life of changing darkness
into light. Light creates life. And even in the very lowest form
of life, light is working amid the darkness. Divine law, the law
of God, is working on the darkness, the positive state working
on the negative, in a process that is gradually producing
the perfect God-conscious being.
                   White Eagle, Further Steps on a Spiritual Path

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Other Animal and Nature Offerings:

• Those “Shy” Birds

• Graced By White-Crowned Sparrows

• Frequency Aligners

• Until The Last One…

• Natural Dispersal

• Five Snow Geese

• For the Love of Animals


Endnote:

1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francis_of_Assisi


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Posted by: Zane Maser | March 11, 2016

WHAT YOU GIVE, YOU GET

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As you give, so will you get.
What I give to you, I get to receive
as my return package.
I sent it out already self-addressed.

It’s like a Circle
that contains all of Creation.
One Divine Being encompasses all of us.
One Divine Self is you—and me.
We are the same divinity expressing individually.
What I do to you, I also do to myself
in the same, precise measure.
We are the gift we give that returns to its origin.

An underlying Law operates.
You set this spiritual Law of Action and Reaction
in motion with every thought,
word, deed, and thus in what your
outer life demonstrates, as do I.

The Law of Equitable Adjustment operates
in secret, moment by moment,
in darkness and light,
openly and out of view behind closed doors.
The exact reward is forthcoming.

The Law functions as complete justice—
as we walk the high road,
as we walk the low road.
The source of individual power resides
within our every choice.

The one certainty is I get to meet
my self—or my Self.
My energy signature goes out automatically
in each moment of personal creation,
no matter what form of energy I am exchanging.
Thus, my world is self-made,
as is yours.

In reality, when I give, I am neither
diminished nor divided.
Rather, I am both increased and multiplied.
I get to meet my self—or my Self,
since whatever I share from my right-hand pocket,
the very same portion fills my left-hand pocket.

It’s no mystery.
It’s the reflexive action of
whatever flows from us.
It doesn’t happen to us.
What we create as consequences exists
and occurs first within us.
One pocketful of love is actually
two pocketfuls of love.
Love returns as love.

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Divine Law operates
on the human level of life.
You are the law unto your self,
just as I am the same law unto my self.

Before you send anything out, pause and
reflect about the package that
will inevitably return to your front door,
whether tomorrow, next year,
or in a future incarnation.
Will the contents be filled with
misery or joy, conflict or peace,
heartache or contentment,
a punishing attitude or compassion,
a grimace or a smile?

The spiritual Truth of sowing
and reaping is inexorable.
Once such a principle of Truth is
consciously perceived and understood, then
you will also realize fully it is
YOU who sits in the driver’s seat.
Asleep or awake, this seat is never vacant.

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Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Waves of Goodness

• Inner Signature

• Compassion On the Day of Love

• How Would You Be Remembered?

• The World is in our Neighborhood

• The Tree That Shares


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Posted by: Zane Maser | February 25, 2016

TRANSCEND “TROUBLES”

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Among the body of Heavenly Truths that convey pure wisdom, consider this pearl: “The invisible part of our being, our life is the source of the visible.” This thought is stated as clearly as it gets. Moreover, it’s an excellent gateway into the deepest moments of contemplation.

What transpires within our consciousness is the inner creative power that manifests outwardly. The entirety of what “my” world, “your” world looks like resides within our own grasp and choice. It cannot be found without, even though countless, medieval and modern-day knights and adventurous ladies have searched the world over for the Holy Grail. When they return home exhausted, despondent, and penniless, the Grail Cup is clearly sparkling within the premises of their own garden, tucked away quietly but always within their immediate reach. How, then, could the Divine Cup be missed?

Indeed, the Spiritual Quest is the most arduous, lonely Path of all possible walkways. And it is the only Path that eventually leads to Self-Mastery—to the realization of the Cup, overflowing with its radiant Light, secreted within our own heart.

The British philosopher, James Allen, was a wayshower who valiantly walked the meditative Path—apart from the noisy, bustling, falsely guided, forever clamoring, and desire-filled crowd of humanity. As a priceless gift from his journey of self-conquest and serenity, he has bequeathed to those of us who follow signposts that can illuminate our every footstep toward the pure atmosphere of the Highest Mountain view. Here is one of his counsels:

The Heavenly-hearted are without sorrow and suffering
because they are without sin. What the worldly-minded
call troubles they regard as pleasant tasks of Love and
Wisdom. Troubles belong to hell; they do not enter Heaven.

This is so simple it should not appear strange. If you have
a trouble, it is in your own mind, and nowhere else. You make
it; it is not made for you. It is not in your task; it is not in that outward thing. You are its creator, and it derives its life from
you only. Look upon all your difficulties as lessons to be
learned, as aids to spiritual growth, and lo! they are difficulties
no longer! This is one of the pathways up to Heaven.
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Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Ego Benders

• Pain Body Attack!

• The Ego’s Sneaky Version of the 23rd Psalm

• Ego Speak, Heart Speak

• Fostering What?

• Self-Governance

• Self-Emptying Meditation


Endnote:

1. James Allen. 2004. The Wisdom of James Allen III. Quote used is from The Heavenly Life, page 356.


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Posted by: Zane Maser | January 29, 2016

SIMPLICITY OF BEING

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Truth is so simple.
Live it to be so aware.
Relax, breath easy.

Begin a task right.
Love it to be so awake.
Peace in joyful work.

Birds catch air currents.
No effort to be so true.
They are as they are.

Quiet wisdom comes.
Mind released from all its haste.
Light reveals no fear.

Fruit ripens in time.
Basking in Sun’s daily warmth.
Is there more than this?

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Each act that one undertakes represents
an awareness at a particular stage of development.
Alice Burmeister, The Touch of Healing
 

If you resist life, it’s like riding a bicycle into a wind.
The more you resist, the stronger is the opposing wind.
When you accept life, you ride with ease
with the wind at your back.
Chris Maser, The World is in Our Garden
 

There is one Link, one Life eternal, which unites
everything in the universe—animate and inanimate—
one wave of Life flowing through everything.
Paramahansa Yogananda, master teacher and Perfected One

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Other Spiritual Offerings:

• Manifested Splendour

• Inner Signature

• In-Put And Out-Put

• Masters of Energy

• Major Contentment Mode


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Posted by: Zane Maser | January 22, 2016

THE PLANET OF DYSLEXIA

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Young George . . . although he was bright
and intelligent and bursting with energy,
he was unable to read and write. Patton’s
wife corrected his spelling, his punctua-
tion, and his grammar.
Biographer Martin Blumenson
(talking about General George Patton)
 

There’s no question all of us know about the existence of planets like Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn. Well, there’s yet another planet: Dyslexia. I keep trying to understand this foreign territory, because it’s a planet that, for me, is still shrouded in its mysteries! Perhaps due to a fortunate karmic choice in this lifetime, I’ve never set foot on the Planet of Dyslexia—that is, from what it must FEEL like from the inside out! There are times the Planet of Dyslexia tries my patience to the max!

In retrospect, when Chris and I were married 34 years ago, I had no idea whatsoever that my husband was a closet “dyslexic.” I didn’t even know there was such a thing as a language-based learning disorder termed “dyslexia.” From the outside, he seemed a normally functioning person. There were no apparent intellectual deficits or overt problems related to learning or reading. But, like most individuals with this “cognitive” disorder, most especially prior to dyslexia entering the mainstream with its diagnostic symptoms, they learn from a very early age to hide their challenges at school and in life. Teachers, classmates, his father, and later college professors labeled Chris repeatedly in shaming ways, such as you’re “lazy, slow, dumb, stupid, or not trying hard enough,” even though he possessed the perfectly normal to superior intelligence that characterizes dyslexics.

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A teacher sent the following note
home with a six-year-old boy:
“He is too stupid to learn.”
That boy was Thomas A. Edison.
Thomas Edison

Despite differences in the structural and neurological functioning of his brain, Chris had become adept over the years at coping with his dyslexia. Unbeknownst to my awareness early on, he had his set “runways” and “landmarks” to find his way around, even in our small town and state where he’s lived most of his life. With no workable, interior compass to aid him in distinguishing left from right—one of the possible symptoms of dyslexia—he often relied on maps drawn by others to help him navigate terrifying new routes. He’d go the opposite direction to where he needed to go when driving out of a parking lot, because his brain “wiring” switches directions 180 degrees, just like it changes the order of letters and numbers—another symptom of the condition. He’s dialed the Pentagon in Washington, D. C. and a mortuary in Texas when he was trying to call someone local! I’m the “checkbook balancer” in our family, a task that is wrought with total frustration for Chris, due to the fact that his sum total is different for every attempt. I get frequent questions like, “how do you spell obsolete?” or “how do you pronounce this word?” I sometimes get a blank stare when I ask him to give me a paraphrase of the news article he’s just read.

It has not always been easy living with a dyslexic. I can’t begin to imagine what it is like dealing with it, from the inside out, on a daily basis with the inherent discomfort and humiliation that is often heaped on a dyslexic. I have sometimes reacted to Chris’ disability with an unconscious resistance—because I don’t have those challenges he struggles with—rather than with acceptance, patience, and appreciation. The fact is he can’t be different than he is in this regard, even if he wanted to be “regular.” His mind doesn’t work the way my mind works—it never will. It is my folly to expect that his mental capacities will be other than they are. It is what it is.

Dyslexia is the most common learning disability and people worldwide contend with it. The exact percentage of the population it affects is unknown, but estimates suggest that anywhere from 5-17% may experience some degree of impairment. Dyslexics frequently have trouble spelling, counting the number of syllables in a word, pronouncing words accurately when reading aloud, reading quickly, sounding out words in the head or verbally, persevering with and understanding extended reading assignments, and comprehending what one has read or seen, as in the story line of a movie, to name a few of the potential difficulties. The extent of the learning challenges of dyslexia varies from person to person, and similar to Chris, it can run in a family wherein it was passed from mother to son in his case.1

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As a condition first identified in 1881, numberless individuals have suffered unnecessarily due to a lack of understanding and information about what constitutes this basic “disability.” Prior to the 1980s, dyslexia was considered the result of the educational process. Thus, people with dyslexia have been misjudged and “labeled” for a condition that is not their “intellectual fault” but rather involves problems within the mechanisms of the brain’s language and visual processing.2 It is sad to note that dyslexics at work sometimes encounter negative attitudes, prejudice, and are stigmatized for the differences and rates in which they process information and thus their tasks. At times, people make an external assessment based on outer “appearances” without any comprehension that dyslexia is a disability no less than any other disability, such as the person who is afflicted with anxiety and panic disorder.

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We’re born with success. It is only
others who point out our failures, and what
they attribute to us as failure.
Whoopi Goldberg

There are contrasting trade-offs with everything in life. The offsetting grace to dyslexia is the person is called on to develop alternative gifts that may have otherwise lain dormant. When Chris couldn’t do something the “customary” way, his innovative mind created other pathways toward solutions. Dyslexia never stopped him; it opened out a whole different segment of his talents and ability to think in original ways. The muscles of his intuitive capacities strengthened, and in his chosen professional field he has put forth pioneering ideas far beyond that of mainstream thinkers. He can “see” the intricate interrelationships within whole ecological systems and how the Universe functions according to a few basic principles! So prodigious has been his creative output that, just last week, he signed a book contract with his co-author. When that book—on the interface of the legal system with that of sustainability—arrives in print, it will be his 40th published book! Not too shabby of an achievement for someone who was labeled “stupid and slow” for so many of his formative years!

Many times I can see a solution to something differently
and quicker than other people. I see the end zone
and say ‘This is where I want to go.’
Charles Schwab, famous investor

And Chris shares company with some of the most distinguished, inventive, groundbreaking minds on the planet from the past and present. The following is but a brief list of those luminaries with the “gift” of dyslexia that have helped to elevate the level of consciousness on our planet.3

Actors and Entertainers: Jennifer Aniston, Harry Belafonte, Orlando Bloom, Tom Cruise, Danny Glover, Whoopi Goldberg,
Jim Carrey, Jay Leno, Keanu Reeves, Kiera Knightley, Billy Bob Thornton, Henry Winkler, Loretta Young

Filmmakers: Robert Benton, Walt Disney, Steven Speilberg

Musicians: Cher, John Lennon, Nigel Kennedy, Bob Weir

Artists, Designers, and Architects: Leonardo da Vinci, Ansel Adams (photographer), Tommy Hilfiger (clothing designer), Pablo Picasso, Auguste Rodin, Jorn Utzon (architect, designer of the Sydney Opera House), Andy Warhol

Athletes: Muhammad Ali, Meryl Davis (Olympic Gold Medalist, figure skating), Duncan Goodhew (Olympic swimmer), Bruce Jenner, Magic Johnson, Nolan Ryan, Jackie Stewart

Military Heroes: General George Patton

Political Leaders: King Carl XVI Gustaf of Sweden, Nelson Rockefeller, Woodrow Wilson, George Washington, Winston
Churchill

Inventors and Scientists: Alexander Graham Bell, Pierre Curie, Thomas Edison, Albert Einstein, Michael Faraday, Paul MacCready (“Engineer of the Century”), John R. Skoyles (Brain Researcher)

Entrepreneurs and Business Leaders: Richard Branson, Henry Ford, William Hewlett, Steve Jobs (founder of Apple), David Neeleman (CEO, jetBlue Airways), Charles Schwab, Ted Turner, Robert Woodruff (President of Coca Cola, 1923-1954), Frank W. Woolworth

Writers and Journalists: Scott Adams (Cartoonist of “Dilbert”), Hans Christian Andersen, Agatha Christie, Fannie Flagg, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gustave Flaubert, William Butler Yeats, Byron Pitts
(CBS News correspondent), Patricia Polacco (children’s author
and illustrator)

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He told me that his teachers reported
that … he was mentally slow, unsociable,
and adrift forever in his foolish dreams.
Hans Albert Einstein (father of Albert Einstein)

 
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I was, on the whole, considerably discouraged
by my school days. It was not pleasant to feel
oneself so completely outclassed and left behind
at the beginning of the race.
Winston Churchill, noted statesman and orator, historical writer, and artist


Other Offerings of Compassion:

• The Hunchback in Each of Us

• Self-Acceptance Heals the World

• Appearances

• Compassion On the Day of Love

• Choose Love

• Two Choices In Life (the choice to accept or to resist what is)

• One Small Nudge affects the Whole World

Endnotes:

1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dyslexia
2. Ibid.
3. http://www.dyslexia.com/famous.htm


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Posted by: Zane Maser | January 3, 2016

SPIRITUAL LEGACY

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When winter’s winds howl
and life slumbers belowground,
White doves confirm faith.

Fertile barrenness.
Life fleets from the physical.
Inner Light still shines.

Cycles pass from sight.
The towhee’s body stiffens.
Tears run down my cheeks.

One bird’s heart impact.
His spark a full pinnacle.
Divine Completion.

Perfume of the soul
remains as a sweet incense.
His vibrant Spirit.

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Life is immortal.
Moments become legacies.
Consciousness recalls.

Physical senses.
Human acquisitiveness.
Not the trumped up gold.

Dust, dust forgotten.
Empty pursuits don’t survive
from realm of effect.

How the heart unfolds.
When the personal self dies.
No tomb can hold us.

Freedom of being
attained through selfless loving.
White narcissus scents.

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Other Spiritual Offerings:

• How Would You Be Remembered?

• A Wall Of Love

• Waves of Goodness

• What Value A Gold Nugget?

• Giving Way in The Natural Order

• Life Survives


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Posted by: Zane Maser | December 29, 2015

A DOWNED HAWK

The voyage of discovery lies not in finding new landscapes,
but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust

We all have heart moments that stop us in our tracks—moments that require instant attention. These are distinctive opportunities to recalibrate. And to choose: What is real? What, in truth, is important to me? What is actually valueless? What do I cherish most? Is it life itself?

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Consider this urgent scenario. A Cooper’s hawk (Accipiter cooperii) is weirdly grounded on the pavement of an intersection. It’s clear the bird is helpless. Wounded with what looks like a broken left wing. He can’t rescue himself by flying up into the huge oak tree above. Will there be any one who will step forward to save this precious life?

If it were you who happened to be walking down this street at this moment, would you have even noticed the natural life around you of plant and animal or this feathered anomaly in the street? Or is it more likely you would be technologically transfixed listening to your music or with your cell phone—talking, texting, or tweeting? Or perhaps would your body have been walking while your mind was busily planning the evening or next day’s schedule? Would the song of bird have even registered with you?

My sister told me a sad-but-true story when she recently attended a wedding. At the reception, she and her husband were sitting at a round table with several other relatives, enjoying one another’s company in this celebratory moment of union and reunion. Turning her head, she happened to notice the table behind them was occupied by a group of young women and men in their 30’s. Every one of them was fixated with phone in hand, as though it were the center of their universe. In a plucky moment of courage, my sister said in an authoritative voice, “Hey, this is a wedding!!” Startled and sheepish, the group responded with a joint “sorry” and put their phones away. The reception was a happy event to connect face-to-face, but they were in absentia!

The degree of our presence determines
our contribution to the world.
Eckhart Tolle

Who among us really “sees” and “lives in” the immediate present, this instant of flourishing life around us? How many individuals would have noticed the winged one in enormous distress and danger? One life—extinguished prematurely—because no one was aware.

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Fortunately, by Divine Providence, at that precise instant, a dear neighbor feels the “urgency” to water her front yard after a blast of afternoon heat. She “happens” to glance toward the street. “What’s that strange thing in the street,” she wonders. A squirrel? No, wait, oh my god, it’s a downed bird! A hawk almost flattened on the pavement! It appears helpless and motionless. Is it still alive?

An unobservant driver would have crushed the bird—and never known the tragedy that could have been avoided. Had there been any hope of survival, it would have perished due to a lack of presence.

The Philosopher’s Stone is lying on the road,
and wagon wheels roll over it.
Quote from the ancient wisdom of Alchemy

With her wits intact, our neighbor phoned. “Can you come help now? There’s a hawk badly injured but still alive.” We’re out the door. My intrepid husband takes a towel from Carol and slowly walks to the vulnerable one, bending to gently wrap it into a supportive covering. With the hawk crated, our friends dash off to our local wildlife rehabilitation center. The bird passed into Spirit a day later but not without treatment, care, and the love of those who value every spark of life as though it matters.

Everybody has an individual wick,
but the flame on every candle is the same flame.
Alice O. Howell, astrologer and Jungian analyst

Inwardly, we are all connected by an invisible bond of Love and thus divinely equal. Every life is the One Being expressing as infinite diversity—individual and unique. When one falls, the whole web falls. When one bird, animal, or person lays wounded and powerless to move, the entirety of Creation is affected. As with the hawk, there is an ever-present Thread of Divine Provision, whatever the need may be. When one is helped, we are all helped. The entirety of Life resides within the Great Universal Circle—the One appearing in the many.

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Other “Bird” Offerings:

• Birdie Diner (winter feeding flocks)

• Little Angel Band (bushtits)

• Sacred Guardians (the mourning dove)

• Those “Shy” Birds (the European great tit)

• Until The Last One… (violet-green swallows)

• Insignificant Significance (the American crow)

• Graced By White-Crowned Sparrows


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Text © by Zane Maser, 2015. Photos of the Cooper hawk gratefully used from Wikimedia Commons. All 2009-2015 rights of Zane Maser and SunnyCat Astrology reserved worldwide.

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My editorial guru and technological wizard is Chris Maser, my stupendous husband.


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