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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