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 |  A chance at rediscovery and enlightenment. I want to be a pink bubble. |
| Today I saw a blackbird and it made me cry. To see a black bird in itself, especially in my country yard , is not a big deal. It had a cracker in its mouth. I sat and watched it and wondered where it got the cracker and why it chose it over the bountiful treasure-trove of variable bugs and nuts that are readily offered. I watched the bird dance around and sat mesmerized by the simple beauty of the scene. I started to cry. I wondered why I was being so sensitive, then I wondered why not? When did I start to think that a tear shed over what is wonderful and beautiful in this world should NOT move us, sometimes to a tear..... Sometimes the world is heartbreaking ugly and sometimes it is just the opposite. I am going to have to seek the beauty more fervently and reverently if I am to stay P.I.N.K. I missed this blog! side note: when author states she cried, she does not mean she had a full blown bawl-fest  I am not a hysteric....well most of the time anyways  |
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