Mother Divine

Fledgling Blogger

This nest of fledgings rested in the small ficus shrubbery on Granny Shirley's porch, well within our reach.
What were the odds that I would have my camera with me that day! I was able to get close and with every rustling of my approach, they opened their yellow beaks wide - trusting it was Mother with the food they needed. Only a few weeks later we practiced the "Ahh" breath at Annie's yoga retreat under the ajoupa at Kariwak in Tobago (see innerfeeling link on this page) The breath gently caressed and nourished the throat and relieved deep stress in my body. How holy to remmber the prana is just there waiting, waiting for us to open and effortlessly receive. I was reminded of these fledglings I had been privileged to photograph only a few weeks before. Truly all of creation is our Divine Mother.....
We are busy scribes authoring everyday matters and prescribing meaning.
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Be sure to enjoy the video bar of Flowers I have picked for you! (see below)