Last Wednesday, I went out to my studio and a little bird had hit the window on my door and it was laying on the ground, still breathing, not moving. If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you will know that I have some weird thing going on with birds, as do others of you out there. Moments before my mom called to tell me my dad had died 19 years ago, a sparrow hit my dining room window and died, then the phone rang. This past summer I had the Lo-wren-zo family living here, nearly dying then finally living and flying from their nest. (by the way, I think they are still hanging out around here screeching). I have had other instances where a bird died, then someone died. It's weird......
Anyway, getting back to the Wednesday bird. I brought it in and asked Gerry if he thought it would be ok. He said it didn't look too good and then brought up the thing about birds dying around me. I ignored him because Wesley was on her way home from school, and I worried until her car pulled in to the driveway.
I figured this bird would die, so I placed it in the nest that the lorwrenzos lived in this past summer, the nest inside the raku bowl I made. If it had to die, at least it would be in a cozy nest that gave other little birds a home. So, yeah, I got up Thursday morning and Gerry told me it had died. And then Friday 20 little children and six adults died in a brutal shooting, as well as a child and his mother.
I'm sad, I'm confused, I'm angry, I'm happy to have my own child safe here with me in our "nest", and I am broken hearted for this world we are living in. I want a better world for my child and your children and your grandchildren.......
I also feel a bit lost right now, I feel a new path coming on and I don't know what it is just yet
So here is to New Paths and a brighter tomorrow.