Room at 243, Toronto
The Right Colour
Yes, I was in the room, but less than the last few days. I took to the park and, of course, to a bench, for serene chanting on my beads. I stopped abruptly because someone paid me a visit.
He was wearing my colour, at least his top was that soft but rusty orange. He hung around and kept staring at me, very curious. Don’t be mistaken, it wasn’t a human. With that silent stare I would consider him a lunatic if he was human. It was a bird, a Robin, a sure sign of spring. He was pecking away at the earth. When I pulled out my phone camera it looked as if he was posing. He was a beaut. He came quite close and halted his looking for a worm.
It was nice to have him around. He would get feisty, jump around, fly a distance and then return. I’ve noticed that type of behavior in birds. Robins are the kind to get fairly friendly, if not close. Black capped chickadees are about the most amiable. They will come and perch on your outstretched hand. Red winged blackbirds are territorial and can be aggressive if you’re anywhere near their nesting area.
In general birds are great; a great gift from Krishna. What would the world be like without their sight and sound? Quite empty.
This really is the time of year when you see the greatest variety of them and when they are visible with trees not yet full with leaves. Explore them and you’ll increase your appreciation of the creator. I’ m also appreciative of my new friend whom I like for his sound and colour.
May the Source be with you!
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