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Unfortunately, I'm old enough to remember them both - How could you possibly want to forget the Bird is the Word? It think it's lovely, helps me sleep at night. Can you imagine it with a little tuba? Sweet. Thanks for posting that, lol. I knew I could count on you - P.S. I still dance like that.

I would have thought you would remember that one. If you don't, nobody will, lol. (If I knew how to insert a song from Youtube here, I would). 'Well well well well well well well Every knows, about the bird, the bird, bird, the bird is the word. Well well well don't you know about the bird? Well well well Everybody knows that the bird is the word Well well the bird, the bird, the bird is the word. It's actually quite lovely if I include a bit of synthesized tuba with the piano....

I just figured it out. I always start out with an oldie....Bird is the Word. (If you remember that lovely, soft little ditty)

Your impermanence is etched within me like a work of art drawn by my own hand in the wet sand at the seashore My eyes tear knowing that at any moment a wave may remove your image forever. I am sorry, my love for my hurtful words, you belong in my bed, with me, not yours, away from me Never, ever again will I take any part of you for granted. Never, ever again will I disallow you your full expression. You Are Me, this I know My own racing thoughts have been scattered to the wind by the beautiful silence between the words Come, let us touch each other while we have Today, Let us revel in our Oneness before the next wave breaks

Every evening around dusk, when the chimney swifts are doing their arial display and chirping madly, I've gotten into the habit of going into the sunroom, opening a window so I can hear them, and playing my keyboard. I've noticed that there has been a pair of robins that are always in close proximity. One will be concentrating on the grass, seeing what's shaking. the other one, I've noticed, has come closer and closer to my window and doesn't seem to be worming around at all. He seems to be just standing motionless and looking toward my window. I never thought too much of it, just barely noticed it. Tonight he got up on the top of the cyclone fence, about 12 feet from my open window, and it was real obvious that he's been staring in at me. Honestly, I think he's listening to the music! Could this possibly be?

Glad you're here, Highfaith. Welcome.

Couldn't agree with you more. I too look for synchronicity and what the universe is telling us, coming from the perspective that 'we are the manifester', we are the Universe, and it's all One. I am at one with the Castaneda path in some ways - and he will always say to look closely at the unusual, those things that pop out at us that aren't ordinary. I use this very method in ceremonial healings. Example: my cousin is literally dying of a broken heart. She has a wasting syndrome right now, she is losing weight at a tremendous rate, she is falling a lot. Doctors can't determine the cause as of yet. I know what the problem is, her son (who has her two grandkids that she loves dearly) recently remarried, and the parents of his new wife live in that town, they're over there all the time with gifts (trying to ingratiate themselves with the kids, can't hardly blame them). Young kids are bought off easily with gifts, weren't we all? So my cousin has found herself in a position where she's a thousand miles away, the kids will call the other people 'Grandma and grandpa' when they talk to her on Skype, and they've said some things to her like 'they no longer need her, they have another grandma, etc.'. Just being kids. This is killing Jill. Literally. She feels like she is being pushed out of the picture, there is nothing she can do about it, the kids are the crown jewel of her life, and the other day she said to me 'Well, my dad died at 69, so why shouldn't I?' I decided to do a ceremony for her, unbeknownst to her - because she's uber-Christian and things like this scare her. But I decided to do it anyway. I went over to Joanne's Fabrics and bought a red piece of felt, thinking I was going to cut out a heart, and then cut the heart in half. The ceremony was going to involve sewing the two pieces of felt back together to make the heart whole again, after doing some chanting and sageing, etc. But something more unusual happened on the way back from JoAnne's. There was a little bird standing in the middle of the street, looking down at another bird who was gasping for breath. I felt a stab in my heart, and I did a U-turn and went back to take the bird out of the street, thinking maybe it was just stunned; I intended to get it out of harm's way to give it a chance. When I got to the bird, I saw that it was a beautiful little cedar waxwing; but there was yet another little waxwing that was laying close by, totally mangled. Obviously a little flock got in the way of a passing car. I picked up the still living bird (barely living) and placed him off to the side of the road; he didn't make it, he died after a few more breaths. I placed the mangled bird next to him. My heart just deflated. When I got home with the piece of felt and was cutting out the heart (I was crying because I felt so bad for the bird that remained and was watching her spouse die) I realized that the ceremony had already started. It had started the moment I decided to go buy the felt for the heart, and it involved seeing the birds. What are the odds of seeing something like that at that particular moment, as I was whizzing by in a car? And having my heart react as it did, turn around, and do what I did? I realized that the two dead birds represented Jill's grandkids, and Jill was the bird just standing there, looking at them, unable to do anything about it. I did cut out the heart, place it on a little doll that represented Jill, and just spoke words to her; I was sobbing with grief for both her, the bird, and an event that took place in my life many years ago. It was all the same grief; and the three griefs were working in concert for healing of all. I did a little 'reversal' ceremony, reversing her dynamic, just with movements of my ceremonial staff. Because of the unusual nature of all this and the synchronicity, there is no doubt in my mind that there will be healing there. It was all just too well timed. Perhaps the little gold hearts in the earth is further evidence that The Mother loves you, and you live within her protection. Finding 3 hearts is definitely unusual, as Castaneda would say.

I agree. Relaxation is crucial, no blockages created in the body.

I have direct experience with intent on organs. My life partner was a skid row wino back in the day, and he came to recovery with a really bad case of cirrhosis of the liver. He was a candidate for a liver transplant (this is 25 years ago) but the doctors didn't want to do it, because he was unable to stay sober for great lengths of time, at that time in his life. He started to get serious about his health and did three things; he finally quit drinking for good, he started drinking detox tea, and he started working out with weights, with his intent being placed on healing his liver. It worked. The liver totally regenerated itself (I understand that's not all that unusual), and he has no sign of cirrhosis now. The doctors told him to 'have a nice life' and cut him loose. The doctor literally said that.....'have a nice life.'

What a surprise for you to say that. Hit me again, Ike, and this time put some stank on it.

From Stosh's link on Wikipedia: "A lovebird is one of nine species of the genus Agapornis (Greek: αγάπη agape 'love'; όρνις ornis 'bird'). They are a social and affectionate small parrot. Eight species are native to the African continent, and the grey-headed lovebird is native to Madagascar. Their name comes from the parrots' strong, monogamous pair bonding and the long periods which paired birds spend sitting together." How wonderful that Agapornis comes from the Greek 'agape' word for love! The fact that they spend so much time sitting together and the strong, monogamous pair bonding surely attests to the unconditional love agape part of it, lol. Although I do wonder about the 'pornis' aspect of the Greek word and how that affects their relationship....

I'm sure they'll be back to see what all the squealing was about Do you think they've most likely escaped a cage, or are they something you would normally see where you are?

Hi Gana - So nice to have you aboard. I hope you enjoy your time here. This is coming from a gentlewoman - seems like the energy goes where our thoughts go, in my experience. It's like when you are deeply breathing and place your thoughts on the dantien area, and you can feel the collection, radiation, and tingling in that area after the deep breathing. But maybe you're talking more about a qigong sort of thing? Lots of threads here on that. Best wishes, Manitou

Hi clarkg - so nice to have you here. I hope you enjoy your time here as much as I have. If you can't find an active thread on the I Ching going at the present time, do start one - plenty of folks will respond and you'll have a great conversation. Or you could always revive an older thread. Enjoy -

Had a sad birdie experience yesterday. Driving home, I noticed a bird standing on the other side of the roadway, in the road, staring down at another bird. I felt a pang in my heart, realizing that this was probably his mate he was looking at. I turned the car around at the first opportunity and went back, thinking, hoping, that maybe she was just stunned, and I could take it out of harm's way so it could recover. When I got there, I saw it was a cedar waxwing, and there was another waxwing in close proximity, mutilated. apparently a little flock of them had gotten hit by a car. The little waxwing was gasping for breath. I picked her up and placed her to the side of the road; she tried to move around a bit, but the effort was too much and she died. I placed both dead birdies together and covered them with some freshly cut grass. But seeing the living waxwing standing there, waiting for his mate to get up, caused some very deep tears to come out of me. Hopefully he will find another.

I saw a sweet little black snake sunning himself on the trail (the avatar trail) yesterday, first one I've seen this year. luckily the dogs didn't notice it. I got to pet him once before he skedaddled off.

I understand affinity. If the four seals have been being addressed all along, then please....... 'Don't change a hair for me..... Not if you care for me...... Stay, little Valentine, Stay.....'

Thank you, CT. That was a really straightforward explanation, and quite understandable. I would look forward to it greatly if in some subsequent entries on this thread addressed the four seals individually. I mean, if you're taking requests.....

When you refer to merit, could you explain exactly within this framework what you mean? Does Merit necessitate having a spiritual master, in this sense? Or is Merit something that can be developed within one's own means?

Funny thing is, you're probably right. You're the only one here that admits they really have no idea of what they're talking about.

Don't we all? Particularly those of us who say that we're humble.

I sense the truth to this. I am experiencing the truth of this. My recent experiences with the practices on Steve's PPF thread are showing me how very confined to my head my understanding has been.

LOL. If the foo shits....

Hi Give_Me Da_Juice - Glad you made your way to our forum. You'll find some humble folks here, some not so. Very best wishes on your continual journey.

Hi simple - welcome to the Bums. Hope you enjoy your time here.