High Above

I live on the 3rd floor of an apartment complex that is located near the airport. Day and night the planes fly over head and have become part of the daily sounds of life. I am blessed to have a huge tree in front of our building that is taller than where my apartment is and it is close enough to the building that I feel like we are living in a big tree house. Being this high up also gives me a clear view of the squirrels that live in the tree along with all the birds that frequent it.

In the early morning hours the birds take turns perching on the various branches full of green leaves outside the balcony and sing to welcome in the new day. This morning there was a cool fall like breeze blowing gently through the leaves and there was one little bird, a wren, sitting on one of the branches that was swaying back and forth. After acknowledging him and saying good morning I watched him as he continued to stay on the branch. He rode that branch like it was a ride at a fair. When the branch was still he was quiet, as the branch went from side to side and up and down he chirped loudly with glee. He was having the best time!

One of the squirrels that is building a nest in the tree for the winter scurried up the tree and right past the little bird. The squirrel was on a mission and wasn't going to be deterred by some little bird and as far as the bird went he was having too much fun to move.

I recently watched a movie called "A Peaceful Warrior" inspired by a true story written by Dan Millman. If you haven't seen it go out and watch it! One of the lines in the movie states that "there is never nothing going on". This morning just emphasized that sentiment. There is always something going on! Just because we don't see it doesn't mean it's not going on. I know my girls, in their waking state, see more than I do at times because they live in the now. They see things for what they are.

See things for what they are today. Become the silent observer in life and you will be amazed at all that surrounds you.

Happy Trails,
Sherry