I’m such a child.
One would have to have quite an imagination to be able to create such characters. Something nature does with ease.
Mmmmmmmmmm that’s all I have to say about this….
Just look at these absolutely incredible birds. With something very handsome but rather tough and intimidating about them too, don’t you think?
Some birds are stunning to look at, some cute, but these do look like a hard muscley, flying, killing machines. The equivalent of the commando or special forces of birds world.
I can only imagine what it must be like to be their prey. To suddenly see any of these gods of the air flying at you or chasing you, would be truly terrifying.
I can’t get over the variety either, I had no idea. Though realistically why would this be any different from any other species. Natures is infinitely boundless and beautiful in its variety in all species.
Wonderful isn’t it….
Today I am grateful for this. X
This works everytime for me. If you get a chance to listen to it in the sun, even better. You can really feel like you are there.
Don’t forget that the mind often can’t tell the difference between a real experience and an imagined one.
That is why in sports the players now use this mental imagery to visualise the shot, the win etc with amazing effectiveness.
So surely this must be the same. Even if you only drift off for a quick 5 or 10 minutes on the beach. It is still 5 or 10 minutes, of properly appreciating and enjoying the experience, on a beach and you can go whenever I feel like it.
How great is that.
Listen to the waves and breathe. This is often all I need to centre myself again.
There is something quite primal about it. Another way to connect with the planet, yourself and everything really.
It almost washes right through me, rather than just over me. As though it washes away all other vibrations.
No matter how tight or stressy or tightly wound I feel going in. It always seems to find a way of slowly lapping away at it all. Patiently massaging the vibe until eventually it gets you back to breathing in sync. With them, yourself and the universe.
Where all is, yet again, possible.
By then I am home and back to being me.
The real me. The little me I was before life kicked in.
My essential me.
I do love her. She is so much more fun and never wastes time on any future past. She is always here, always happy and always ready for anything.
Worth taking the time to get back to the real you, don’t you think?
The one that doesn’t lose it with bad drivers ( even if only in her head now, @progress) or even just reacts in ways that later we know aren’t really us.
Worth a think about ?