|Thanks for photo and link to Scott's LA audio tours, where you can hear the parrots.|
The meditation, part of the grace and gratitude program, today mentioned the bounty of nature as a cause for gratefulness. Here on our suburban street color alone is enough to bring gladness. Between the parrots and, this time of year, the yellow blossoms from the Cassia leptophylla tree which often land on my doorstep, not to mention the backdrop of blue sky, a Berol pencil type can sigh with pleasure.
|Cassia leptophyll, the same sort that grows outside our studio window. Learn more here.|
But what began this was the feathers, modest stacks of envelopes which arrived in batches, then my sawing and drilling branches from a neighbor's trimmed tree and binding the feathers to them as a prayer fan from which dangled talismans of flight and journey. I love the mind's neglected doors from which even an abbreviated meditation can clear the rust and cobwebs.