The Morning Chatter: Woodpecker
I was working in my office and I saw something moving outside my office window out of the corner of my eye. I looked up and had to take off my computer glasses to clearly see what it was. A pileated woodpecker. You know the Woody Woodpecker kind. He or she was happily pecking away at the bark of a dead dogwood tree.
I love the rythm that can be found in all life. There is a beat to everything, we just need to listen. There is a song and a dance and a communication. All we need to do is be still and listen. Music is a universal language just like interspecies telepathic communication. So listen and feel the beat of this wonderful being and celebrate his/her dance.
Ah The Morning Chatter comes is all forms. We just need to open, feel and listen.