Untwisting the chains that tie
The hidden soul of harmony.
Friday evening, I sat at my window gazing at the cows that were grazing in the pastures. My eyes darted to the field directly in front of the bush. There seemed to be a lot of activity going on there.
That was when I saw the most wondrous sight. It made me think about the way our world could/should be. I have always believed that animals can teach us a thing or two about living in our human world.
Turkeys, oh yes there were toms and hens picking at the ground, everyone enjoying the nice evening while sharing the bounty with their friends. There were seven of them, and I took great pleasure in watching them strut about. I have always enjoyed watching them, but that evening there was more going on than meets the eye.
While those turkeys walked around not worrying about anything, our cows were walking just in front of them. I am talking meters, not miles. The cows were also enjoying the bounty that our over-abundance of rain has provided. There was plenty of luscious green grass to go around. The cows looked up every once in a while, and they did keep an eye on the turkeys but, they were not worried about sharing their grass with them.
The turkeys walked beside the cows, and in some cases circled around them. They did not seem to be worried about what the cows were eating, or doing. I know you think this is amazing in itself, but you are never going to believe the rest of this story.
By that time, I had pulled out my binoculars, because I thought this was such an amazing sight. Imagine, two very different animals, all sharing the same plate (that is what I like to think).Oh, that moment touched my heart more than I can say. But, it gets even more interesting than that.
To the right, of that sharing of the plate thing, there was something else going on. Not only was I, standing and watching the activity, there was also something else, standing and watching.
Our two resident coyotes were also there. I must admit for a second I had felt a bit nervous about where this story was going to go, or for that matter end. It appeared to me that there may be some trouble brewing.
That’s when both of those coyotes looked back down to the ground, in unison. They were munching on something. The poor coyotes (that I had quickly made a judgment about their intentions), were not even interested in what those turkeys or those cows were doing. They had found their very own, something to eat, or their own plate. It may have been mice or rabbits or both. No matter, that is not the point of this story. Are you thinking the same way I am thinking?
The animals that live here on this farm, were all sharing the plentiful bounty that was right there in front of them all. They were not worried about, who was getting more. They were not worried about who they were sharing the bounty with. They were not worried about, offending the others, or worried about being attacked for just being who they are.
They all understood that even though they were all very different. They had come together in peace and understanding, knowing that in the grand scheme of things that they were not that different after all.
I am positive that there was a lesson for us all somewhere in there. Don’t you think?