An Unexpected Display of Symbolic Death.

[Sisyphus]

A true event, a moment in time………………….my experience I had one morning at 7.30am

I was leaving for work and as I opened my door I could feel the morning air on my skin within the silence around me, the fresh air tingling throughout, the trees still and a wonderful deep green.

A peaceful and stillness seemed to envelope me when I stepped before my car and looked down finding a female thrush bird lying on the floor.

I began to kneel down thinking how to help the thrush but I found myself just kneeling over looking at the bird. The thrush was lying on its side, eyes open and with mildly laboured breathing; I tried to think how the thrush became like this?

I watched and suddenly I witnessed something I felt so significantly symbolic I could not begin to describe what it all meant, but all I could do was be just a witness….as if meant to be just a witness to something I could not change. Yet maybe I was not meant to.

The thrush lifted her head, stretched out her thin legs and feet, as the legs and feet relaxed, she stretched out her tail and spanned open to show all the feathers.
Then as the tail relaxed, she actually turned on her back then slowly as in a gracious ballet type move expanded her wings, then opened the wings fully showing all the individual feathers spread out, I could see the thin tendons and colours in the feathers, the wings came back together and closed in softly around her body, the thrush turned back on her side, lifted her head slightly.
Then I actually watched the pulse in her neck just under her beak slowed and stopped, her eyes watered slightly, and then she was still, as if she was a toy, a motionless object,…nothing,…just stillness.

I gently turned the thrush over and checked her all over finding no injury?, I held what felt like an object, a puppet, something still that once moved, that once was before me a moment ago… that once flew, that once lived.

I could not get this experience out of my mind on that day, not as much out of sadness but confusion and attempting to understand a moment of what seemed to be a display of symbolic life through the leaving of the body of a thrush that I have never witnessed before.

I felt there was something to be understood from this experience, something to which at the right time will show me all of this meaning. a moment I will remember!.

In case wondering, I buried the thrush in a kind way :-}

Just wanted to share…Still to this day I wonder why I had experienced this moment?

[teak.]

I think we create our own significance, and that you'll find how this moment was significant to you. Or maybe just witnessing it was it. There's something awe-inspiring about impermanence.

About 10 years ago, I was awakened from a sleep at night or early in the morning because a fuse had blown and the room had become hot. At that moment, I noticed ambulance lights bouncing off the walls and looked out the window. My neighbor, who I'd seen in the laundry room before I went to bed, had just died and the granddaughter she cared for was standing outside crying. If I had been sleeping through the night, as I normally would have, I would have missed it. It's almost like I purposely was awakened to witness the scene.