... and it is a pleasure to watch. As with the birds, their plain behaviour, we can meditate into how also humans act. Often. Unfortunately, often enough. Sometimes we make things too complicated, trying to see through very complex symptoms, while basically, some things are very simple. As birds. Try it and watch them, and you will see.
At my place and as a live in a suburban area where there is not so much diversity in birds, it looks very simple: The blackbird male is king, as he is the strongest and most aggressive (and in spring, he likes to use the balcony as his personal stage for showing off). Next, there come the sparrows, who come in groups and are quite nasty. Third, there is the tits. And after them, neatly having to wait until the others have made place, a cute type of tits, smaller and really looking funny so that I call them my little 'punk tits', a sweet little pair of bluetits from this year's breed.
The hierarchies are so very clear: The physically strongest and most aggressives chase away the physically weaker ones and/or less aggressives, and take for themselves what they need, and even more than that. As for my little blackbird king, he even uses to remain sitting on the plate when he himself has had enough - just to prevent others from coming near the source of food.
Next in hierarchical order and therewith at the source of the food: Those who form up groups and become strong through such. Not strong, likely aggressive, and certainly with a high amount of nasty bluntness. Third in row, the smaller ones that show up single (or in couples, but that only in breeding times). And last, funnily jumping around until their time has come, the smallest. And everyone has developed its own way to survive.
What they all have in common: They create a lot of mess. Literally.
And they all are what they are, my friend. No good. No bad. Just trying to survive.
In the birds we see that part of us.Driven by fears and greed. Not more. Not less. Both powerfool drives ... as said, to survive. A very basic need. Fear to survive possible dangers (or predators, so in a sense, survive what might eat us), greed to survive by feeding our bodies well enough (so, what we might eat). Eat or get eaten. Or the other way around.
The question: If we can choose, would we choose to just survive, or is there maybe something more this human life is meant for?
If we were meant to be birds - why, the hel, have we been born into 'humans' then?
(I assume anyone who reads this belongs, physically at least, to the species Homo sapiens)
When it is for fears, there is few ways only to deal: Flee. Attack. A third option is to 'freeze' which resembles a paralysis which completely disables us to act. We try to hide - and literally 'duck away' - so that the feared predator might fail to see us. As many young animals have as an inbuilt program - and also birds (what a nice link to my chicken posting). And - also we, humans, as an heritage from how we started. You can see all what we humans ever have been, in children when they grow up. Just, that we are supposed to grow further and beyond that, usually, unless some deep impact hinders us to go ahead in life. If a further development is hindered, then someting severe must have happened in our lives at an early stage and stopped the growth at that specific point. Whatever happened there has stopped this part of us to grow beyond the basics. It's up to each of us to look at it and find and fight it out. Otherwise, we grow up physically but not mentally, not psychologically, not to talk about spiritually at all. And remain somewhere on a basic level as described more detailed in Maslow and Beyond the Beast .
If we don't ride our dragons
Our dragons will ride us.
To understand the little reptiles on our balcony (or where ever we keep them) is of importance if we wish to under~stand our selves, and then to move ahead.
Have a good weekend, all,
Lyn
At my place and as a live in a suburban area where there is not so much diversity in birds, it looks very simple: The blackbird male is king, as he is the strongest and most aggressive (and in spring, he likes to use the balcony as his personal stage for showing off). Next, there come the sparrows, who come in groups and are quite nasty. Third, there is the tits. And after them, neatly having to wait until the others have made place, a cute type of tits, smaller and really looking funny so that I call them my little 'punk tits', a sweet little pair of bluetits from this year's breed.
The hierarchies are so very clear: The physically strongest and most aggressives chase away the physically weaker ones and/or less aggressives, and take for themselves what they need, and even more than that. As for my little blackbird king, he even uses to remain sitting on the plate when he himself has had enough - just to prevent others from coming near the source of food.
Next in hierarchical order and therewith at the source of the food: Those who form up groups and become strong through such. Not strong, likely aggressive, and certainly with a high amount of nasty bluntness. Third in row, the smaller ones that show up single (or in couples, but that only in breeding times). And last, funnily jumping around until their time has come, the smallest. And everyone has developed its own way to survive.
What they all have in common: They create a lot of mess. Literally.
And they all are what they are, my friend. No good. No bad. Just trying to survive.
In the birds we see that part of us.Driven by fears and greed. Not more. Not less. Both powerfool drives ... as said, to survive. A very basic need. Fear to survive possible dangers (or predators, so in a sense, survive what might eat us), greed to survive by feeding our bodies well enough (so, what we might eat). Eat or get eaten. Or the other way around.
The question: If we can choose, would we choose to just survive, or is there maybe something more this human life is meant for?
If we were meant to be birds - why, the hel, have we been born into 'humans' then?
(I assume anyone who reads this belongs, physically at least, to the species Homo sapiens)
When it is for fears, there is few ways only to deal: Flee. Attack. A third option is to 'freeze' which resembles a paralysis which completely disables us to act. We try to hide - and literally 'duck away' - so that the feared predator might fail to see us. As many young animals have as an inbuilt program - and also birds (what a nice link to my chicken posting). And - also we, humans, as an heritage from how we started. You can see all what we humans ever have been, in children when they grow up. Just, that we are supposed to grow further and beyond that, usually, unless some deep impact hinders us to go ahead in life. If a further development is hindered, then someting severe must have happened in our lives at an early stage and stopped the growth at that specific point. Whatever happened there has stopped this part of us to grow beyond the basics. It's up to each of us to look at it and find and fight it out. Otherwise, we grow up physically but not mentally, not psychologically, not to talk about spiritually at all. And remain somewhere on a basic level as described more detailed in Maslow and Beyond the Beast .
If we don't ride our dragons
Our dragons will ride us.
To understand the little reptiles on our balcony (or where ever we keep them) is of importance if we wish to under~stand our selves, and then to move ahead.
Have a good weekend, all,
Lyn
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