“No amount of self-improvement will ever make up for a lack of self-acceptance.” - Dr. Robert Holden
Hello friends! March is in full swing with her ups and downs and varying moods. I feel so lucky to be out walking with the little birds as they gear up for nesting or migrating and to occasionally spot a new migrant in the mix. Here are some favorites for today:
May you plant more seeds of self-acceptance this week. Take good care friends!
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I love the quote about self acceptance. The Owl is so beautiful. Many years ago an owl arrived in one of our trees in our garden and stayed for 3 weeks. I would look upon it each day and be filled with awe. When my first born was 5 weeks old, I was driving the car & I saw something fluffy by the roadside. It was a baby owl! I nestled it in my kid's blanket and took it to a Veterinary Hospital where it was cared for and eventually released. Owls are so special :)
I have a range of emotions over birds. The year around ones, barred owls, pileated woodpeckers, green belted kingfishers (more often heard than seen) deliver delight by the day. Migratories, too, offer much to be wowed by. And like the hooded mergansers, the last of which left here on Feb 9, I experience a wistfulness, a longing, for their fall return. Now our summer migratory arrivals are settling in. Especially grand are ones from the south, Central and South America. Wood storks! Swallowtail Kites! Along with plenty I’m forgetting. Such cycles remind me to be present. In this moment. Grateful. Thanks for your nudge today to do so.
I love the quote about self acceptance. The Owl is so beautiful. Many years ago an owl arrived in one of our trees in our garden and stayed for 3 weeks. I would look upon it each day and be filled with awe. When my first born was 5 weeks old, I was driving the car & I saw something fluffy by the roadside. It was a baby owl! I nestled it in my kid's blanket and took it to a Veterinary Hospital where it was cared for and eventually released. Owls are so special :)
I have a range of emotions over birds. The year around ones, barred owls, pileated woodpeckers, green belted kingfishers (more often heard than seen) deliver delight by the day. Migratories, too, offer much to be wowed by. And like the hooded mergansers, the last of which left here on Feb 9, I experience a wistfulness, a longing, for their fall return. Now our summer migratory arrivals are settling in. Especially grand are ones from the south, Central and South America. Wood storks! Swallowtail Kites! Along with plenty I’m forgetting. Such cycles remind me to be present. In this moment. Grateful. Thanks for your nudge today to do so.