Sunday, February 6, 2011

THE WISDOM OF BIRDS

Snowy Egret


Like my late father, I find birds to be endlessly fascinating.  At some level, I suppose, we are all like Daedalus and Icarus, harboring a latent desire for wings that will liberate us from the narrow confines of the world's labyrinth.  At another level, however, I simply feel a personal connection with many birds, especially the large birds with whom one can establish and maintain eye contact.  With these birds, I always sense a kind of mutual empathy, a mutual awareness that, for better or worse, we will need each other for the journey ahead.  Maybe it's a mutual respect for each other's solitude, coupled with  a  recognition that even solitaries are interdependent in the greater scheme of things.

Whatever the case, I have been spending a great deal of time in recent weeks observing the abundant bird life that inhabits this part of coastal South Carolina.  A few photos of my friends are set forth below, together with some relevant observations by writers who have discovered the wisdom and metaphorical values of birds.

Great White Egret

With an eye made quiet by the power
of harmony, and the deep power of joy,
we see into the life of things.

Wordsworth


Great Blue Heron

I am looking at a great blue heron who is building a nest in the pine tree next to my father's home.  Every once in a while she stretches her long neck and points her head toward the heavens, and I feel the stretch in my throat.  She stands immobile for long periods staring into the eastern horizon and then floats to the canal below for some food.  I have seen this heron mother for years in the same pine tree.  Winter is her season to nest.  She stands like a blue-gray guardian of the past, not seeming to take notice of the flow of traffic on the highway . . . 
This great heron reminds me that storying is a kind of root medicine, a way for us to enter our depths and derive nourishment from the fruitful darkness.  For her life to succeed, this big mother heron needs her old pine tree and her dark inland water.  She needs continuity, heights, and depths for her life to be complete.  It is this way with tellings, with stories, with myths, with prayer, prophecy, and song.  They call forth the firmness of the tree and the yielding deep water in moments of transmitted inspiration.
Joan Haliflax
The Fruitful Darkness 




Great White Egret


                                        Birds make great sky-circles
                                        of their freedom.
                                        How do they learn it?

                                        They fall, and falling, 
                                        they're given wings.

                                                    Rumi




Great White Egret


I studied the bird, deeply impressed that she seemed to know instinctively that in stillness is healing.  I had been learning that too, learning that stillness can be a prayer that transforms us.


Sue Monk Kidd
When the Heart Waits






Great White Egret Egret


                                               Birdsong brings relief
                                               to my longing.

                                               I am just as ecstatic as they are,
                                               but with nothing to say!

                                               Please, universal soul, practice
                                               some song, or something, through me!

                                                                            Rumi




Great Blue Heron

48 comments:

  1. What superb bird photographs. I'm always very aware of the birds I meet on my daily walks and in my garden and always I am awed by the amazing journeys so many of them make from one continent to another and all without maps or instructions and often to very precise places. They are marvellous creatures.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Tremendous, George. Your heron and egret photos both soothe and astonish. The feather definition of the herons, and the soft whiteness of the egrets keep me staring. Their hunched shoulders, ready for a long quiet sit are perfectly paired with these quotes. You chose two of my favorite Rumi passages: falling, / they're given wings . . . and . . . Please, universal soul, practice / some song, or something, through me!

    The photo of the egret flying above the grasses is especially moving. I have a set of sea grass baskets from SC, which I treasure.

    Thank you for sharing your expert, top-notch photography in this space, in the context of Nature as source and haven.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Breath-taking words and images George. I so appreciate your ability to mine meaning, inspiration, comfort from the world around you. I appreciate as well that you so generously share your reflections here.

    These photographs are magical! The whiteness of the feathers on some of your captures is other-worldly - surely originating in some secret place beyond the clouds.

    ReplyDelete
  4. There is something piercing about the eyes in most of these pictures. They certainly bring out the comments you make about feeling empathy with these creatures, my (interdependent solitary) friend.
    ...Tramp

    ReplyDelete
  5. To Rowan,

    Thanks for your lovely comments, Rowan. I, too, am amazed at the incredible journeys that birds make without maps or instructions. It's a bit like us, isn't it?

    ReplyDelete
  6. To Ruth,

    Thanks, my friend. Glad you liked the photos, and, of course, I knew you would like the Rumi quotes. Yes, nature is always a source and a haven.

    ReplyDelete
  7. To Bonnie,

    Thanks for your kind comments, Bonnie. I'm delighted you liked the words and images. Yes, maybe it is the other-world quality that attracts us to birds. I'm also attracted by what I perceive to be their visual perspective on the the world

    ReplyDelete
  8. To Tramp,

    Thanks for the comments, Tramp. It's great to hear from you again. Yes, it's the eyes of the birds, especially the large shorebirds, that capture and hold my attention. Still and focused — that seems to be their message.

    ReplyDelete
  9. Oh my - these pictures are so beautiful - and the words are wonderful and SO true and life-giving. I truly, I truly savored this post. "thank you George"
    Love Gail
    peace.....

    ReplyDelete
  10. To Gail,

    Thanks, Gail. So glad that you enjoyed the words and images. Peace to you as well, and have a wonderful week.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Magnificent photographs! I agree; birds are some of the most fascinating and captivating creatures. You're fortunate to be in an area to appreciate some of the larger and beautiful specimens.

    ReplyDelete
  12. What absolutely fantastic photos. The first and last are my favourites but it is really difficult to choose between them.

    We have gale-force winds here at the moment and I've been watching Buzzard hover on a gust for close on five minutes, hardly moving, just sitting there, wings spread. He was to far away for a photo, but even so, it was a magnificent experience. he flew off without coming to earth in the end.

    ReplyDelete
  13. This is a wonderful post, George. I am smitten by the photo of the Great Blue Heron on the underwater branch, but they are all beautiful. The quote by Sue Monk Kidd I am especially drawn to as I love the power of stillness and the healing transformations that occur therein. I also want to thank you for your previous post on Emerson. What a kind, good man whose words continue to encourage and enlighten. Thank you for always putting forth such beauty into the world.

    ReplyDelete
  14. Hi Kat,

    Thanks for the lovely comments, Kat, and thanks for dropping by. I'm glad you like the words and images in this post, and I hope you will stop in and join the conversation again.

    ReplyDelete
  15. To Friko,

    Thanks, Friko, I'm delighted, as always, that you like the photos in this post. I, too, have a special fondness for the first one because it shows a shrimp spinning in mid-air just before descending into the snowy egret's gullet.

    ReplyDelete
  16. To Teresa,

    Thanks so much, Teresa. So nice to learn that you liked not only this post, but the previous one on Emerson. Have a great week!

    ReplyDelete
  17. What a wonderful time you've been having watching the egrets and herons, George! And what superb photos you've taken.

    A heron walked into our house once. You can find it documented here: www.solitary-walker.blogspot.com/2008/07/while-i-was-writing-last-post-i-heard.html

    ReplyDelete
  18. To Robert,

    Thanks, my friend. One could find worse things to do that watch birds and be watched by them simultaneously. I took a look a the shots of the heron who walked into your house. Amazing! Perhaps they are not as solitary as I once thought.

    ReplyDelete
  19. the egrets and the herons. such beauty! thank you for these stunning photos. one of the things I loved about canoeing was chasing the great blue herons down river until they got to the end of their territory and would bank around in front of us and head back up stream.

    ReplyDelete
  20. As always, I am amazed by your photography. Absolutely stunning. That Joan Halifax book has been on my to read list for over a year. The blue heron is a favourite bird of mine.

    ReplyDelete
  21. I am always pleased to stop by here. The photographs are simply stunning, George, and go past stunning into a sublime place when paired with the Rumi excerpts you found "They fall, and falling, they're given wings."

    Herons and egrets, those mediation masters robed in white raiment, how do they keep themselves so spotlessly clean living in the mud as they do?

    ReplyDelete
  22. "Stillness as a transforming prayer", that idea seems to distill the special ambrosia I take away from this post, with your superb coupling of magnificent photos and evocative words. This post is like a wildlife preserve for the spirit and I am sure I will return to it again when I need that stilless and beauty.

    ReplyDelete
  23. To Lorenzo,

    Thanks, my friend, for your kind and generous thoughts. I, too, like that idea of "stillness as a transforming prayer," and I am flattered that you would consider this site to be a wildlife preserve for the spirit. I will do my best to live up to that standard.

    ReplyDelete
  24. I received a great deal of pleasure looking at your Heron and Egret photos, George. I spent time studying the details. Your photography is breathtaking - as are the birds themselves. I can imagine you standing as a quiet observer, thrilled by their presence.

    ReplyDelete
  25. A most beautiful post to view here in the stillness of dawn...I leave revived and grateful for this beautiful day and what nature may have in store for me on this 10 degree snow covered morning!

    ReplyDelete
  26. To Barb,

    Thanks, Barb. I know you are facing some difficult issues with the passing of your young friend, so I's very happy that you have found some solace in the words and images of this posting. Have a great day!

    ReplyDelete
  27. To Wanda,

    Thanks for your lovely comments, Wanda. Have a fabulous day and, by all means, stay warm and well-fed.

    ReplyDelete
  28. Wonderful. Your photographs, as always, are so beautiful, George. I've been watching a blue heron in my woods today, and I was wondering if she is going to build a nest (I'm relatively new to these particular woods). It's awesome that you have been watching the same one for years.

    I love what you say about the mutual respect of the solitaries...and recognition that the solitaries are connected in the greater scheme of things. That is so true. Thank you for sharing the beauty.

    ReplyDelete
  29. To Julie,

    Thanks for your lovely comments, Julie. Yes, how to remain both solitary and connected at the same time. That's the dilemma, I suppose.

    ReplyDelete
  30. To Ellen,

    Thanks for your interesting comments, Ellen, and sorry I am late responding. I just noticed that some of my previous responses were, for some reason, not published.

    ReplyDelete
  31. To Fireweed,

    Thanks for your comments, Fireweed. It's hard not to like great blue herons. They always seem so content with their solitary presences in the larger scheme of things.

    ReplyDelete
  32. To Dan,

    Thanks for the great comments, Dan. I thought I had responded, but now see that something went awry. In any event, I love your line about the egrets being "mediation masters robed in white raiment." How they remain spotless in all of the mud is an issue beyond my pay scale.

    ReplyDelete
  33. Wow, that great white egret is amazing. We sometimes see herons up from the river. They look a bit out of place here in Central Ohio. Birds often carry special messages to me, if I pay close attention. Beautiful post.

    ReplyDelete
  34. To Tess,

    Thanks for your lovely comments, Tess. Glad you enjoyed the words and images.

    ReplyDelete
  35. This is incredible.
    I've come back three times....

    ReplyDelete
  36. To Deb,

    Thanks, Deb. Glad you liked this posting, and I hope you have a lovely weekend.

    ReplyDelete
  37. I do agree about large birds George. We do seem to be able to connect with them somehow. I love the great blue heron and wish we had it here. The little egret has moved into the UK in the last few years and we have the grey heron on our beck.

    ReplyDelete
  38. To Pat,

    Thanks for the comments, Pat. Yes, it seems easier to connect with the large, pensive birds. So nice that you have different species of herons in your area. We have small white egrets which are called "cattle egrets" in this country.

    ReplyDelete
  39. You have beautiful bird images here and all the quotes and poetry are wonderful... I want to recommend a book I am reading BIRDOLOGY by Sy Montgomery-- every chapter is about a different bird- currently reading the one on pigeons- very informative but also full of humor and stories and heart.

    ReplyDelete
  40. To Donna,

    Thanks so much, Donna. The recommended book sounds terrific and I am going to order it from Amazon today. Have a great weekend!

    ReplyDelete
  41. Such beauty expressed here through the photos and words. George, your words are every bit as lovely as the poets you highlighted. Love" "stillness can be a prayer that transforms us" and harboring a latent desire for wings that will liberate us from the narrow confines of the world's labyrinth". I hope you keep up taking photos of the east coast and sharing them here!

    ReplyDelete
  42. To Margaret,

    Thanks for your kind and generous comments, Margaret. I've been sidelined a few days, but rest assured that I will return with a new posting very soon. Have a nice week!

    ReplyDelete
  43. Hi George,

    I commented last week (?) as I missed you :-) but somehow my comment disappeared. I'm glad to see your reply to Margaret though, and wait for your next appearance here.

    ;)

    ReplyDelete
  44. Hi Neighbor,

    Thanks, as always, for your comments and concerns. I've been sidelined for several weeks by some personal issues. As a result, my blogging practices have been a little erratic. Hope to return to the full swing of things very soon.

    ReplyDelete
  45. Im sure you realize that there was no pressure intended whatsoever. :-) Hope things sort themselves out and you can find time for leisurely strolling here in blogland when it's convenient.

    ReplyDelete
  46. No offense taken, Neighbor. I hope to be doing more blogging in the coming weeks. Have a nice day.

    ReplyDelete
  47. Fantastic photos! Am so glad to have found you!

    ReplyDelete
  48. Thanks for your lovely comments, SUSAN. Glad to have found you as well!

    ReplyDelete