Now here's some symbolizing. Wonder if anyone will believe me. Doesn't matter, I know it happened -- red-winged blackbird, creative, female energy, pouring cream into a pitcher. It is the red-wing blackbird, opera singer of the bird world. This bird is a strange creature with two different types of calls, the chirp chirp call, which has a harsh edge. If you respond (I think that's the instigator) the song changes to this SOARING ACHING cry, the opera singer on her DEATHBED. That's the cry, splits my heart into took an axe to me that bird, I've run into this bird twice, I read once, advice from an intuitive bird person, i.e., birds respond to people's emotions. That makes sense to me... they have a small brain, but they have a loud voice, when they sing the sound consumes their whole being... if you watch a bird, you KNOW that's true, their bodies literally vibrate, shake, while they sing... and singing is emotional, not much thought there, but all feeling, so why not... I can dig that a bird could sense me, so I've tried it, when I see a bird, I beam at them, I create a haven of safe feelings, a warm gush, pouring cream into the pitcher love, I'm a sun, I radiate, a rainbow hangs over me... well... I TRY. Sometimes I can't shake the day to day mundane worries, and if my nerves are on edge, well trust me, the birds will RUN AWAY... so I try to stay grounded, sometimes it works, sometimes not...
With the red-wing blackbird it has REALLY worked - I’ve had red-winged blackbirds flying over my head, in a circle. Not kidding, it's happened. Once, with this one bird who would come out of his bushes, and fly around me, land on a sign and talk to me, as I beam at him... I realized, now, that he was looking for a mate, because the last time it happened, another red-winged blackbird followed after him... ah, da little woman, jealous. I never saw him after that. Made me sad. However, I had realized that connecting with a bird like that, was wonderful, but... now what? I have to leave. What does that do to the bird? That troubled me. Therefore, I'm glad he found his "woman"!
Red-Winged blackbird, opera buff, heart on the sleeve, looking to write a symphony with his ... partner.
With the red-wing blackbird it has REALLY worked - I’ve had red-winged blackbirds flying over my head, in a circle. Not kidding, it's happened. Once, with this one bird who would come out of his bushes, and fly around me, land on a sign and talk to me, as I beam at him... I realized, now, that he was looking for a mate, because the last time it happened, another red-winged blackbird followed after him... ah, da little woman, jealous. I never saw him after that. Made me sad. However, I had realized that connecting with a bird like that, was wonderful, but... now what? I have to leave. What does that do to the bird? That troubled me. Therefore, I'm glad he found his "woman"!
Red-Winged blackbird, opera buff, heart on the sleeve, looking to write a symphony with his ... partner.
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