Crows

A nest of crows live  close to my home.  I see and hear them often.  I have become a witness to their habits.  This weekend I took pause by a window and found I was not alone.  There was a beautiful black feathered friend in a tree to my left.  Whenever I spy a crow on their own I typically look for the others straight away, because they are rarely without companionship.   Preoccupied with other thoughts in this moment, I didn’t rush to look for other crows but appreciated the presence of this one crow and his view of the creek and wooded land below.  I was glad for the company and reminded of the importance in viewing situations from a ‘higher’ perspective.  I scanned the land visible from the window too and soon spotted another crow on the ground just beyond the creek.  After a few moments, the crow flew from the ground to a high branch in a neighboring tree and the initial crow I spotted flew down for his time on the ground.

Alongside broad perspective, looking out for others and the companionship of helpmates were also on display in this short timespan.

I felt a bow of recognition was due to those who so naturally do what we, as humans, sometimes become disconnected from doing.  Oftentimes we disengage from the promptings of our heart and the fellowship of community, leading us to harbor a narrow view and perhaps a sometimes lonely experience.

Here’s to the crows for reminding us about the importance of helping others, taking turns, and looking at life from a broad perspective.