The Morning Chatter: Woodpecker
I was working in my office and I saw something moving outside my office window out of the corner of my eye. I looked up and had to take off my computer glasses to clearly see what it was. A pileated woodpecker. You know the Woody Woodpecker kind. He or she was happily pecking away at the bark of a dead dogwood tree.
I love the rythm that can be found in all life. There is a beat to everything, we just need to listen. There is a song and a dance and a communication. All we need to do is be still and listen. Music is a universal language just like interspecies telepathic communication. So listen and feel the beat of this wonderful being and celebrate his/her dance.
Ah The Morning Chatter comes is all forms. We just need to open, feel and listen.
Ah The Morning Chatter comes is all forms. We just need to open, feel and listen.
Turn up your volume and dance along with us....
