Endings: Even with Wild Pigeon Performers

In June 2016, I left India having been told that I was going to experience “bursts.” I noted this then paid no further attention—that is until my return in August. Then an unusual experience occurred. I arose one morning knowing my intention, but within a half-hour I was committed to a surprising activity that left a stack of framed photos (some large and costly) ready to be given away. Sudden changes became a pattern. Inspirations came almost daily for simplifying my life. Eventually I realized this unexpectedness as “bursts.”

As weeks passed into January, I had the most startling realization of all. It formed over two days. Seven of my practices in place since 2010 ended—my calm acceptance was unexpected, but highly welcomed. Then I learned that the numerological meaning of 2016 is Endings and Service.*

The wild pigeons, too, have come to an ending in my life. In recent months I have noticed that the pigeon population at the Square Well is small and unreliably visible. The enclosed, large deep well, with its borders of flowering plants and bagged trees at different stages of growth and flowering plants had been my arena of pigeon activity in 2009, written about in “Haiku Part One.”* My opinion of pigeons had altered that summer. I’d slowed my footsteps to a stop to watch the traffic of a relatively large flock of pigeons arrive and take off, leaving wires swaying in constant adjustments, until one became aware of me. As it took off, all followed, circling—supple, plump bodies performing coordinated and patterned aerial maneuvers, until under leadership, they flew west, vanishing from sight—perhaps entertaining only me.

In tribute:

a pigeon flutters

no free space

on the wire



watching

will pigeons let me pass

not today



startled

pigeons circle

the line vibrates



pigeons

on the transformer

different clouds



three pigeons

I don’t understand

no sunset



two pigeons circle

dive in the well

I can go home



pigeons’ backs

the sky a small bar of pink

my gaze anew



passing the well

no sun, no pigeons

hurry home



My realization is, “When accepted as truth that God is within everyone and everything, our mind and heart open to wondrous moments of participation in life.”

*www.universallifetools.com/2016/11/2017-numerology-spiritual-meaning

*February 3, 2016.