14 December, 2025

Birds, Spider and Flowers










 

The garden around our cottage is in its scenic confluence at this time of the year. The weather too is favourable for plant life. The gathering of birds in the feeding station adds to the variety in the garden!

The serene silence of the garden and the reciprocal bird calls provide a good contrasting experience. 

The silence and the refreshing interruption !

It is when one can be silent inwardly, the sounds can reach us fully in their myriads of meaning. 

The silence prepares the soul to receive the sounds and calls of birds to receive an awakening message. 

The feeding station is becoming a place of comfort for birds. The birds do  not chase away new visitors. There is a communal harmony. 

The political world is in turmoil globally. The human language used by the political leadership is of suspicion and division. The language of nature is wellness, fullness and cohesion. 

The news in the media is one of many disappointments; but the garden is a reminder of new life, growth, giving, caring and flourishing! 

The garden is announcing the message of Christmas season- a Giving God became present in human form at Bethlehem ! 

What the birth of Jesus of Nazareth borought to the shepherds while watching over there flock was a good news of peace, goodwill and glad tidings! 

But this good news evade the attention of many on earth. The recent gruesome acts of two gunmen in the Sydney beach, killing holidayers and Jews who gathered for the celebration of Holy Week, tells us that we still are far away from being and living as a relational  human family. There are those who are hurt, wounded and angry among us, for whom violence is the pathway to react or retaliate!

This calls for good news bearers to he more proactive in the mission St Francis of Assisi, who prayed:

" Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;

where there is hatred, let me sow love;

where there is injury, pardon;

where there is doubt, faith;

where  there is despair, hope;

where there is darkness, light;

where there is sadness, joy.

O divine master, grant that I may not so much seek, 

to be consoled as much as to console,

to be understood as to understand,

to be loved as to love,

For it is in giving we receive,

it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,

and it is in dying we are born to eternal life".


M.C.Mathew(text and photo)







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