I’m standing at my kitchen counter blogging with a baby chicken tucked into my camisole. It’s making sporadic peeps which tells me it’s swaddled and warm. I can feel the sun shining on me and BeBe (baby bird). Raising my gaze from the computer screen I see out to the deck and on out to sea. My eyes trace the perfectly flat horizon where white fluffy Caribbean clouds kiss the blue water. A Thrushy (local bird) is eating left-over dog food – a regular. Its the food chain in action. First the poodles, then the Thrushy (sometimes 2) and then the little Banana Quit shows up to pick at the last morsels. If I leave the dishes out, the ants are the final consumers (visible to the naked eye anyway).

I take great pleasure in this scenario. At moments like this, standing in a golden pool of sunlight, drinking my first cup of coffee, I am so aware of how the universe looks after me. I’m just paying it forward. I feel connected to all these creatures – even the roaches that I left out before because its harder to love them (left over from NYC apt. dwelling and cans of Raid). We are all a part of this magnifiannie-bebe-purple-shirtcent show and I’m just taking care of this teeny corner.

BeBe is peeping. This little ball of fluff and new feathers warms my heart as I warm its tiny body. Loving Bebe is loving everything. Caring for it (don’t know yet if hen or rooster) is helping everything to grow.

Everything we do, think, say and feel has an energetic impact. Our very presence effects the nature of everything else. We are all pebbles thrown in the collective pool radiating circles out from the center and changing the surface and the depths below.

Standing here I feel warm, grateful and full of light. I invite you to honor something small and routine that you do, think or say. Close your eyes and see the energy radiating out into the world. Know that, at this moment, you are a magnificent creator. This moment is your contribution to the world and it is good.

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