Trying to
remember what bird
dreams is about I
was talking it on the way home from checking the osprey nests. Well, the end of
the talk got to it. bird
dreams is about
the horrible, deeply dark reality that our bird populations are in great
decline. Sure, some are increasing and others are adapting their migratory
patterns along with all of us shifting in the winds of time. But the line that
resonates the startling truth is the dire predictions of 50% possible bird population
declines in the next twenty to thirty years.
It is all connected, the birds, the loss of land; the inability for most
of us to be connected to the land and the foods and connections that keep us
thriving. It’s about loss of land and territories. It’s about loss of language
and the words that know us to the land and water. It’s about loss of continuity.
Loss of listening t
o the indigenous ways of knowing and stripping the world
into commodities instead of understanding our place and preserving the
wellbeing of all. This is not a dark tunnel
we have to go through. We can shift the balance. We can know our world
better. Bird dreams is about a woman
wishing to become an osprey. Thinking she is and she’s even growing feathers.
When it comes time to migrate, the question I’ll leave open for now is, does
she go or stay on the shore wishing her soul mates a safe journey? Bird dreams the world. We are the world, we are the dreams, we are
forever connected to the fate of all the birds. Take a stand. Speak your truth.
Share the beauty of this place. We are the earth, the soil, the winds, the
streams. We are the ocean and the tides. Wherever you reside, touch the earth.
Touch base. Safe home.
