This happened without pre-meditating, in hindsight I realized my daughter and I had indulged specifically in the "wouldn't it be nice" game taught by Abraham Hicks.
Here's how it happened, this is a true story!
I walked along happy holding one of my children's hand while the two other ran playing and exploring up the path ahead. My daughter wants a new dog but we have two and that's not something I'm quite ready to do, but somehow around the topic of finding a wild animal to raise from a baby grew. We contemplated a squirrel and then we agreed a bird and then specifically a sparrow to raise would be fun and good feeling. Then we arrived at the playground where we were going and the topic was forgotten in new fun to be having.
The next day I suddenly decided to go outside where I was and to walk across a small street to a decorative area not made for walking. I sat on a huge rock and got comfy to smoke and drink coffee and that's how I found a tiny little birdie separated from it's mommy. After contemplating a bit I took out some paper and a napkin and picked the little one up. Incrementally as I decided to take the bird into my reality I noticed all the little ways that I was equipped specifically on that day unusually for me but perfectly for this little baby. The specifics were actually extraordinary but natural feeling.
Here's unnamed birdie (until we know if it's a boy or girl in about 6 weeks from now), this picture is taken about twenty four hours after finding....
and again a picture taken on the fourth day after finding.
boy do sparrows fill in with feathers quickly!
And now an Abe moment! Recall to mind if you've heard the hotseater asking about the eating of dolphins and Abe responding how sometimes dolphins come to the rescue when a human is drowning and sometimes they come when humans are hungry ...this little sparrow came to fill in a request to raise a little wild thing and I'm appreciating the new activity with my kids called "birdie bonding" and the fact that the little thing obviously came for thriving! Ode to being in a stable enough state of thriving that a tiny little bird was willing to join in and demonstrate! Thank you Abe!
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