This poem was written on the day when my partner and I visited Rainham Marshes RSPB Reserve.
It was a fantastic day. Longer than I'd been out in a while and nice to increase my stamina to what it used to be! Although in a different way this time, because it's quite a stationary thing, bird watching. Not that I'm unaccustomed to stationary - my last 4 years of life have been stationary what with having tiny Beth to look after! She doesn't walk quickly and likes to stop and observe everything she sees - a born birdwatcher and conservationist I hear you say ;-)
This day marks a pivotal point in my life. A turning point I will always remember. All my life.
The real change began the day before actually, when John kindly invited me into his fold of happy conservationists at Roding Valley Nature Reserve. I felt truly honoured to be invited to plant trees with them, the purpose being to lay a hedge. This was something I had never done before and I felt so touched to be part of it all. I have dreamed of planting trees with other people for about 10 years and have sadly never had the chance to do it. I didn't know anyone else who was into it. It's all about community.
To digress, as I do, community is the main theme for my life this past 6 months and even before. The past year and a half, since November 2010. Finding a community of like minded individuals. But as I am finding, we have to know who we are first, so that we know who to look for!!! This has taken me a silly amount of time to learn but never mind, I'm nearly there! One day I will go to Greece I hope. Or anywhere. A conservation holiday, trip, experience - something. To really connect.
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Rainham Poem
To feel the air through my lungs...
To hear the rush of the deep wind,
The cry and twitter of the birds...
To see the most beautiful new creatures...
To be in the most wonderful company!
It was lovely...
I cried as I remembered the past... a visitation of two people, energies long gone, that are since revived thanks to the connection from above! Great spiritual healer visited me in a remote bird hide and helped me to remember...'Natty....Natty...You can do it!' Just those words made me cry! Straight to my brow chakra and self worth, confidence issues regarding birding...It almost was as if, and they (the guiding angels) say it did - the muscle usage of looking afar for so long, through the binoculars at birds, the skies, far off into the distant skies and waters for a ling period of time, opened up a muscle memory, an emotional memory, a vision...
Phil and Daddy - 'Natty!'
'You can do it!'
Phil, Andrew, Dad are wondering where I am...
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