Bluebird

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Because of some beautiful experiences with bluebirds (especially this one I posted about), I have paid close attention to them. Being blue, they also represent the throat chakra, the energy devoted to communication. Their quiet nature and melodic song resonate with my own inner call. I found the card in the photo above at the bookstore yesterday on my outing with Inge and knew I just had to have it. It's a Mountain Bluebird. The second photo, below, is an Eastern Bluebird. The third is a porcelain my sister Nancy gave me; he sits on my dressing table near a candle I light every morning. Do you feel a strong affinity for a certain animal? Here's a little poem about mine, with some first words of Rilke's.

Bluebird

What I lay claim to

is like anything

unpossessed

by anyone

yet on I go holding

the ache of blue

he empties in scalloping arcs around

the stubbled meadow

blue eye

in the eyelids of branches

witnessed

just a few times a year

cheer of song

the animal voice

I decided was mine one weightless day --

-- my spirit guide --

telling the truth

through the branched world

of my throated heart

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Listen to a podcast of this poem here.

By the way, I just viewed my blog in Internet Explore on my husband's computer (I don't have IE on my Macbook), and the formatting is in disarray. I wonder if this always happens in my posts. It must be annoying to view, if so. So sorry. I always post and view in Firefox or Safari.

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