Sunday Morning Coffee Musings: A Group of Individuals

I heard the “screams” of the mockingbirds the other morning as I sat with the backdoor open having coffee. It was persistent. So, I got up to look and see what the fuss was all about. Well, I spotted three whirling around a very tall tree on the property behind my backyard. But I didn’t notice anything unusual. I saw robins and then I saw more birds flying around and I thought, hmm, several mockingbirds. Rare. I didn’t realize until later they varied in size.

Then I saw movement in my backyard and noticed some small birds. I thought, “Those must be warblers or sparrows because they are tiny.” And then one swoops across my door and lands on the chair. It was a “teenaged” mockingbird. As I looked closer at my yard, I realized those are small mockingbirds! I have never seen small mockingbirds and so many. I could see the white on their tails.

Mockingbirds usually travel in pairs but young mockingbirds have been known to travel in groups when they are small. I sat down and then a robin appeared on the small patio near the door. And then a small mockingbird came.

One of the symbolisms of a mockingbird is individuality. I pondered what, if anything, did seeing all of this mean. I went on with my day. It was today when I thought about it again. Although, I am different and unique and sometimes that makes me feel alone in this world and in my chosen religion, Christianity, i felt what I saw the other day was telling me that I am not alone. Yes. I am unique but, no, I am not alone. There are many of us that don’t think the way of the masses and the colonized, Westernized, slavery views of Christianity.

There are some in the mature unique phase and they may fly in pairs or alone. They have reached a stage of indepence and acceptance of who they are. Then there is the “teen” or “young adult” that is not young enough to be in the group of babies but not old enough to be with the adults. Those young ones tend to come back to familiar places until one day, you don’t see them anymore. We had one like this last year in the big bush in the front yard.

Then there are the group of babies. Old enough to be out of the nest but not old enough to be on their own. Since my evolution, I often feel alone or outside of my body. It think God was letting me know I am not alone. There are others always coming into their evolution and it has nothing to with age but, much to with their journey.

Someone, somewhere, is in this awkward stage with me. I have been trying to fly away from the familiar but I keep going back to the familiar. There comes a time where I have to decide if I am going to stay gone. One thing I know about life is if you don’t do anything, life will make choices for you. If you linger to long, life will force you out of the nest. So, it’s best to make a choice rather than to be forced out or deal with the choice life hands you.

~Nikki