Simple Being

I love watching the birds. 

They move with intensity and purpose, light and agile. 

I see them up close and the innocence is there. Every noise and movement is from that space. 

Even when two birds arrive at the same feeder and there is a brief ruffle of feathers, there is no aggression. It is the way they communicate and that communication is born of innocence and can never contain malice. 

They are not worried. They may be intensely alert but there is no fear. Fear makes one hesitate. Fear plunges one into confusion. A bird never hesitates. It moves or it doesn't.

For some reason I know that simple but powerful space a bird operates from is within me as well. It is action without confusion. Simple being and simple doing. The most direct line with the least amount of thought.

Nature makes me realize that I am already at peace and that gentle happiness is my normal state of being. Not wanting anything to be different than it is. Not clinging to anything. 

Enjoying simple being.