Blondes don’t always have more fun
For many years I have been going to the same location, as I witness the progressive generations of Geese and Ducks come and go. Being homers and community creatures that return every spring, they do remember same people year after year which is a pleasure. I have some special old country magiya I share with them; bonding by sharing mulched food. Its much like the birds do themselves, as I had some fresh & very yummy crab apples to share with the little ones. Since they dont have teeth, I ‘mulched’ them in my mouth, then spit them on the ground for the Geese and Ducks to eat.
In their bird language, this is A very kind & giving gesture, one that connects them with your spirit immediately. In their fine-tuned existence, they FEEL vibrations easier than humans, and when done with a giving heart, you will have friends for life in your local waterfowl. They will know you innately by your saliva/spirit imprint, now with co-connected with their soul group, as they share in the eating of your DNA. GODDESS only knows how many times we imbibe an animals DNA without thinking about it, so this is sort of like giving back.
I noticed that this year there is one unique Duck, A blonde one. I have never seen one looking this fair. It had such a lonely aura; the rest of the Ducks that all looked the same, ostracized this one by shooing it from the food. They were wary of it, always pecking at it and rudely squawking at it. I made sure this special bird got apple of it’s own.
It goes to show that something rare and uniquely beautiful is often MADE diverse, indifferent, & obtuse by the collective community. If any magiya (medicine) animals represent human collective behaviors, it is our amazing waterfowl, always showing us examples of power in the collective. If we all choose to LOVE without judgement, we get closer to that new earth.
Rainbow Lightning Woman©