I carried the bird over to the canal, knelt down at the water’s edge, looked that bird in the eye and apologized for what I was about to do. I gathered up my courage and slowly placed the bird under the water. I could feel it struggle in my hands. Then it struggled less and less. Finally, after what seemed like and eternity, it quit struggling and its little heart quit beating. It’s one thing to kill a bird 30 yards away with a BB gun. It’s quite another to have it die right in your hands. I wept as I lifted the little bird out of the water and realized what I had just done.
You are sitting by a quietly flowing stream in the countryside. It is spring and life is green and de nature moist? Sitting on a rock, the sights and sounds of the flowing water begin to work their mysterious way into your nervous system.
The truth of these statements has been proved both subjectively and de nature objectively through experimentation. Studies have been made on meditators and non-meditators over the years with respect to blood pressure, pulse and reaction time as well as with states of fulfillment and creativity expressed subjectively by the participants.
I thought to myself, “What am I going to do? There’s no way I can fix this little bird’s legs. If I just let it go it will never survive. It won’t be able to get food. It won’t be able to sit on a branch. It won’t be able to walk. It will just suffer and die a horrible death. Oh what have I done?”
We are coming to the source of our life current, the spring of pure consciousness. Here we may encounter pure light or energy. Only subtle vibrations exist here. Our bodies become recharged with life. Our consciousness is renewed as we have cleared the way for a burst of fresh energy to flow up purifying the sea of consciousness, regenerating the mind, giving new life to every cell of our brain.
Will a heart full of love and affection beg the above from others or will be offering it to others? Similarly, why a beautiful bird when it knows that it is the embodiment of boundless beauty, why should it admires and feels proud about it rather than offering the same feelings to others?
But, can anxiety be caused by both? The answer is that it most certainly can, and I believe that this is true of almost anything. Whenever there are two sides to an issue, it is rarely true that one side is correct, while the other side is incorrect. Instead, pieces of each are true, and it is up to us to determine which pieces are true in our case. So, for example, take a look at someone who has been shy their whole life, but has also been treated very poorly by his or her parents and other significant figures in his or her own life. These figures are unable to understand the persons condition, and instead of trying to help this person through the condition, they choose instead to ridicule or tease and taunt the child for being afraid of situations of which most are not. This persons biological anxiety level, whatever it is, will then obviously be amplified by his or her lifes experiences. The converse is true. Say a person is very shy as a youngster, but instead finds him or herself with parents and other peers who understand the condition and are very encouraging of the child in any attempts he or she makes to overcome his or her anxiety. They are also very supportive and active in helping the child to make friends. This childs biological anxiety level will then be reduced by his or her lifes experiences. From these examples, to which many of us can relate to varying degrees, it seems that this is a very plausible view of anxiety, or any other mental condition for that matter, that helps to explain how the condition is formed.
We can continue to think that beyond man, no living creature in the world has the ability to value the beauty? If the presumption of man were true, why then the evolution has poured so much of its marvel and wonder in bird kingdom. Was evolution a blind process and was operating so amateurishly until man finds it to be faulty. Man only discovered the blemish of de nature where it was creating many species of birds so marvelously, where they neither were able to feel or experience the beauty nor could be proud of.
The next morning I jumped out of bed and ran out to check my trap. As I got closer to it I could see there was an animal in it. Something was wiggling. I was so excited I ran even faster. As I got close to the trap my heart sank. I couldn’t believe what I saw there in my trap. I was filled with horror. There were two little black eyes looking up at me – almost as if to say, “So you’re the one who did this to me!” There in my trap was a bird with both of its legs broken. I don’t know what kind of bird it was but it was bigger than a sparrow, and it was in pain.
Gradually, with the simple repetition of the water?s song and the harmonious beauty of the natural surroundings, the thousands of electronic impulses of your brain begin to discharge into the tension-absorbing air.