How many times I have asked myself these questions: What are my roles in Life? Is it to be a woman, wife, companion, daughter, sister, friend, attorney, seeker? Or is it something greater than my imagination, if that is even possible? I know that I have more than one role through which I must exercise my given skills to provide meaning to my Life.
Now, most of time, I go about my daily routines without realizing the impact I have in other beings through my actions or inaction. I just don’t stop enough to meditate about the chain of cause and effect in which, I suspect, I play an important part. I guess that it is frighting to look at my decisions as being a step that moves this wonderful Universe one step forward, or not. I may be opening or closing doors, or pointing out at different roads, that were necessary for others to go through, without even realizing it, although I always have the opportunity to witness my deeds. However, I don’t always make the time to see.
For example, this morning I went to my backyard with a bag of seeds for the birds that visit us every day. Without thinking about it, I filled up the feeder, cleaned up a bit of yesterday’s mess, and went inside the house to go about my chores. Suddenly, I looked through the window and saw this small Chickadee with a seed on his beck, and he stared at me long enough to allow me to take a photo.
It was like if he was saying: “thank you for my food.”
So, there you go. One of my roles in Life? Maybe it is as simple as making sure the seeds are in the bird feeder.