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Notes from the Waxhaws

Singing ourselves awake

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The signature of this summer has to be the song of the Indigo Bunting. Bunting summer. Early this morning, I sat in the darkness before dawn…cup of coffee in hand…in a deep silence broken only by the murmuring of crickets in constant prayer. The world about me was still veiled from the tyranny of beauty that would soon enthrall the senses. As if testing the waters of the new day, a bunting broke the stillness with a single note…then, a tentative half-turned phrase. He seemed to be recollecting himself…remembering how to carry a tune after surviving through the long night…perhaps, singing himself awake. When he finally burst forth into full song, I could hear other buntings off in the distance joining in…each waking up to the world.

It was a beautiful moment that led me to thinking. Maybe that’s what we’re doing in this life…rousing from a deep sleep…slowly coming to our senses…and singing ourselves awake.

Written by Jim

July 20, 2014 at 1:27 pm

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  1. Your observations are always stunning, Jim, and this one no less. Maybe we are singing ourselves awake. We being people, awakening to a song with words we’re becoming more hesitant to sing – poverty, greed, war. Awakening to better ways despite news to the contrary. Maybe thanks to Nature’s song.

    doggoddess

    July 20, 2014 at 2:17 pm

    • Yes…hopefully from nothing but a bad dream. Be well Amy!

      Jim

      July 20, 2014 at 5:11 pm

  2. I think you just changed how I see life…8-)

    Tom McCubbin

    August 3, 2014 at 11:14 am


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