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Richard Kirtland's avatar

Greetings dear Priya - birds, in the chest, talking! What a great metaphor for hearing one's life experiences.

You ask if any of this resonates. I can relate on a deep level. Over the years I have reflected on bits of my lived experience mostly intentionally. Sometimes though, it seems even against my own will, as if some wisdom failed to plant roots during some past eventful time, and the uninvited reflection is determined to have me see what I missed.

There is an image of our lived experience that I came across in a book by Maurice Nicoll, and it has stuck in my understanding for most of my adult life. The image is that our life's time as an upward rising spiral. With each orbit on the spiral, there are essential lessons to be learned. If we fail to learn, the lesson will be repeated on the next orbit. It will be a different situation, perhaps with different people, but the lesson will be the same. If again we fail to learn, we drop and repeat the orbit... again and again, as many times as necessary, maybe endlessly.

One must accept many assumptions about human existence, consciousness, and individuality to accept this image on a larger level, that of repeating lives, or reincarnation. Nicoll talks about those we observe who appear to soar upward from earliest childhood... perhaps they've mastered the difficult bits on many lives previously lived. Conversely, Nicoll speaks of those we may encounter who seem destined to spiral down and down, and no one and nothing can help.

Life as an upward-rising spiral is an amazing concept originating in ancient times, perhaps in the mountains just north or west of where you reside.

In my own experience those lessons I've failed to master have been repeated more forcefully each time they are encountered. All lessons--for me--seem to center on being open to deeper meaning on the soul's development. I can reflect on major intersections of my life's path and see that I've made wrong turn after wrong turn. It feels feel as though I've repeated this same spiral dozens of times. Why am I so dense? Will there even be another opportunistic intersection?

Carl Jung spoke of a collective unconsciousness that spans all of humanity. Others, more recently, theorize that there is only one consciousness - that while we think we are individual conscious entities, we are but portals of this ubiquitous consciousness. It's difficult for me to get my head around this concept, as my existence really seems quite personal. Perhaps if I had birds in my chest, they'd tell me to open up and let everyone in, that only love is real, anything else is fear.

You ask how you should respond to your friend. I'd say listen to the bird's stories with a new mind. Perhaps they've a subtle lesson that needs to be heard.

Warm regards,

Rich Kirtland

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Michael Edward's avatar

I loved this, Priya!

It’s such a wonderful thing when we start listening to the birds within us.

Also, this piece reminded me a of poem by, Charles Bukowski ‘Blue Bird’

:)

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