I watch the flight of a flock of pigeons from my window this morning. As I sip my cappuccino and write in my journal, I know they are my spirit guides. What do these scavengers of the city teach me? Their graceful flight reminds me that it’s not just the goal of getting “there”, but the experience of the process that is most important.
What is the reason for their swooping and soaring? Certainly not merely to move from one feeding destination to another. They fly in unison and I feel the joy in their movement. I experience the connection and trust in their formation and the mutual benefit derived from synergy with the airflows between them. They serve to teach me everything that I need to learn today.