Singing Our Own Song

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As you know if we’re friends, I’m an avid birder. This was the week when warm temperatures brought the song sparrows and red-winged blackbirds back to the Bay Area, and walking near any water is accompanied by the enthusiastic singing they produce.

It is important to notice that the song sparrow never tries to sound like the blackbird. They are each singing the song that is innate for them. So much of my life I was trying to blend my song to others, not realizing that I have my own unique gifts to deliver.

I had an amazing session this week with my 3 Principles class, and once again I felt the joy of reminding them of the peace that lies right below the commotion they create, and seeing them shift. I sing my song of Peace. What’s yours?