...i was just reminded by a fruit fly of a lovely experience i shared today at work.
...you see, at first i went to wave it away, the fruit fly, it became as agressive. i stopped because i remembered, the way, suffering Peace if you will, never letting that fly out of my sight, though still loving, waiting. that bug figured it out i think, and chose to fly away.
...a lovely little sparrow found its way into the office today, where i work. alone in the office (which happens rarely) there was no one else who cared, there was no one who saw but me, so i got up from my desk, fluttered about myself, if you will with the bird, and chirped, (sounds ridiculous but ive done it before), by sheer will offering some communication of a meaning and an intent that this bird could follow, my flight, and without anymore difficulty finding its way out my door, down the corridor and out the other door. frankly i am glad to remember that this is possible.
just had to share this with someone, cheers!