When I got up this morning, there was a beautiful male finch on the bird feeder, eating seeds and looking around.  The bunnies, of course, are out nibbling clover and grasses in my yard and the neighbor’s yard.  All of this taking place with the symphony of different bird songs.    In my e-mail today, I received a newsletter from Dancing Sun Cabins and one of the things it contained was a poem that I would like to include here for you.

A Rabbit Noticed My Condition
A poem by St. John of the Cross

I was sad one day and went for a walk;
I sat in a field.
A rabbit noticed my condition and came near.

It often does not take more than that to help at times— to just be close to creatures who
are so full of knowing, so full of love that they
don’t chat, they just gaze with their marvelous understanding.