THE LONE SEAGULL
I watched a group of seagulls in the fog and dusk tonight and thought about their lifestyle. At first, I counted 10 birds of different colors and sizes, all perched percariously on huge rocks out in the misty sea.
Each had its own rock next to one another but the biggest seagull of all was on rock number one. The rest all sat rigidly behind him or her.
I sat with my dog on a bench, looking at them through the thick fog. Off in the distance, I heard the honking of cars from a newly wedded couple in town. Nearby, a bat could be heard as it slammed a baseball and another run was scored by one of the two teams playing tonight.
Suddenly, without warning, seagull number 10 decided to spread its wings and fly straight through the fog, headed out to sea. I watched it until it was completely gone from my view. I wondered why and where it went; it never returned in the next 15 minutes we stayed seated.
Meanwhile, the remaining nine seagulls stayed put, staring straight ahead, waiting; for what, I do not know. Maybe they sleep sitting still; maybe they were waiting to catch some fish; maybe they were waiting for the lone seagull to fly back to them.
I compared myself to the departing seagull and realized that without risk, nothing ever changes. Without taking chances, everything just stays the same.
That seagull left for parts unknown; he had an adventure while the complacent and silent ones stayed behind to avoid the smell of failure or defeat.
I want to be like the lone seagull and be creative, risky, challenged and energized. There are followers and there are leaders; that lone seagull reminded me to be unafraid.
He unclipped my own wings..........the world is an adventure to be found, to be tasted and tested; to be true to oneself.
Thank you, Mr. Seagull!
I watched a group of seagulls in the fog and dusk tonight and thought about their lifestyle. At first, I counted 10 birds of different colors and sizes, all perched percariously on huge rocks out in the misty sea.
Each had its own rock next to one another but the biggest seagull of all was on rock number one. The rest all sat rigidly behind him or her.
I sat with my dog on a bench, looking at them through the thick fog. Off in the distance, I heard the honking of cars from a newly wedded couple in town. Nearby, a bat could be heard as it slammed a baseball and another run was scored by one of the two teams playing tonight.
Suddenly, without warning, seagull number 10 decided to spread its wings and fly straight through the fog, headed out to sea. I watched it until it was completely gone from my view. I wondered why and where it went; it never returned in the next 15 minutes we stayed seated.
Meanwhile, the remaining nine seagulls stayed put, staring straight ahead, waiting; for what, I do not know. Maybe they sleep sitting still; maybe they were waiting to catch some fish; maybe they were waiting for the lone seagull to fly back to them.
I compared myself to the departing seagull and realized that without risk, nothing ever changes. Without taking chances, everything just stays the same.
That seagull left for parts unknown; he had an adventure while the complacent and silent ones stayed behind to avoid the smell of failure or defeat.
I want to be like the lone seagull and be creative, risky, challenged and energized. There are followers and there are leaders; that lone seagull reminded me to be unafraid.
He unclipped my own wings..........the world is an adventure to be found, to be tasted and tested; to be true to oneself.
Thank you, Mr. Seagull!
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