Little beings that make a big difference
Yesterday, I finally got over the darth vader feeling I had when wearing a mask outdoors. My midday walk along the calm alleys in the neighborhood was quite a treat. Glowing honey leaves filtering the autumn light. Chirps and buzzes, and a lazy meow of an alley cat in the distance.
I remember my first long walk with my 5 year-old son at the beginning of the lockdown in March.
I left the apartment with a burden on my soul. I felt imprisoned, with the protection mask hiding my smiles from my child. The streets were almost empty and it felt like stepping into a dark Sci-Fi scenario.
A cascade of melodious chirps made me get into the tiptoe bird watching mood. A goldfinch was saving our day! It was just a few steps away from us, right across the fence of a brown-roofed house.
I shushed my son and excitedly pointed at the beautiful small bird. My little one was mildly curious, but he didn’t understand why that boring goldfinch was such a big deal. Kids today …
I took a deep breath and told him that it meant so much more than he could imagine. It meant that the air was breathable and the wonderful world God created for us was safe and sound.