Winged Creature Therapy.
Before you think this is another post about dragons, let me jump in and tell you its not. These ‘winged’ creatures are real.
Birds have been a passion of mine since I was a child. I have many fond memories of my Grandad taking me out birdwatching. We’d take his big awkward binoculars, they weren’t those tiny high tech things that we have now. They weighed a ton but I still insisted on carrying them around my neck, the strap hanging haphazardly and the weight giving me neck ache by the time we got to the desired bird watching post. We’d hunker down keeping as quiet and still as possible until we were rewarded with the sighting of a few birds. It didn’t matter whether it was a sparrow or a yellow hammer, the excitement was the same for me.
My Nan and Grandad had a static caravan in Wales, Aberystwyth to be precise and every morning I would wake up to the pigeons making their distinctive cooing noise. The sun would be shining, we had proper Summers in those days, it would be warm outside and myself and my two younger sisters would gobble our breakfast down so that we could go out and play in the warm summer weather. When my Granddad came out with his binoculars, I knew it was bird watching time and off we’d go on our bird watching adventure. Sometimes my sisters would come along but the majority of the time it was just me and my Grandad, which was fine with me. We had that special bond which I’ll never forget.
Sadly my Grandad is long gone now but every time I think of him or look at that special photograph of us sitting together, it always brings a smile to my face.
Thanks to my Grandad watching the birds feeding on our many feeders or singing in the trees gives me a sense of peace. If I’m going through a stressful time, sitting outside and enjoying their company helps me to wind down. On a lovely day I will practice my mindfulness outside, my eyes closed and the sound of the birds singing in the background, oh its lovely.
When my mind is too overloaded to write I’ll turn off my computer or put down my note book and watch the birds instead. My mind is focussed on just that one thing as I lose myself in their antics, whatever time of year it is. Watching them splash about in our wildlife pond having a bath, squabbling over who gets priority on the feeders, or just sitting wherever takes their fancy and singing their hearts out is something I’ll never tire of. One of my favourite native song birds is the Blackbird I could listen to him singing for hours.
I’ll watch as these feathered creatures of all different species play out their little lives, building their nests, rearing their chicks, the migrating birds returning to this country for the summer months. What Summer I hear my UK compatriots cry!
I’ve a mind to stop writing this now and take a bird break, I wont however as even writing about these happy calming times, with such lovely memories keeps my mind focussed, my brain fee of clutter, giving me a little bit of peace in this crazy world. However I’m coming to the end of my little trip down memory lane and I’m not stressing about the fact that I haven’t hit the 1,000 word mark, or my grammar might not be perfect, it probably isn’t knowing me! I wont even apologise for the fact that this is a self indulgent post.
Some of you may be thinking well why post this if its just for you? Because if any of you get something out of this, take your own happy trip down memory lane, or stop for just a little while and enjoy something that makes you calm, then it’s worth me publishing this post.
However insignificant it may be to others, if something special works for you then do it. Give your head a break and treat yourself to some time out.
Now it ‘s your turn. How do you relax? What brings your stress levels down, even if its just for a short while. I’d love to know maybe you can give other people reading this some ideas. Please feel free to comment below.