Carnivores and Cuddling

Copyright 2017 Don Ray

Down at the horse barn a crow insistently tries to tell me something of great urgency.  S/he thrusts her head up with each syllable, but being human I am too dense to understand.

With the approach of another of my species the crow gives up and flies away in disgust.

The arriving person pays their sweet regards to the two little pigs.  The warm affection these little guys elicit from visitors is quite touching.  In this scene we see the world, the world since the Garden, the world of carnivores needing to eat, the world of dawning awareness of affection.

 In these morning visitors who so sweetly greet the rapidly growing pigs, pigs being raised to be executed and eaten, we see the embodiment of the nature of this world;  we see affection and care and conscious awareness shining out from under the necessity to kill, butcher, and eat.

The lady has left.  The crow has returned, the crow that earlier invited me to stay and witness this scene.

Now there are two crows, side by side on the fence of the pig pen.  Now three.  One is smaller, the offspring of these parents?

In the corral the Mustang paws at the earth before lying down and rolling on it.  

The little black pig excitedly runs around the pen.  

Life awakens, awaiting its liberation.  Our souls awaken, the Christos awaiting our acceptance of our liberation.

Copyright 2017 Don Ray
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