Last spring I had the delightful and memorable experience of meeting Pegleg Pete the Pelican. Somewhere along Pete's life he had lost his leg. He could have gotten tangled up in fishing line nor assorted other litter and debris, he could have gotten an infection of some type or, horror of horrors, he could have lost it in the jaws of a gator. In any event, he not talking about it. He's doing just fine. He's learned to hang out at a marine gas station that sells bait fish to fishermen along with other supplies. He's after the fish, of course, and he's very selective, refusing anything that is not to his taste.
I'm always amazed at how animals, without whining or complaining, never give up, until the day comes when they must. They accept whatever befalls them with grace and dignity. Oh would I live so cheerfully! Acceptance, surrender...yes, but not with an attitude of defeat. Rather an attitude of cheerfulness and creativity. As it has been said, "When one window closes another door opens."
The smallest and, seemingly, least significant member of the non-human world can illuminate truth, if only we have the eyes to see.
Today take a moment to look, really look. And see.
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