Physical Description: The great egret is a long-necked and long-legged bird with white plumage. The bill is yellow, and the legs black. It measures 35 to 40 inches long, with a wing-span of about 55 inches and a weight of about 2 pounds.
Geographic Distribution: The great egret is found from southern Canada down through the United States and South America, as well as in Europe, Australia, Africa, and Asia. Partially migratory, northern birds will move southward during the cooler times of the year
Environment: The egret lives in wetlands such as marshes and swamps, in both salt and freshwater, and along rivers and ponds. It is comfortable in close contact with human civilization.
Myths, Folklore, and Cultural Associations
Formally called aigettes (“little herons”), these stately birds were once in great demand by the millinery trade for their feathers. As such, the egret is now the symbol of the National Audubon Society, whose tenets include protecting birds from being killed to harvest their feathers.
To the Maori, the indigenous people of New Zealand, an egret is a symbol of the ultimate in rarity and beauty. To see one is a great blessing, as egrets are rare in New Zealand.
Folklore shows egrets as being loyal and devoted parents, who refuse to leave their young in the nest.
Omens and Divinatory Meaning
An egret conveys a message of serenity and beauty. A noble bird, it reminds us to stand tall and to be self-possessed.
The Maori perception of the egret as a thing of rarity is also to be considered. Every moment of a day is sacred and beautiful in some way. Are you missing that? Are you so buried in work or daily cares that you’re forgetting to lift your head and look around you, to soak in the beauty that abides in this stressful, chaotic world?
Associated energies: Stability, beauty Associated season: Summer Element associations: Air, water, earth Color association: White
REFERENCE: Birds, a Spiritual Field Guide, Explore the Symbology & Significance of These Divine Winged Messengers by Arin Murphy-Hiscock
After watching Egret behavior for a while, I was shocked at some of the behavior I witnessed. The adult egrets have so much patience with their chicks who keep trying to poke their eyes out. The chicks are supremely hungry and if they realize there isn’t enough food, the older stronger chicks will bully and maul the younger weaker siblings making them more susceptible to predators like alligators just so that they can get more food.
I’m just imagining an anthropomorphized version of Lord of the Flies! The lesson learned? A scarcity mindset can lead you to make different decisions than you would if you felt like there were abundant opportunities. Dr. Shahram Heshmat describes in more detail in his article, “How does being poor change the way we feel and think?“
“He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life, where every path was an improvisation and a considerable part of one’s waking life was spent watching one’s feet.”
On another side note: I found more Egret photos from the Audubon Society. The Audubon Society protects the Egrets since many people who killed them for their feathers. Smithsonian Museum shares a story about the deadly feather trade. I’ve never seen one in person, though I’ve seen a few bloggers have taken pictures of beautiful egrets.
“A CAL is basically a group of people all working on a large project at the same time and pace. Some are targeted to more advanced crocheters and involve a variety of difficult stitches. Others are designed so that everyone can participate, no matter their skill level. Often the pattern chosen will be an afghan, and while everyone does the same pattern, each individual chooses their own colors.“
Hello! Hope you’ve been well! I’ve been working extra hours co-hosting a CAL (Crochet-A-Long) Series for alumni at my alma mater this month with my friend. Colloquially, she has dubbed us the “Hookers with a Yarn Addiction”. Catchy, isn’t it? In fact, she wants t-shirts! She’s a funny, smexy grandma! 😉
However, to be accepted by our school, we’re formally known as the Alumni Crochet Group. School administrator must keep her job after all, and it must be safe for work! She’s also helping us to possibly get sponsored by Yarnivore, a local yarn company and reaching out to other businesses. So, I must meet her halfway and work with her as best as I can. 🙂
In the end, 55 students signed up! Meanwhile, when I saw some friends while hanging out in town, they decided to also invite themselves, their siblings, and friends, so the numbers bumped up. It was great to catch up with everyone again and also meet some new faces along the way. What a journey it has been! We shared so much together.
I spent quite a bit of time managing social media public relations and creating a beautiful 17-page guidebook while my friend created an original pattern for a scarf. Today, I just filmed my friend as she frogged her swatch that we used to teach virtually via Zoom. As an intermediate crocheter, it’s rather heart wrenching for me to watch someone unravel their work.
“Frog is a word that can be used as a verb. In this sense, “to frog” means “to rip out stitches.” When used this way, the word is slang and it is also a play on words. It pays tribute to our amphibious friends, the frogs, and their choruses of “ribbit, ribbit, ribbit”. When you discover a mistake in your crochet work, you rip it, rip it, rip it. So, you frog it.“
When I was in high school, one of my English teachers recommended a book for me to read by Debbie Macomber called “The Shop on Blossom Street“. Intrigued, I read the rest of the books in her series. I enjoyed seeing these female characters bond and wanted an experience of my own. I later became president of the knitting club at my school. Continuing onward and co-hosting a crochet group at my college has been a dream come true for me.
I came across some inspiring stories like this woman who crocheted her wedding dress for five months on her bus commute.
…and this story about a Olek, a Polish-born yarn artist and crochet extraordinaire, whose team yarn bombed this train in four days!
See you next time! Hope to hop on more often as soon as I can!
It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was as sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. The whole world opened up and I fell inside. I don’t know where I was, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care because the only person who mattered was there with me.
—Sarah Addison Allen
Happy February everyone!
January was a entire month of self-care and care for others. My boyfriend and his family have successfully recovered from COVID. Their stamina is still weak, but with more rest, they will be fine. However, my brother and father now have COVID, and I will be checking in with them now. So, it looks like my blogging schedule is going to change once again!
UPDATE: As I’m typing this, two whole buildings nearby have caught on fire, and the fire department is having trouble putting it out. 4 firetrucks, 10 or so ambulances. I praying for 12+ families. The internal structure is falling apart fast…
Boy, I miss this space. Hope all is well in your world! February is a special month of love for all sorts of momentous occasions. Jude, host of The Saturday Symphony, has created a prompt regarding one’s first kiss. If you have a story, feel free to join in!
I’ve heard of many stories from others. Some were sad (like herpes-sad). Some were amazing (like fireworks). Some were funny (like gum in braces). The most hilarious story I read about someone’s first kiss was the fictional tale of Georgia Nicolson! It’s a learning experience! 😀
Being the lovable, squishy person that I am, I have plenty of funny tales, and but today you’ll only learn of one: the first one. It’s so refreshing for me to write since he will be anonymous. He knows who he is! 😉 I don’t think he’s reading this. Though I’m not with him today, I’ll never forget him.
Framework for Romance & Love
When I was 17, I helped my aunt by working at her video & music CD shop. What made my aunt’s shop unique was the fact that she had several collections of Asian foreign films. I helped sweep the dust, assisted customers, and organized VHS tapes on the shelves. I loved working there! I would read the back flap on these movies, and if there’s something I liked, I can rent it from her.
I was always curious about the romance genre, and I would rent such a variety of romantic films. Some were epic period dramas like the new Netflix series, “Rise of the Phoenixes”. My aunt had so many Chinese sagas where the characters wear beautiful costumes and the drama has you hanging on to the edge of your seat.
Do you know how many ways love can hit you? So it makes you happy, or miserable? It makes you sick in the belly or hurt in the heart. It makes everything brighter and sharper, or it blurs all the edges. It makes you feel like a king or a fool. Every way love can hit you, it’s hit me when it comes to you.
~ Nora Roberts
During the summer break, I would also get wrapped up in the many romance stories written by the talented storyteller, Nora Roberts. One of my friends teased me on how obsessed I was with her books. The relationships were so passionate and sensual. I began rivaling the senior ladies who check out twenty of them at a time from the public library! She is one of my favorite authors who captures the Irish scenery so beautifully. This is one of the summaries for one of her books, “Jewels of the Sun”.
Determined to reevaluate her life, Jude Murray flees America to take refuge in Faerie Hill Cottage, immersing herself in the study of Irish folklore and discovering hope for the future of the magical past. Finally back home in Ireland after years of traveling, Aidan Gallagher possesses an uncommon understanding of his country’s haunting myths. Although he’s devoted to managing the family pub, a hint of wildness still glints in his eyes—and in Jude, he sees a woman who can both soothe his heart and stir his blood. And he begins to share the legends of the land with her—while they create a passionate history of their own.
So with all these idealistic visuals floating around in my head, my expectations surrounding love may have set the bar a bit high given my total lack of experience. 😀
Sitting on a metal stool, I twirled my mechanical pencil around. I was working on a biology assignment in the lab. Studying the human cell in a diagram, the mitochondria is quite the powerhouse! I wore a striped lime green sleeveless shirt that my aunt gave me. I didn’t realize it at the time, but she saved my social life by replacing my frumpy clothing with stylish, trendy ones.
Sure enough, a young man who sat across from me complimented me on it, and we struck a conversation about this catchy, trance song, Butterfly, as we studied the anatomy of a cell together listening to it on a loop.
All of the sudden, biology was becoming more enjoyable! 🙂 Flabby physique, short hair, round baby face, a charming smile, self-deprecating humor. He was tanned from playing tennis in the afternoons with his best friend who was a girl. He invited me to play with his crew. After school, I let my parents knew I was hanging out with some friends to play some tennis for the first time. We took the school bus to a campus that had courts to play at.
We arrive at the courts, and he handed me an extra racket. “We’re playing doubles!” He and I were on one side of the net, his friend and the football quarterback was on the other. The quarterback served the ball in my direction as I was learning about the continental grip. I was not ready, and the ball hit me straight into the stomach with such velocity, it left a really bad bruise. Understand that as a football quarterback, he has an incredible arm throw!
They immediately ran up to check on me, but I brushed it aside not wanting to drag the game down. So I learned quickly, and managed to keep up a game with some consistent volleys. After two hours of play, I was sweating buckets, breathing heavily, and called it a day. The courts were nearby his friend’s homes, so we began walking towards the neighborhood.
One by one, his friends parted ways and headed inside. Then it was just me and him walking alongside the sidewalk together. There was a build-up of saliva in my mouth and I spat it out. I sighed, “Sorry, that was very un- lady like.” He laughed out loud, which made me smile and invited me to his parent’s house for dinner.
We arrived at his place and as he opened the door, his two siblings gave him a big hug and asked if he could play video games with them. I watched as they played a few rounds. After they were tired, he carried them to put them to bed for a nap. He decided to program on his computer a bit, as I lied on his bed and rested.
After a bit, he slid next to me as we watched the ceiling together talking about our dreams in life. We exchanged gazes for a moment, and he kissed my shoulder and inched upward towards my face. We kissed as our warm bodies were next to each other. It was fun, yet slobbery. I smacked my lips and laughed, but he wanted to explore a bit more. At which point, I became tense and pulled away.
All of the sudden, it occurred to me how quickly this relationship was moving, and that I didn’t realize it. He said to me, “Sa, everyone’s doing it.” I responded back, “That may be true, but I don’t really cave into peer pressure.” Staring at the ceiling, I eventually stood up at that point and called my dad to pick me up. His parents arrived as well and smiled at my presence. I chatted with them a bit and had a pleasant conversation. I enjoyed their company for the rest of the evening until my dad showed up.
The next day we met up at the school library, he apologized for taking advantage of the situation. I said it was fine, but wasn’t sure what to make of it. So, I continued hanging out with him only at school where teachers were watching. Perhaps, it put a damper on things.
One day, our English teacher read one of our speeches aloud as we were drilling for the writing portion of the standardized tests. She winked at him as she read his story which mentioned me in description only and how we knew we would always care for each other. I was so embarrassed, and he turned red as a beet.
After high school graduation, though, we parted ways, and gone off in different directions. I remember feeling a tinge of jealousy when he chatted to one of my friends. Maybe I still cared about him. When he moved away to another state, I was genuinely happy for him when he got his dream job as a software developer for a gaming console and writing documentaries on the side.
I moved on with my life since then, and I’m in a happy relationship now. Yet, like every other human being who was once in a state of love, you never seem to forget your first kiss.
A few weeks ago, I met a new blogger named Kamal who has introduced a new initiative with her new Great Achiever Blogger Award to spread peace among the blogging community. She is an ambitious visionary, and the award itself has such a beautiful origin story!
“It has given me an extreme happiness and immense pleasure that I am here to introduce a ‘GREAT ACHIEVER “महासिद्धी” BLOGGER AWARD‘ to expand peace in our global village- WordPress. This award goes to a real achiever and successor who has been giving their creative feelings and thoughts exquisitely presenting a good perfection of work of art in WordPress Writing.
I am from a birthplace of Gautam Buddha who enlightened many parts of the world in his lifetime by his wisdom and knowledge of equanimity, or peace of mind which is achieved by detaching oneself from the cycle of craving that produces trouble. And, from a lap of Mount Everest, giving an adventurous taste of mountain climbing to the people around the world. The most important thing is purity from the Himalayas, everyone get tastes of pure water flowing from mountain to the hills and then Terai region spreading tranquility in spring.
“महासिद्धी” is a term for someone who embodies and cultivates the “Siddhi of perfection”. A Siddha is an individual who, through the practice of sādhanā, attains the realization of siddhis, psychic and spiritual abilities and powers.
We are a member of a global village “WordPress” to help shape the world peacefully through our continuous effort to dedicate and invest our valuable time for writing giving a perfection, i.e. “महासिद्धी”.
What an introduction! Thank you, Kamal. ❤ I’m truly honored and humbled by such serendipity. Throughout my journey in blogging, earning a badge for reaching particular criteria is a fascinating concept. I apologize for replying sooner as I have many other obligations outside of my blog.
However, spreading peace is a wonderful cause I can easily rally behind during these times. Unlike a peacekeeper, a peacemaker is neither passive nor fearful. Throughout history, society has a myriad of approaches for maintaining peace. The complexities of human nature, being what it is, has demonstrated conflicting ideas of how peace will transpire.
It takes diligence to remain calm within your heart in the midst of chaos. I have known many bloggers who have done this well but are award-free. Thus, I will open this nomination to any of my readers who would like to contemplate and explore these ideas.
Rules & Regulations
Thank the person who nominated you, with a link to their blog.
Make a Post of the Award with a Statement of PEACE & SAVE ENVIRONMENT as above. Tag your post with the #greatachiever.
Mention the rules and regulations.
Ask 7 questions of your choice. One of the questions must include “PEACE” and one for “SAVE Environment”.
Nominate at least 7 fellow bloggers or more to 21 bloggers and notify them.
I like to imagine climbing Mount Everest one day, but I think I’m content watching the incredible views in a documentary while I condition myself. 😉 If you are not familiar with the Terai region, these flatlands stretch along the border between Nepal and India. They can be quite beautiful in the spring time.
With such sweeping, natural beauty, it’s unfortunate to know that the country is struggling with many challenges such as natural disasters, cycles of extreme poverty, and political instability, to name a few.
Some of my readers are aware that I was raised with mixed religious traditions. Sometimes, my hybrid, eclectic upbringing has led to some friendly tension with my “pure” friends, but c’est la vie! (That’s life!) 🙂
Years ago, one of my classmates once called me a “Bodhisattva“. I had no clue what that was, so I looked it up.
A person who is able to reach nirvana but delays doing so out of compassion in order to save suffering beings.
My father’s brother was a Buddhist monk. When I was a young girl, I attended various beautiful temples with some lovely gardens and fountains. My dad said Buddha’s birthday was near my own which I thought was a fun piece of trivia. There I spent time with and learned from other monks and more devout Buddhists.
How can you be a good blogger as a member of WordPress Global Village?
If by “good”, you mean integrity: I pay it forward and recognize other bloggers whenever I can or when time permits. I help others enjoy the blogging process and encourage them to keep growing in their craft if they’re new. If they’re veterans, I participate in their challenges. I enjoy interacting with other bloggers, and I learn new things everyday.
Could you please define a word “PEACE” from your point of view?
I’ve experienced many peaceful moments singing with groups of people in harmony. I also enjoy digging my toes in the sand and feel the ocean wash over my feet as I see the sun rise.
A picture is worth a thousand words.
American adage coined by Henrik Ibsen
For the past few years I’ve been following photography entries for the Global Peace Photo Award inspired by Nobel Peace Prize Laureates, Alfred Hermann Fried and Tobias Michael Carel Asser. The photos are quite compelling. Here’s one I absolutely love!
How can we save a tree?
Sadly, I’m trying to save a weak crepe myrtle tree that has developed some lichens. It’s been fighting to stay alive for a very long time. I need to apply some herbicidal soaps and add more mulch. I feel like I have to accept the inevitability of the cycle of life on this one, but I will keep trying so long that it’s showing signs of life and sprouting new leaves.
Do you think human trafficking is still a crosscutting issue?
Yes, human trafficking is one of the largest crimes in the world and intersects with a variety of studies. “This Power and Control wheel outlines the different types of abuse that can occur in labor and sex trafficking situations.”-Polaris Project
It’s even in my own backyard! A few years ago, the store where I worked at made national headline news. A trucker was smuggling illegal immigrants across the border in a large 18-wheeler truck. One of my coworkers reported suspicious activity in the parking lot and heard yelling inside the truck. The individuals in the truck bed were suffocating in summer weather, had no water, and no restrooms. Some died due to asphyxiation, and many were treated at the hospital.
What thing do you sacrifice to make a happy family environment?
One thing we sacrifice is our pride and need to be right. We apologize when situations warrant it.
Pride is the longest distance between two people.
Which animal do you like most? Why?
The panda is one of my favorite animals. The symbolism behind the panda as a spirit animal really resonates with me.
What do you think about the journalist or Youtubers?
Youtubers and journalists have a platform to share news, photographs, and information that they have gathered and researched with the public. They share their opinions, their truths, and sometimes deliver a new angle on an existing topic. Journalists expose themselves to potentially dangerous situations everyday. Youtubers also deal with their particular trolls. I feel that those who move forward in such situations are courageous and resolute.
Freedom of the press is a pillar of our democracy.
Is a movie-star play a vital role to aware most of the people around the world or just they present their performance to earn money?
There is a wide spectrum of the type of movie stars out there. Some movie stars try to raise awareness about many pressing issues. They play a role in the movie to enact change or shift the public’s mindset about a topic. Sometimes, they raise money to donate to a charitable cause. Audrey Hepburn danced in underground concerts to raise money for the Dutch resistance during World War II for instance.
There are also movie stars who have done a movie purely for the money. I feel that there is no shame in this sort of honesty as money is a necessity. Acting is a profession, and they don’t call it “show business” for nothing. Do I feel that some are overly paid exorbitant amounts of money? Sometimes, but it’s peanuts in relation to an underground network of elite individuals who the public doesn’t see or know about.
Sometimes, actors would just like the cash and openly admitted it like Ben Affleck, Morgan Freeman, Sean Connery, Paul Bettany, Richard Dreyfess, Eddie Murphy, Jackie Chan, Bruce Willis, Harrison Ford, Alec Guinness, Michael Caine, Marlo Brando, Betsy Palmer.
What does peace mean to you?
How do you resolve conflict?
What is one thing you do to help the environment?
How does security play a role in maintaining peace?
What kind of food makes you feel at peace with the world?
If you won the Nobel Peace Prize, what would you want the award recognize you for?
If you were sign up for the Peace Corps, what kind of work would you consider?
Good morning everyone! Inspired from an episode that I watched from the Food Network Star, I created this metaphor to symbolize the all the great experiences that I have checking out your blogs. I wrote this poem back in January 2018, but it’s been sitting in my draft box for a long time.
Blogs on WordPress are the countless types of desserts on the buffet of life Matcha Green Tea Cake Coconut Creme Pie Sinfully Chocolate Brownie Angel Vanilla Cake Pistachio Nut Pudding Sour Lemon Tart Raspberry Kolache Fortune Cookie Sitting on a plate looking delectable Various guilty pleasures Some may delight the senses You may be allergic to others Blending in with your morning tea, coffee, juice, or milk Each one delivers a unique experience
“We only have one life and one body to care of, and we better do it right. You never know what tomorrow may bring and so we better live this life the best we can and be grateful for everything we have.”
I want to wish all of my readers a very happy Thanksgiving! Life outside the blog-o-sphere has been very busy. Tried a confetti creamed corn recipe from Mel’s Kitchen Cafe for a few potluck dinners I was invited to, and though it doesn’t quite look like her pictures 😉 it was still a great hit!
Rory’s Challenge? 3 quotes. 2 songs. 1 image… Once again, I over-delivered! Take care everyone! ❤
A resplendent goddess, becoming in a lovely white dress Feels the cold stone cooling her tired bare feet Radiant and filled with jubilation Anticipation and expectation Bringing hope and blessings Nurtures a special life Flutters in the womb Magical time An ascent Glowing Joy 🙂