Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy… they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us….

~ Harper Lee ~

for this segment of showing the astonishing light of being, i turn to the mockingbird, astonishing light being of joyful song… one year ago on this very date, i learned of the unexpected death of the mockingbird whisperer, Nellie Harper Lee and today  i sit shiva for another mockingbird whisperer, for all mockingbird whisperers singing us home…

may we all feel the pure innocence and love of  mockingbird in this moment and live as simply and wholeheartedly as freespirit, as mockingbird…

 in this moment, we are mockingbird re-joy-singer visiting the divine inner child, the wise one who knows she’s here to sing, to sing her soul song of joy in a field of peace seeded with justice and guided by love…

thousandfold thanks for being this re-joy-sing journey of coming home to our one cosmic heart…