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May 1, 2019





On Wednesday afternoon I watched Octavia sitting patiently on her eggs as people of New York City generated noise and pollution. For the two and a half hours that I observed her she never got up once to stretch, or showed any sign of discomfort.
During that time I got up several dozen times and fidgeted when I was not up.
I tried very hard to enter her world of patience and devotion, but could not. Maybe she refused to let me come in because she knows of all my stress and baggage.
I tried to ignore all the wickedness I saw going on in Central Park from my wide view, but I was only deceiving myself.
Octavia must be aware of the evil ways of the human beings in the park, but has the wisdom to let them continue, knowing that we will all lose in due time. I don't have her wisdom so I allowed myself to be stressed over it.



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