The Flicker Family

#Animals, #Birding, #Instinct, #Nature, #Photography

The woods are awakening. A multitude of sights and sound echo the arrival of spring. The Flicker’s voice can be heard most of all on this day. We happened upon this Flicker Family as they are preparing to expand their family.

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The male and female Flickers are both taking turns to sit on the eggs. Above, the male Flicker sticks his head out as he awaits the return of his mate. It was wonderful to see these two as they work together, sharing their duties, all for the sake of family.

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Now that his mate has safely returned, the male Flicker can now fly off and take a short break. They already know their responsibilities and what it will take to raise their family safely in the woods.

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A Gripping Case Of Interrupted Symbiosis

#Christianity, Encouragement, Inspiration

Symbiosis

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My mother Holding me

Last night I got the opportunity to go with a group of friends to see the play “How Black Mothers Say I Love You,” by Trey Anthony. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gYpohFr7xvQ  At first, I was a bit hesitant to go, (because as a black person, I felt like I already knew,) but went any way. This play brought up a lot of Societal Issues. It talked about Inter Racial Marriages, Adoption, Teen Age Pregnancy, Abortion, Cancer, Death, Church, Same Sex Relationships, but most of all it spoke on the many interrupted cases of Symbiosis experienced between child and mother within the West Indian Family.

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Mother attending a wedding in England

As infants, we depend on our parents for everything, but in many cases, the symbiosis between mother and child in the West Indian Community was broken. The mother in most  cases, left the child with a Grandparent to go to another country, example: England, United States or Canada, to seek a better way of life for the family. However, six or ten-years of separation can seem like a life time to a child, and in many cases family relationships were damaged, as that critical time for bonding was lost.

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Engagement Photo of Mother & Father

This play was funny and it was also sad. It also brought me to a realization as to how many of us share similar stories. Even though it was a play about black mothers, in the audience could be seen many Caucasians and Asians. We all stand to learn from each other, if we would take the time to listen and try to understand and have compassion for one another.