I've come to view the Eagles as angels, of a sort. Dispatched from Nature to purify, to cleanse. Proud and regal, they are more than scavengers... they've been sent to do a job. To hasten the task of returning Koosa's body, her vessel, to earth. This I can bear.
"At first I guess it felt grisly" (comment from a reader)
ReplyDeleteYes! I know EXACTLY what you mean. Every time I hear the squabbling of the crows... the piercing cry of the eagles... I see the coyote pair in the far field... and I KNOW... I know why they are there......... and I have to consciously force myself to seeing it a different way. Still. Although, it's become easier. The animals truly are messengers- or "divine workers" anyway. Purifying. I surprised myself the other day when the thought flitted through my mind that perhaps Scoundie would rather have been laid to rest as Koosa has been. I don't know.
All I know is that I made a pact with Koosa. That she could live with us, as well taken care of as we could possibly manage, for as long as she wanted. I knew there would be consequences of that decision. Whether or not SHE knew, *shrugs* but I continue to believe... that IF she DID know... she'd still have chosen life with us, for as long as possible, over a dignified disposal after death. This is hard for ME... it's not hard for HER... and so, I can handle it. It's all part and parcel of living out here... out here where we have CHOSEN to live.