Bipolar Artists

A miracle happen today. We have a telephone post near the end of our driveway with a lot of wires and transformers on it and it has killed many birds in the past. Electrocuted by touching one wire with an other. Today I was smoking out the front and heard a zap and a bird fell to the sidewalk. At first I thought is was a squirrel, but I looked closer and it was a Mocking bird. It was still breathing. I picked it up and it was breathing really hard and I could feel it’s heart beat in the palm of my hand beating extremely fast. It was dazed. I stroked it’s back and talked to it. It’s eyes were moving as more time went by and I kept stroking it’s back and the it’s head. Slowly it’s eyes were seeing and it’s breathing became more normal and it’s heartbeat slowed. After twenty minutes of talking to it and helping it along I could feel it become stronger. I was so glad when it’s feet got it’s footing and it flew across the street into a tree. I hope that electro-shock therapy didn’t erase all the wonderful songs Mocking birds can sing. I thought it was a miracle and was so happy to bring it back to life. There was a time that I wanted to be an Franciscan, now I’ve become united with his philosophy. – John