The Flight of the Sparrow

Last summer I saw a baby Stellar Jay perched on my arbor, resting after trying out its wings. I looked away for an instant; when I looked back, it was gone.

It reminded me of something The Venerable Bede once said.  Bede was an Anglo-Saxon monk born in 672A.D.

In  The Ecclesiastical History of the English People he compares a person’s life to the flight of a sparrow.  Imagine sitting in a mead-hall at supper by the light of a blazing fire, while outside a winter storm rages.

A sparrow flies in one door of the hall, into the light, then darts out out another door, back into the cold dark night.  “So our lives appear for a short space,” said Bede, “but of what went before, or what is to follow, we are utterly ignorant.”

People have many different thoughts, feelings, beliefs and explanations as to what or if anything comes before…

…or after the sparrow’s flight.

Sooner or later each of us will fly out into the night.

That seems to be the only thing everyone can agree upon.

I don’t need to know all the answers before I fly back out.

I am right here, right now, basking in the warm and beautiful light of life.

Whatever happens outside the mead-hall won’t change the way I live my life here and now.

I have work I am passionate about…

..family I love and good friends to play with.

I care about issues in the wider world…

…and in my own little sphere.

I hope I can make some small difference…as a writer, a storyteller, a parent, a friend…

…and to leave even just a little nightlight shining…

…when my flight is done. nullAll words and images copyright Naomi Baltuck

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97 Comments

    1. Hi Jill,
      I love birds too. This is a Stellar Jay, which is only found out West, as far as I know. They are beautiful birds, but I still miss the Eastern Blue Jays that I grew up watching. Thanks for your visit!

    1. Dear Mary,
      It is always so good to hear from you! I love the way you say it. Yes, there is mystery, and just imagine how dull life would be if there weren’t a few unanswered questions to ponder. Thanks for sharing this post on FB. Hugs to you too, dear friend!

    1. Hi Lisa,
      When I came out west, I was delighted to find Stellar Jays in my own backyard. I think they are very pretty–maybe not so pretty as Eastern Blue Jays, which I really miss (along with Cardinals). They have very distinct raucous calls, and a bold character to go with it.

  1. A beautiful post, filled with beautiful photos and thoughts. I’ve got my yule log burning on my TV (the only working “fireplace”) as my daughter fills the room with the smell of the made from scratch samosa spring rolls and my son plays sou-chef tossing the salad.

    A life filled with love, family and friends is a life well lived. I may not know what came before, or what will follow….but I do know that I am here to love.

    Thank you, as always, for sharing your passion and your light with us!

    1. Dear Terri,
      Samosa spring rolls sounds wonderful! How great to have your kids there to celebrate with–as you say, a life filled with love, family, and friends.
      Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts, your story, and your light!

  2. I love how you describe this fleeting instant! All the more precious to see how you captured it in what looks like such a moment of unhurried repose. I don’t want to look away!! : )

    1. HI Dallas,
      I took that photo of my sister last month in Dinan, France at the St. Saveur Basilica. It was commissioned 1120 by Sir Ravallon le Roux, Lord of Dinan, upon his safe return from the First Crusade.
      Thank you for your visit, and for your really kind response.

    1. Hi Roy,
      Every once in a while I see something that takes my breath away. Last summer we were in Peru, walking down a road at sunset. I turned to see the dust rising in the forest, catching the golden light, and this man silhouetted against it as he walked my way. My hands were shaking, because I was afraid I would be too late to catch the magic of that moment.
      Thank you, as always, for your kind response to my blog, Roy. I expect you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving when we do, but I hope you are well, and am wishing a Merry Christmas season.

  3. What an amazing post – the photos and the wording, balsam for my soul. So beautiful combined. I wish I was this little beautiful blue bird …. “I am right here, right now, basking in the warm and beautiful light of life.”

  4. I feel motherly towards that wee, fluff ball. He is just a baby all alone.
    Your post is divine, Naomi. Few things in life are as sure as death and taxes. My mother used to say our life is here and gone in the blink of an eye.

  5. Sparrow and your words impressed me dear Naomi, there is a wonderful poetical and divine touches, I feel like that… Made me happy to read this, to know you there, a beautiful heart/soul/mind… God Bless you dear, Thank you, love, nia

  6. I am speechless. YOU took my breath with poetry of words and pictures. How is it possible to have so much beauty in one person?
    Dorota

  7. The little Stellar Jay is adorable! I’ll trade you an eastern Jay for it, should it return. ;). I’ll even throw in a pigeon or twelve. (We have an abundance of them.) I always enjoy the photos and word pictures you paint.

  8. beautiful photos and words… a very inspiring post. i like how you put a lot of thoughts into your posts and how they are all personal. very lovely. 🙂

    1. Hi kz,
      Thanks so much for the visit, and for sharing your very generous response. I tried not to be so personal, but it just spills over into my posts anyway, so I finally just decided to write whatever I feel like writing.

  9. There are many superstitions regarding sparrows as messengers of death. Some people say that if a solitary sparrow taps at your window or fixes an eye on you, it is telling you that someone close to you will soon die.
    Sorry, not meaning to creep you out.
    I love the baby jay.

    1. Hi Sarah,
      I hadn’t heard that bit of folklore about sparrows as messengers. I knew that owls were thought to be messengers, sometimes of the Goddess, and here in the Pacific Northwest, they believe if you hear the owl call your name, it is a foretelling of your death. But I am not creeped out. I have regular conversations with the owl living in the grove of Douglas firs behind our house.
      Thanks for the visit, and for sharing that story. Now it makes perfect sense that The Venerable Bede would use the sparrow to illustrate his point, rather than, say, a baby Stellar Jay!

  10. Lovely bird. I like the mystery of what came before and what follows after because I think it helps us to live our lives the best we can. I hadn’t heard that bit by The Venerable Bede, but I would agree with his thoughts.

  11. That is such a beautiful interpretation for the ” Let There Be Ligh” and so very moving. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and beautiful photos, Naomi!

  12. It’s wonderful to have a local bird that is so easily recognizable! They are rather screechy, so it’s a birdcall that I can also recognize when I hear it. But they are lovely birds with a bold character.
    Thanks for the visit, and for sharing your response.

    1. Thank you, Jo, for your generous comments and your always-pleasant visits! That was my favorite, an incredibly lucky shot, taken in Peru at the golden hour. I didn’t know what occasion I was saving it for, and then when I started this post, it was clearly the one.

    1. Hi Suzanne,
      Thank you so much for the visit, and thank you for sharing your response. I think it is so interesting to see which photos appeal to different people. You picked out one of my favorite photos, which was taken last summer in Peru.

  13. Yes, you’re so right. We live a while… and most of our concerns are trivial, and then we’re gone… and it’s the moment that was most important all along.

    1. Dear Jamie,
      Thank you so much for your very generous response. I have just sent The Flight of the Sparrow to you as a draft. I’m always happy to share anything you think would be appropriate for Bardo.
      Wishing you every goodness.
      Love,
      Naomi

  14. hi Naomi,
    thank you for your little story around a metaphor “In The Ecclesiastical History of the English People he compares a person’s life to the flight of a sparrow…”

  15. What a beautiful and thoughtful post. Your photos are exceptional and the words you have put with them are profound. Thank you.

  16. I really adore this. Your images are so lovely – I’m in awe of the bird’s silhouette against the blue and orange sky and of the lone figure in the church looking up at the stained glass. Such wonderful images and words. Thank you for sharing.

  17. Naomi, I so loved this. Isn’t it true that we should be living our lives and not worrying about before or after. It won’t change anything an life passes us by in the meantime. Wonderful post as always. Beautiful bird.

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