the kindred spirit of a chicken

“To love is easy and therefore common –
but to understand –
how rare it is!”

― L.M. Montgomery

What friends or kindred can be so close and intimate as the powers of our soul,
which, whether we will or no, must ever bear us company?

Saint Teresa of Avila

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(one of dad’s urban neighbors / Julie Cook / 2014)

I’ve written about Henny Penny before.
And no, Henny Penny is not the chicken in the picture above…
that’s just a neighbor.

The real Henry Penny is the heroine of a classic and timeless sweet children’s tale.
The story of a rather hapless and clueless chicken
who gets her knickers in twist when she’s out and about minding her own business,
when suddenly out of the blue, something falls from above knocking her in the head…

This falling object unleashes pandemonium in poor ol Henny Penny.

Convinced that the sky is now falling,
Henny Penny proceeds to run about chaotically alerting all her neighbors
that the time to panic has arrived…
while proclaiming that everyone must immediately seek shelter…
because the sky is…
falling…

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(Henny Penny / art work by Thao Lam)

As it turns out the sky was never falling, as the sweet illustration above indicates,
yet try telling Henny Penny and her now distraught neighbors that it was
just a pesky little acorn falling onto poor Henny Penny’s head.

And not that I’ve become some sort of nervous nelly dashing about
in a frantic panic over a falling sky…
but it does feel as if the sky, or actually life rather, is indeed falling…
and that familiar primordial feeling of panic
is desperately attempting to rear its ugly head…

As I’ve just spent the past three days running around in circles over…
dad…

Add to that some other rather pressing issues of life and we have
our very own Henny Penny running around clucking like a nut.

If you don’t believe me, ask anyone who may have spotted a black car,
early this morning, out on the four lane driving in big circles…
about 3 different times back and forth…

As in driving out toward the interstate then turning back around,
then driving back out toward the interstate, then truning back around…
again…and again…
Not so much a panicky Henny Penny but more like a crazy moron…

Either way I’m feeling a bit Henny Pennyish as of late as I’ve been
twirling about in circles flapping my wings arms trying to make sense of things…

It’s a long story…as are all my stories as of late.
And I’ve promised myself that I will not be overtly verbose today,
for your sake as I wish to spare you the agonizing details…

However…is it not the details which make things all that more interesting??
as in the devil is in the details—
as in really, yes,
he is frighteningly in my details….

It all has to do with a catheter, a nurse, dad, a blockage, the caregivers, the ER
and a urologist that I had hoped to never see again…as I’m not a fan.
Add multiple calls beckoning me to come then don’t come,
come, don’t come… and you’ve got circles on the four lane…

Throw upon that not gas but confusion…adding all the other nuttiness in my life,
throw in the shenanigans of this county of ours just for kicks,
fan the fumes…
and you get me, driving around in big circles
while dad is blowing up like a water balloon refusing to be treated.

So I will take the water balloon dad back to the Urologist today, whether he wants to go or not while taking our chances that
a) the water balloon weren’t burst and
b) that mr nonchalant will figure out the problem
allowing us to get back to our regular business of falling sky….

I think I like Henny Penny…
I think we must be kindred spirits…

Rend your heart
and not your garments.
Return to the Lord your God,
for he is gracious and compassionate,
slow to anger and abounding in love,
and he relents from sending calamity.

Joel 2:12

8 comments on “the kindred spirit of a chicken

  1. atimetoshare.me says:

    Oh, Yoda, your wisdom knocks my socks off. We all have a Henny Penny living within us. It’s hard being all alone in the middle of all the junk of this world, but you really aren’t. Not only is the Almighty with you, but the prayers of your friends surround you. You, me and all those in the body of Christ can rest in that assurance.

  2. Reblogged this on Talmidimblogging and commented:
    Praying for you and yours Julie!

  3. You have been and still are having to be a Henny Penny and I hope soon you can just roost upon the nest for a while. Like you commenter at the top and as I’ve said before you knock my socks off with your wisdom, tolerance, patience, all those Godly things that are asked of us. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤

  4. PS. I have snatched your great photo at the top and am going to share it some day soon. Of course I will give you credit the wonderful capture! 🙂

  5. Jenna Dee says:

    For many months this year I too got caught up in this Henny Penny mindset and was falling deeper and deeper into panic mode. Lately I’ve been practising mindfulness meditation and it seems to be helping. I suppose this is the calm you feel from your Christianity. We are all people doing the best we can. I feel a kindred spirit with you Julie and as always I wish the best for you. ❤ Jenna

    • I think I need to get back to a more mindful meditative prayer—look up ‘centering prayer’ Jenna–it’s a form of prayerful meditation…
      and yes, I definitely have always felt a deep bond with you—and miss you when you are away—I’ve missed hearing what’s going on in your corner of the world.
      Know that I’ve been thinking about you!

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