Flight of the Eagle

Remembering our Ability to Soar. Created with Toolwiz; Photo Editor; Pixlr and PicMonkey. The feather represents the power of flight and the element of air in our lives; while the handprint represents our connection to our ancestors and our heritage from those on whose shoulders we stand.

Eagle Poem

To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear
Can’t know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circles in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon, within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.

~ Joy Harjo ~


Sea-Eagles’ Nest

I was going through my photos and re-discovered the ones I took of a sea-eagle’s nest.  It was on the Pacific HIghway north of Macksville heading north towards Coffs Harbour, mid-north coast of New South Wales.

The power company in NSW built the platform to encourage the sea-eagles to nest and also kindly fixed up insulators so they were able to fly to and fro and roost in safety.

We’d see one of the eagles sitting on the eggs, most likely the male coming in with food, and then a couple of heads pop up as the eggs hatched and the babies grew. Then the nest would be empty until the next breeding season started.

Sadly one nest had a sea-eagle sitting on eggs but there was a heck of a storm and when we drove that way again, there was no sign of eagles at the nest.


Sea-eagle nest

Sea-eagle nest, close-up