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Harbingers of (Silent) Spring: Archetypal Avians,
VOL. 83, SPRING 2010
Harbingers of (Silent) Spring: Archetypal Avians,
Avian Archetypes and the Truly Collective Unconscious
by pattrice jones
Pattrice Jones co-founded the Eastern Shore Sanctuary and Education Center of Maryland (now relocated to rural Vermont), where she created a program for the rehabilitation of former fighting roosters and offered refuge to both wild and domesticated birds. She teaches psychology at Minneapolis Community & Technical College and Gender Studies at Metropolitan State University, and is the author of Aftershock, an Analysis of Trauma and Recovery from an Ecofeminist Perspective.
Laid low by sorrow, I crouched in the dust, gathering strength against grief at midday. Suddenly, I saw a flurry of feathers and felt a wobbly weight on my shoulder. The ungainly white bird swayed to maintain his balance while peering at me inquisitively. “Yes,” I said, “I do need a friend right now.” We swayed together for a moment, regarding each other and the day.Then, he alit and I went into the afternoon, soothed.
While the helpful bird is a well-traveled inhabitant of the lands of mythology and reverie, that was no dream and that bird no mere symbol. The dust was that of a foraging yard atthe Eastern Shore Sanctuary where, for nine years, I offered shelter and care to avian survivors of factory farming and cockfighting. The bird……………..
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Harbingers of (Silent) Spring: Archetypal Avians,
Avian Archetypes and the Truly Collective Unconscious
by pattrice jones
Pattrice Jones co-founded the Eastern Shore Sanctuary and Education Center of Maryland (now relocated to rural Vermont), where she created a program for the rehabilitation of former fighting roosters and offered refuge to both wild and domesticated birds. She teaches psychology at Minneapolis Community & Technical College and Gender Studies at Metropolitan State University, and is the author of Aftershock, an Analysis of Trauma and Recovery from an Ecofeminist Perspective.
Laid low by sorrow, I crouched in the dust, gathering strength against grief at midday. Suddenly, I saw a flurry of feathers and felt a wobbly weight on my shoulder. The ungainly white bird swayed to maintain his balance while peering at me inquisitively. “Yes,” I said, “I do need a friend right now.” We swayed together for a moment, regarding each other and the day.Then, he alit and I went into the afternoon, soothed.
While the helpful bird is a well-traveled inhabitant of the lands of mythology and reverie, that was no dream and that bird no mere symbol. The dust was that of a foraging yard atthe Eastern Shore Sanctuary where, for nine years, I offered shelter and care to avian survivors of factory farming and cockfighting. The bird……………..
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Great site! This is interesting!...Daniel
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