Ok, I will admit when the job search first came about, I was excited. I looked forward to looking at new opportunities and finding new experiences. That was in October, I had no idea that an unemployment rate of 14% meant jobs would be this scarce.
Yes, of course I believe in positivity.. and I positively put in 75 job applications today alone. I positively researched the possibility of furthering my education in things such as message therapy, nutrition, and even some college classes in psychology. I also positively looked at some classes that would challenge me in other directions… Reiki, Spanish, and Creative writing.
I positively looked into the possibility of relocating to another state. I mean, I have done this before and I believe I could manage this again. It is amazing when I started seriously looking into this, I had more than one person offer up space in their homes for me to come see if their area was somewhere that might interest me. I am blessed to have met many amazing people on my journey and the kindness never ceases to amaze me. Thank you, each and everyone of you.
One exciting part of my day was signing up to volunteer at the Coral Springs Nature Center and Animal Hospital. There is so much love and good energy bottled inside me that I need to release somewhere, and I figure if the perfect job hasn’t found me yet, I will disperse it this way.
The center is located on the edge of the Everglades, just a bike ride away. I ride my Clicked out bike over there. Today I got my volunteer shirt and I got my schedule. My schedule is one 4 hour block each week, Tuesdays, Fridays or Sundays. My mentor is Frank, he is going to show me how to care for the birds of prey. My work will be mostly outside. The lady who signed me up was really funny explaining this position to me today. It was sort of as if she was telling me all the “bad” stuff lol. She was telling me how people come in so excited because they think they are going to get to sit and hold furry animals all day, but she explained there is feedings and cage cleaning, and stuff like that involved. I smiled.She asked me if I realized volunteering meant cleaning the “cages”. Yes.
Then she went on to mention feeding the birds live worms and dead mice… Now, I must admit this is where the world got a bit fuzzy and all I could hear was blah, blah, blah… I thought of my friend Haven and how upset I was when I thought I might have to feed the fish in the tank--shrimp.… I remembered Haven singing its the Circle of Life….
Yes, I am THAT girl that doesn’t want you to kill the bugs, or the spiders… the girl who doesn’t eat anything that has a mother… I am that girl…*sigh*
I stopped the lady and asked her… I won’t have to kill the mice will I? No, she said they are pre-killed mice but the volunteers do feed them to the animals. I will admit this is not making me want to sing Hakuna Matata or anything, but I am still excited for this opportunity to volunteer with the animals. So, yes I think I can manage this.
After my interview and being accepted for the volunteer work, I walked out to the outside grounds to get acquainted with the beings I would be taking care of. There is a Red Shoulder Hawk, a couple of Owls, some alligators, lots of Turtles :), baby raccoons, and some turkey vultures.
I leaned over the railing when I couldn’t see the turkey vulture. Then I realized his face was right beside of mine. I laughed out loud. I have heard people remarks about Vultures most all of my life. How they are nasty, and scavenge off garbage and dead carcasses. In the country we often refer to deadbeat husbands as “buzzards” and men often refer to their wives as “vultures”.
Well, for me, when I read the inscription on the cage that said “Turkey Vulture~~ Buzzard” ~ Earths Janitor… I knew I was volunteering in the right place. These massive birds dedicate their lives to cleaning up the Earth… the least I can do is help take care of them with a smile and a song in my heart….. I will gladly be a janitor and clean up the cages for the ones who “Clean up and act as Janitors for “Earth”.
You see, I understand why the caged bird that can no longer fly due to it’s broken wing… continues to sing….