Spiderman
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So, I see this painted turtle sort of dug in right next to a busy street. She has gone far from the pond, a busy sidewalk to her right, and then traffic in the street.
I assumed she was mentally ill , lost, disoriented, and scared, so I brought her back to the pond that celebrates George Floyd, a cemetery for victims of police brutality.
Tombstones with names mainly, but it does look like there was a body buried in the front. It looks just like it would if a six foot casket were professionally buried there with a victim. The rectangular shape it leaves in the grass. Next to candles, arwork, flowers, and seems to be the most important part of the memorial, so I would assume someone requested to be buried there as a last will or something.... But most are just names on memorials.
Thing is, my last text to my Dad was a turtle Hi Ed
. I want to wish you a happy birthday. You have always been a good dad. When it comes to giving us wise answers and spiritual nourishment."
That was June 22. But I put the turtle back in the pond and my heart sank. She was digging in there because she trusted people more than predators, and I let her down.
There was a bunny when I was in a treatment center, she dug into the ground , beneath the grass, a place for her babies, closest to where human beings will be smoking during their smoke break.
It is because she knew that the Hawks do not like to go around that area. Her instincts told her that people would be nicer than hawks. She observed the people for long enough, that her female intuition told her that.
The people were very nice to her babies when it was raining they found ways to shield them from the rain, they knew not to touch them or the mother might not return to breastfeed them if they have had human contact.
I returned, after setting the turtle free in the pond with a fountain. I'm just, living in da hood, it's dangerous for a lot of people, so I worried the turtle shouldn't be right where people park cars, and some one might intentionally harm her, or she accidentally walk into the street.
My heart sank when I returned to the areA she dug into. I saw beautiful eggs, white but sort of a pinkish color. They seemed moist, fresh. I hope I didn't interrupt her in the middle of childbirth. These eggs were bigger than Robin eggs which surprised me.
I just feel much guilt right now, because of how much I value motherhood in nature, and harming it even on accident, separating a mom from her babies just really bums me out
But because my most recent text to my Dad on his birthday , had a turtle, I wasn't sure why I chose it. The smileys just offered it with a list of other pictures. And it has something to do with this.
I'm going to pray that I can make this happen. Just like the bunny sensed it was the right place, maybe this turtle was led in spirit to that location for me to figure out a way to protect her nest from predators. Then she just knew by the holy spirit or an angel, that I would provide for her eggs.
Maybe the turtle did choose a right spot if daily I check on them and do my best to keep them very hidden.
My worst thought that the eggs need their mother is actually not true. Turtle eggs do not need their mother once they are laid, save for to hide them well. Unless she protects them from predators, which I have not read about her being physically there or returning to the location for that.
They need to be protected from predators, but mother turtles don't usually pay much attention to them after finding what they feel is an ideal place, and dig in.
This mother seemed to have female intuition and deeply intellectual as I gazed into her her gorgeous eyes, the extremely intelligent look on her face. She was a masterpiece of her creator, and spoke an eloquent (yet silent) sermon about it all. . If she could speak English, she would be telling me why her eggs are so much more safe around people than closer to the pond where the predators are abundant.
Do you think I should put water on them, or something to keep them moist, hydrated?
I I really hoping that I can make these eggs survive. They're so beautiful. But they're right where a lot of people walk and people are parking their cars and stuff like that. Next to traffic as well. She was intentionally wanting people to check on her babies and trusting human hearts, over the places that humans don't go to where it's more likely a snake or predator finds them. I know what is in her heart, mind , and soul. We bonded and could read each other me thinks!
Also, once the babies are hatched, they're probably going to immediately start walking into the street or something cuz that's what they're right next to. They're quite a ways away from the pond. So I hope that I can locate them right before or after they hatch, and bring them to the lovely pond , to have a full joyful, euphoric lifespan. I've heard there are jobs there, none of the turtles in that pond are unemployed.
I'll show a pic of the eggs tomorrow, if they have not been run through. I think I need to hide the hole better so they are not exposed.
Please offer your prayers or any helpful advice you might have. Thank you!
I assumed she was mentally ill , lost, disoriented, and scared, so I brought her back to the pond that celebrates George Floyd, a cemetery for victims of police brutality.
Tombstones with names mainly, but it does look like there was a body buried in the front. It looks just like it would if a six foot casket were professionally buried there with a victim. The rectangular shape it leaves in the grass. Next to candles, arwork, flowers, and seems to be the most important part of the memorial, so I would assume someone requested to be buried there as a last will or something.... But most are just names on memorials.
Thing is, my last text to my Dad was a turtle Hi Ed
That was June 22. But I put the turtle back in the pond and my heart sank. She was digging in there because she trusted people more than predators, and I let her down.
There was a bunny when I was in a treatment center, she dug into the ground , beneath the grass, a place for her babies, closest to where human beings will be smoking during their smoke break.
It is because she knew that the Hawks do not like to go around that area. Her instincts told her that people would be nicer than hawks. She observed the people for long enough, that her female intuition told her that.
The people were very nice to her babies when it was raining they found ways to shield them from the rain, they knew not to touch them or the mother might not return to breastfeed them if they have had human contact.
I returned, after setting the turtle free in the pond with a fountain. I'm just, living in da hood, it's dangerous for a lot of people, so I worried the turtle shouldn't be right where people park cars, and some one might intentionally harm her, or she accidentally walk into the street.
My heart sank when I returned to the areA she dug into. I saw beautiful eggs, white but sort of a pinkish color. They seemed moist, fresh. I hope I didn't interrupt her in the middle of childbirth. These eggs were bigger than Robin eggs which surprised me.
I just feel much guilt right now, because of how much I value motherhood in nature, and harming it even on accident, separating a mom from her babies just really bums me out
But because my most recent text to my Dad on his birthday , had a turtle, I wasn't sure why I chose it. The smileys just offered it with a list of other pictures. And it has something to do with this.
I'm going to pray that I can make this happen. Just like the bunny sensed it was the right place, maybe this turtle was led in spirit to that location for me to figure out a way to protect her nest from predators. Then she just knew by the holy spirit or an angel, that I would provide for her eggs.
Maybe the turtle did choose a right spot if daily I check on them and do my best to keep them very hidden.
My worst thought that the eggs need their mother is actually not true. Turtle eggs do not need their mother once they are laid, save for to hide them well. Unless she protects them from predators, which I have not read about her being physically there or returning to the location for that.
They need to be protected from predators, but mother turtles don't usually pay much attention to them after finding what they feel is an ideal place, and dig in.
This mother seemed to have female intuition and deeply intellectual as I gazed into her her gorgeous eyes, the extremely intelligent look on her face. She was a masterpiece of her creator, and spoke an eloquent (yet silent) sermon about it all. . If she could speak English, she would be telling me why her eggs are so much more safe around people than closer to the pond where the predators are abundant.
Do you think I should put water on them, or something to keep them moist, hydrated?
I I really hoping that I can make these eggs survive. They're so beautiful. But they're right where a lot of people walk and people are parking their cars and stuff like that. Next to traffic as well. She was intentionally wanting people to check on her babies and trusting human hearts, over the places that humans don't go to where it's more likely a snake or predator finds them. I know what is in her heart, mind , and soul. We bonded and could read each other me thinks!
Also, once the babies are hatched, they're probably going to immediately start walking into the street or something cuz that's what they're right next to. They're quite a ways away from the pond. So I hope that I can locate them right before or after they hatch, and bring them to the lovely pond , to have a full joyful, euphoric lifespan. I've heard there are jobs there, none of the turtles in that pond are unemployed.
I'll show a pic of the eggs tomorrow, if they have not been run through. I think I need to hide the hole better so they are not exposed.
Please offer your prayers or any helpful advice you might have. Thank you!
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