Dominica is brilliant today. In the bright sun the leaves are as green as they have ever been. Spanning across the mountains flowers are blooming again and people are singing.
Mary, the white pelican, felt an inexpressible gratitude that all the animals returned.
Hooie, the barn owl, hooted, “Hummy and Mum brought up this inner-child idea. What’s that all about? how does that relate to what we are trying to do? I thought we were helping the humans save the planet.”
Free, the butterfly, wildly fluttering about, “I think they’re onto something. They may be acting without judgment, but with a clear vision about human children in their history. In the Children’s Crusade of 1212 the children were simply used and abused in their route to the holy land. They had no information about what they were up against and were either slaughtered or sold in the slavery. Now the children are chock-full of information, but nothing is asked of them. Many of them choke up, drug up, dumb down or commit suicide.”
Joe, the pig, snorted, “I think I can see what Free envisions. By the time human children are 12 years old they are ready for work and eager as well. But the child labor laws have gradually forced them out of the big picture. They feel trapped in the school environment and they rebel in a variety of self-destructive ways.
Fregata, the frigate bird, swoops in with, “I can see that some children just need to work rather than study. It’s natural for them. Many rebel in school.”
Mira, the sloth, very slowly chimed in, “ I wonder if there is a healthy child-self? We animals are jerked up and tossed out of the nest. Some humans call it tough-love”
Mary, the facilitator, sensing a log jam, called out to all, “Commune in the pair-bond mode and hopefully reach a consensus.”
The group dutifully settled in to their one-on-one pair-bond mode and were soon very animated with the noise of their chatter.
Mary thought; if they can experience each other(the pair) deeply then we may have a way to leverage the adult human mind.By leveraging the adult human through human children, we have gained a pathway. That much I intuit but Lord only knows how.
Suddenly, Leda the dragonfly, dropped a ticking bomb into their midst, “ I am having a virtual cow over so much attention to the human plight. It is now widely accepted that over 70% of flying insects have disappeared from the planet. But this is hidden from view while humans rage over politics. I have fashioned a makeshift vest of tinfoil around my body, but I don’t feel safe. I have not been able to locate any of my family.”
