My Lone Friend

Where is her Mate?

I sit at the balcony intently watching the African pidgeon on the overhead electric cable as she balances herself on the cord comfortably.

I keep watching her as if my livelihood depended on her. I look for her mate. He should be somewhere close. I look, and search and look.

Where is her Mate?

Not close by, no where to be found.

This is an anomaly. African pidgeons are created to live in pairs. No way you find the female without the male and vice versa.

Where is her Mate?

She sits there waiting, expectantly, unaware that she' s the subject of my meditations. This is highly unusual.

I muse: Perhaps her Mate went on a dangerous errand and didn't want to take her along. No. No matter the circumstances, African pidgeons are always together or at close range to their mates. Always. Ok, maybe she's widowed. And maybe not. Once one dies the other mate sometimes follow suit in grief. The pidgeon mates don't live apart from each other.

Suddenly a pidgeon flies to the other end of the electric cable. Ah, her mate is back from the errand. Thank God.

How wrong I am..My relief is short-lived.The mate of the second pidgeon suddenly flies in to take her rightful place beside her partner--true to type.

My curiosity and apprehension grow as I continue to watch my lone pidgeon in her solitary sojourn on the cable.She is just there, not chirping, no activity, no singing, her life on hold because of absence of her Mate.

Where, in the name of what is right and needful, is her Mate?It's been about 30 minutes of solitary waiting and  keen observation. This pidgeon remains inactive.

I reach my conclusion--she must be a divorcee!!!

Have you ever heard of a divorcee pidgeon? Have you ever seen one?  I see one today for the first time in my life!!!

My heart reach out to her.

The pair pidgeons, her neighbours on the cable, happily chirp away, then characteristically fly off happily together.

My divorced lone pidgeon remains alone, waiting ,waiting for another mate that may  never show up.

Loneliness can be awful for one who is custom-set for companionship. Life happens to even the most innocent and  determined. Factors beyond one' s control can re- program one's pattern of life. Life could happen. Life happens. 

My Lone Pidgeon

My Lovely Pidgeon. I feel you. I understand what you are going through. Be strong. Your mate abandoned you. Your mate left you. But you still are beautiful and lovely. You are not a half -entity. Live your life to the fullest. Begin to sing .Be happy. Be active. Be productive. Begin to live, not merely exist.

Your replace Mate will locate you in due course.

My Lone Pidgeon.

I wish it stays on the cable within the radar of my eyes until another mate shows up, but sadly after about thirty minutes of solitary sojourn, it flew off out of my sight.

I miss my Lone Pidgeon. I wish you the best in your search for completion. 

SHE CAME  BACK!!!

This morning, as I sit in my patio to do my devotion, I spot her!!!  No way I can tell she is the one.

But as I bird-watch, I see  that she perch on the tree. I look around for her mate. Nowhere to be seen. Then I know she is my lone Ranger, my friend who flew away about 5 days ago.

Since she flew away, I think about her. Where is she now? I hope she find her mate as divinely programmed. Will I see her again? I hope when next I see her, she'll be with her mate.

Lo and behold, here she comes again without a mate.

She moves to the tree branch closest to me. I look at her. She is chirping her life away happily, oblivious that she has a friend in me.

I study her. She is happy and content. Her singing emits notes of contentment with her situation. I watch her, fascinated.

Companionship is a basic need of humankind. It is germane. However there are moments one needs to withdraw into solitude-for self -examination, reflection, energy-recharge.

Marital relationship is not for everyone. For the majority, yes, but there' s still a small percentage of people who are not cut out for marriage for whatever reason. They are happy, fulfilled and contented in their singlehood.

She's flown away. Thank you, my Lone Friend, for giving me this insight. I wish you well.