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Monday Aug 16, 2010
El Coyote staking out the situation
About six weeks ago I had an unexpected visitor show up at my doorstep: Baby Aldo, a young parakeet who is not indigenous to the harsh and unforgiving climate in the high desert.
Aldo is like the man who came to dinner; he has become part of the family here, along with Sweetie Boy, the cockatiel.
Late this afternoon, I opened the main door to my cabin. There in front of me stood a coyote. He looked at me, and I looked back. Although he didn’t run off, he was on high alert. Every now and then in the middle of the night, I would hear the distinctive and plaintive howls of coyote packs way back in the vast mesa beyond the cabin.
This coyote had put fear behind him and had ventured down near the humans, the most dangerous of predators. I slowly closed the door, grabbed my camera, and took this photo through the kitchen window. After a while, it became clear why he came here: the fruit trees. He sniffed about, looking here and there, and behind him. Then, he began eating the pears that had dropped off the tree. Coyotes will eat what’s available, which is their ace in the hole when it comes to adaptation and survival.
After eating his fill, which took about twenty minutes, he dashed off, up the steep hill, and back to the mesa.
Our mindless encroachment into the wilderness is unsustainable. Putting people first, regardless of costs, will eventually unravel the beauty of balance and evolution. Whatever happened to zero population growth? It’s a touchy subject that, if ignored, will come back to haunt us into oblivion.
We don’t need more consumers who fuel the engine of disaster; we do need more evolved people who will steward the earth—and I can think of no better dharma.