This chalk drawing was found near the local community center. The center is close enough from a wild space, to imagine that this little sketch was drawn from life. A hawk does live in the tall trees surrounding the center, and the open space houses rats, mice, snakes, gophers, moles, in short a whole raptor buffet.
What's great about this drawing is that, clearly, some little critter is caught in the hawk's claws, yet there's no indication that the hawk is a "bad" animal for having to kill to survive. Some realistic, observant little kid drew this matter-of-fact representation of life. The hawk has got to eat, and therefore has got to kill something, plant or animal, in order to survive.
No blame, no shame..
Vegetarian or not, something has to die so we can live. Yin Yang. Yet we sentence people to death as if it's the worst punishment possible.
Why does death scare us so? We don't know what happens after we die. Is it the terror of the unknown that makes us crazy? Why, then, aren't we scared of tomorrow, of going to sleep, of the future in general. We don't know what's going to happen in the next five years, five hours, five minutes, five seconds, ever. We only think we do.
We take life for granted.
If we didn't take life for granted would the thought of death be easier to handle? If we embraced our life's unpredictability, would we see death as just another path to follow? Death is a hard topic to get our heads around. It's a place where people go and don't come back. Perhaps the best we can hope for is to continue living as fearlessly and matter-of-factly as we can, come what may, moment to moment, no matter what.
Let's eat!