Okay. Life, as I have previously said, has been happening. I’ve been crossing timezones, managing crazy schedules, dealing with horrible connections, working on last minute deadlines and so much more.

How do I explain my Wednesdays, Thursdays, and now Fridayish curveballs on Mirrors and Reflections?

“Don’t be too hard on yourself”. I heard a voice say.

“It’s called adulting.”

Adulting hasn’t been easy. It takes me places. A lot of places.

I recently had the chance to visit a farm. It was nice. I love nature because somehow, it reminds me of who I am and should be.

The sound of wind is soulful music that reminds me to never lose my rhythm in this thing called life.

The movements of the plants fascinate me. It keeps me rooted in knowing that no other person can dance to my personal tune.

Vera, my not-so-baby plant, reminds me why I should be tenacious on very difficult days.

The sky’s stretch is fascinating; it reminds me of how vast I am.

However, what I saw on this fateful day was chickens, two goats and turkeys. What was meant to be an ordinary experience became extraordinary. I coincidentally went to the farm when the animals were feeding. The turkeys, chickens and a goat were all feeding. It was a fascinating scene…but something was missing.

Where was the second goat?

I looked around and saw it. It wanted to eat but it couldn’t. It didn’t look sick enough to be unable to eat yet it looked sick. It was short, and stout. It looked a little malnourished. I saw the other goat. It was feeding. It looked very healthy.

So what’s the issue? Then it hit me. It didn’t take me long to realize what the other goat was – a bully.

The sick looking goat tried feeding but the healthy looking one chased it away. Surprisingly, the bully allowed the turkeys and chickens to feed with it. Could it be because they were smaller?

The sick looking goat tried but gave up. I was mad. Why would it give up so easily?

In my moment of anger, I shooed the healthy looking goat away because I wanted his “brother” to feed as well. The effect? An unexpected result. All animals, including the sick looking goat, ran for their dear life. I felt horrible knowing I intended a different thing.

I tried getting it to come back but the harder I tried, the more it ran.

It was terrible. But I had my light bulb moment when I split the food and took some away from the bully. When that happened, the sick looking goat immediately ran and ate like its life depended on it.

I was happy. All animals seemed to be feeding or so I thought. I looked around and saw the bully battling with the chickens and turkeys. Early on, they all fed together but it didn’t take long for me to realize that the bully saw the tiny chickens and turkeys as a threat as soon as the food decreased.

Sadly, I had to leave but what a day!

I never thought I’d witness when animals mirrored what they learned from humans.