The Invisible Calls

The sounds echoed around me.  Back and forth.  Right to left.  From overhead and near my feet, the high pitched trills called to each other.  There was no way I could keep up with the conversation.  Robins, warblers, towhees, juncos, sparrows, flickers ... I don't even know, I couldn't keep up with them all.  What they meant, I could only guess.  "Hey there's a great cache of worms over here!"  "This is my tree, leave it alone." 

The eerie thing was that I could not see them.  And certainly they could not see each other! And yet they called.  The invisible calling to the invisible.  And I suddenly understood the Spirit realm. 

Most of the time, we cannot see what is spirit, and yet we call.  And what is spirit calls to us.  We hear it all the time; the issue is whether we will stop and listen, and further, will we spend the time to decode the whistles and trills to perceive the meaning of the message.