Yes, Polly Wants a Cracker. What a Parrot Taught Me about Desire.

Via Emily Alp
on Aug 13, 2011
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Day One with Kasuku

About five years ago, I was lounging on the open porch of a cozy, three-bedroom bungalow at sunrise, overlooking Kenya’s Lake Baringo and the cobalt Tugen Hills. It was the start of three days of house sitting for an Irish expat family, and this involved bird sitting their African Grey parrot, “Kasuku.”

There I sat on day one of my ‘service.’ The family had left, and I still hadn’t quite made the switch into solitary mode. The previous night, all of us — the wild-eyed couple, their five year-old twin girls and I — had sat around the table talking, eating and laughing by candlelight.

Alone, down, I approached the bird. He sure had talked up a storm with the family, so why not start a conversation?

“Such a pretty bird,” I sang to him. Nothing.

“Hello-o.” Nothing.

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Photo: Sergey Yeliseev

I stared at him; he stared back. His glance seemed, well, lacking soul. I turned away, dumbstruck.

”He’s more like a feathered robot,” I mumbled, wallowing in imagined rejection. Soon enough, I dropped my efforts with the bird and started milling around — making tea, reading, journaling, staring at marabou storks, which, from a distance, looked like old, British men in raincoats.

Hours passed, and the solitude finally felt soft, warm, friendly. As the great lightbulb in the sky dimmed and the hippos began to grunt, I was content at last. And Kasuku? Well, I forgot he was even around.

But he had a different idea about me.

From that very moment — the moment I forgot about him — that bird started to approach and talk with me. By day two, he was interrupting my reading of a fascinating book to sit on my shoulder, eat melon from my hand and take my glasses off my face.

He’d shimmy along a strung rope that ran under the porch canopy and recite with accuracy conversations of every single person he had ever heard: suggestions in the soft, Swahili accent of the house help; cacophonous fights between the Irish couple; the pleas and giggles of the girls.

By day three, Kasuku began stuffing his head under my hands and arms. Suddenly, I was trying to manage his demands for attention over a good book! He had literally exposed himself completely in a space free of my desires and agendas.

This is the lesson that I get from pets and their only-natural wiles: obsessively clinging to desire robs us of the present moment, where its product lives and grows. Denying desire, on the other hand, puts a part of our human nature into permanent detention.

Your desire is valid. So, realize when your fist is around it and open your palm. Release it; allow it to mix in with the rest of your life and manifest as a jewel of experience.

There is an orchestration to everyone and everything. Just because we can’t explain it, doesn’t mean it’s chaos. Animals exemplify this; they can teach us so much of what we forget when we are so busy thinking.

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About Emily Alp

Emily Alp spent the early part of her life sick and passionately searching for ways to improve her health. She is a certified health coach specializing in autoimmunity, celiac and gluten intolerance. She recently co-authored a best-selling book entitled "One Crazy Broccoli," as a guide to working through a range of health obstacles to reach a state of health and balance. A former martial artist and marathoner, she has been practicing various forms of yoga for more than 15 years and is a certified teacher who continues to spend time with her teacher to hone her asana and pranayama practices. Since the age of 15, Emily has also been studying astrology and has run and analyzed charts for friends, family and clients with much success in assisting conscious breakthroughs and providing a sense of empowerment with this form of healing art. Born in the US, she has spent a quarter of her life as an expat and is now traveling the world, freelancing, coaching, teaching, loving and going with the flow to find her next "nesting spot." To connect, visit her website at emilyalp.com.

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2 Responses to “Yes, Polly Wants a Cracker. What a Parrot Taught Me about Desire.”

  1. Uma Simon says:

    Loved your article.

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