What's your relationship to the Earth?

I don't know, entirely... and that's part of my relationship.  I don't know Her entirely, or myself entirely.

I will say this, though. I don't see that many robins around here, one or two, or a few. But on this morning, when I had thought I would prefer to stay in bed, I decided not. I found a  broken robin's egg in my yard. The pre-hatchling had carefully made its way around in a circle, pecking, pecking to be free of the confines she had outgrown. She knew she was ready, but ready for what??? She didn't know, and I don't know... never mind, the adult took the remnants from the nest and discarded them as unneeded, unwanted garbage in my yard. Whatever! I find it, and it speaks of a miracle. whatever...

As birds will, in order to free themselves, she pecked around in a circle to break the top off of the egg shell, not unlike a human who has a soft-boiled one sitting before her at an English breakfast. Having a ceramic egg-cup, which was formed and fired in the kiln with skill and dexterity, she sits to morning tea and toast with a soft-boiled egg in a cup. She breaks the top off and eats the unfertilized ovum, most likely that of a chicken. The pattern is the same, a clean, straight line. The difference is: the breakfast-eating human breaks into the egg, but the robin breaks out.

I carefully cleaned the egg shell and placed it on my altar. Coincidentally (??? yeah, right!!!) it fit precisely, in a very humorous way, on the head of an incarnation of the Buddha (I forget his name, but what matter?) who, though enlightend, goes into the market place with gifts for children and a radiant smile on his face...

b.t.w., I didn't have, and I won't have breakfast this morning...

The robin's egg is blue, the sky is blue, Krisna is blue, I am blue... but not literally blue.

so what is my relationship with the Earth???

love,
sarva