The Voice Of The Turtle......My day So Far

I had an appointment today at the hospital.  I experienced som leg pain last Thursday and went to the Emergency room of our nearest hospital, in this case SouthHampton, the Dr that saw me suggested an ultra sound.  So, today I set out to have that done.  About two kilometres down the road I saw sometning on the road, I assumed it was roadkill, there is so much on this road.  It wasn't, it was a turtle.  By the time I realized that I was close to the turtle their was a vehicle coming in the direction and I couldn't get off the road in time.  I hoped that I could pass over the turtle and not hit it.  That didn't happen.  I heard/felt the car wheels run over the turtle.  I still feel a little sick when I remember the sound/feeling.  That feeling stayed with me the rest of the drive.  I thought it might an ominous sign of what was coming.  Apparently not though, the blood flow in both legs is good in both legs, arthritis is bad, but blood flow good.  I am still having a difficult time with killing the turtle, at least I hope I killed it quickly, instantly I hope.  The closer I come to my end of life the worse I feel about about hurting any living thing.

The term "The Voice Of The Turtle" comes from the Christian Bible and the actual quote reads "The voice of the turtledove".  It is in Songs Of Solomon  2:12 for anyone interested.  I was once told by a native sayer that I had two animal symbols in my life, the turtle and the bear.  Most people only have only one I think.  I have always liked, or maybe admired is a better word, turtles.  They are so self sufficient, they carry their home and their self defense on their body in the form of their shell.  They have been Earth for so long, much longer than our own species.  They remind of something in University; It is not the strongest of the species that survive, it is not the beautiful of the species that survive, it is not the smartest of the species that survive, "it is the most adaptable of the species that survive".  I am sorry Turtle.  I regret not being able to miss you.  I am sorry that I hurt you, that I am responsible for killing you.

Afternoon Thoughts

Monday, June 27th, 2011...........3:11p.m.