The Pain of Freedom (Reposted)

Hello My Dear Blogging Tribe

I have a special treat for you all in this post. Borrowed with permission from the lady that I wish was my big Sister by blood not just by spirit. Yet I celebrate that we are sisters in spirit every day. This beautiful woman many of you know, if you do not be ready to be delighted, Some of the highest caliber of writing  here on WP- it’s authored by her, and this lady’s name is Maxi Malone from her blog called Maxi’s Comments :

I wanted to pass this very empowering feel good story on to my tribe here. It just seem to be what I needed to hear. I am suspecting this is true for many of you too. if todays comments were any indication, I  know about Freedom’s story because I live in Oregon, the neighboring state to Washington and it wa All over the television nd print news. I however did not  know the rest of the story which Maxi also shares.

My hope is that it makes you feel as good, as it does me.

Thank you to my Sister Maxi! Deeply grateful~

I chose the above link because the stories seem so compatible,

From Maxi’s Blog~

The Pain of Freedom

Freedom lay in a heap of pain and agony. The eagle could not stand; both wings were broken. She was starved and saturated in lice. Should Freedom be put to sleep or was there a chance to save her?

“When a creature on an examining table turns toward my camera, I see the universal reactions of pain and confusion in its eyes,” says photographer Annie Musselman.

Jeff Guidry volunteered at the Sarvey Wildlife Center in Washington. This fractured bird touched his heart; it was decided to give her a chance.

The blues guitarist carried the baby eagle to the vet. Freedom was brought back to the Center and placed in a huge dog carrier with shredded newspaper to give her comfort. Only nothing revived the eagle as much as Jeff. He was at her side with every moment he could spare.

The bird handler whispered words of encouragement to Freedom; repeatedly coaxed her not to give up, to fight for life. He could feel her spirit when she gazed at him; feel her courage as she was fed through a tube inserted into her body.

The struggle continued for nearly six weeks, still Freedom did not respond, could not stand. It was time for a critical decision. Jeff was torn, “You know you don’t want to cross that line between torture and rehab, and it looked like death was winning.”

Time had run out, Freedom would be “put down” on Friday. There was no way Jeff wanted to go to the Center on Thursday. “…I couldn’t bear the thought of her being euthanized,” he sighed, “but I went anyway.”

Jeff’s love for Freedom outweighed any personal pain he would suffer. His heart pounded as Jeff neared the Center. When he stepped inside everyone had a grin, the ear-to-ear spread, as if something miraculous had happened. Could it be?

He raced to Freedom’s cage and—there she stood in all her glory—Freedom had chosen life.

This day in 1998 would never be forgotten by Jeff or Freedom.

“We knew she could never fly,” Jeff offered, “so, the director asked me to glove train her.” When Freedom’s training was finished the Center began education programs for schools in Western Washington. Jeff was stunned at the results. “We wound up in the newspapers, radio, TV. Miracle Pets even did a show about us.”

Life was wonderful until…

Jeff was diagnosed with stage 3 non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma in the spring of 2000. Freedom’s partner began to fight; he lost his hair from chemo treatments, missed many days of work. No matter, he couldn’t give up the bird he loved so much; on good days Jeff would visit Freedom, take her for walks.

The brave little eagle encouraged her handler to give his all. Freedom appeared to Jeff over and over in his dreams. She became a major factor in his fight against cancer. The day after Thanksgiving in 2000 Jeff was scheduled for his last check-up.

The following Monday he returned for the test results. “…I was told that all the cancer was gone.” Another miracle.

“So, the first thing I did was get up to Sarvey and take the big girl out for a walk. It was misty and cold. I went to her flight and jessed her up, and we went out front to the top of the hill. I hadn’t said a word to Freedom, but somehow she knew.

“She looked at me and wrapped both her wings around me,” Jeff recounted, “to where I could feel them pressing on my back. And she touched my nose with her beak, and stared into my eyes, and we just stood there like that for I don’t know how long.

“That was a magic moment,” Jeff related. “We have been soul mates ever since she came in. This is a very special bird.

“…I have had people who were sick come up to us when we are out, and Freedom has some kind of hold on them. I once had a guy who was terminal come up to us, and I let him hold her. His knees just about buckled, and he swore he could feel her power course through his body. I have so many stories like that.

I never forget the honor I have of being so close to such a magnificent spirit as Freedom.”

May Your Glass Always Be Half Full _________________________

My LBC buddies have their own stories to tell about “Pain.” You can sneak a peep at: Anu, Delirious, gaelikaa, Grannymar, Maxi, Maria SF, ocdwriter, Padmum, Paul, Ramana, The Old Fossil and Will.

16 thoughts on “The Pain of Freedom (Reposted)

    • You my friend are so welcome. I don’t know if you know Maxi’s blog or not. She always has incredibe stories and has such an uplifting heart. She is a real blessing to me, and to our WP family.
      I’m only too happy and grateful to be able to share her work.
      Thank you PJ for coming by and taking the time to leave acomment. ~ BB

    • Isn’t great Maxi how that is a two way street, cupcake? You lift me with each post and message from you. Knowing & trusting in your prayers my world is comforted by you my friend. Times when most needed there is incredibily an email from you, or a post taht is more thn telling. You are special to me Maxi. never mistake that.
      Much love & many, many blessings ~ BB

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