Five For Lunch

                                                                                                                                                 

    Buzzards, Turkey Vultures, Chicken Hawks, and carrion crows.  These summer present birds in our skies are called by many names.  I usually call them “Turkey Vultures” and their flying amuses me each time I see them.  One can almost imagine what the wind looks like by just watching how their wings wend their ways through the sky.  They seem to be following each nuance in the air currents.

     One day I came across a single Turkey Vulture.  He had located a dead raccoon just a few feet from the road, landed, and was about to investigate.  Road kill is a common thing in the rural areas of this country.  These birds are one way the ecosystem deals with the abundance of no longer living animals.  Research has shown each one of these big black birds will eat over one hundred pounds of carrion each year.  I just noticed the Turkey Vulture and assumed he would go about his natural task.

     It must have been about one half hour later when I had to return by the same path.  To my surprise there were now five Turkey Vultures around the expired Raccoon.  It was as if they were sitting around a table, equally spaced along the circumference.  Closer inspection revealed a sixth bird, only it was not the same kind.  The single sixth bird was a Red Tail Hawk and it was sitting on the raccoon.  The Hawk’s body language gave no doubt that he was in control of the masked feast.  Five poor Turkey Vultures could only sit patiently, at a safe distance, perhaps thinking, “Just wait, my turn will come.”

     I felt lucky to have witnessed this event.  Not only did I see the dominance of the hawk, but I was interested in the strategies of the vultures.  All of the birds were roughly the same size.  What did the hawk have that allowed it to claim the prize?  The thought occurred to me that the superior number of   vultures should have had something to do with who was in control.  Then I realized each individual was acting on its own capabilities.  A single bird knew that the hawk could inflict serious damage to body and wing.  It would not have known the group could work together to win.  I suppose the hawk knew it had the sharpest beak or the most vicious talons.

     The source of food, for energy was a strong driving force for all of the participants.  Each individual needed to survive and finding food was a key to that endeavor.  The choicest first meat or the dwindling remains were all important.  Every consumed bit added to the sum of energy gained that day.  That would be one explanation for the apparent patience of the vultures.  Their past experiences probably had shown them that a turn at the table would come.  The wait was well worth the risk, especially if just the right distance was maintained.  I even imagined that the hawk with a full stomach would be much less of a threat than when hungry.

     At this point I wondered what parallel might happen in my life.  What kind of food did I search for diligently?  One apparent need that I compete for is attention.  I require someone telling me, regularly, that I did well, or that I’m a satisfactory person.  I noticed a need to accomplish something.  As folks age it becomes more important for them to realize they accomplished something during their life.  When going after what is required to survive, I don’t work with other individuals.  Each effort is thought of as an individual one.  

     Some folks require more attention than others.  I can stay on the edge of the fray and let the attention predators feast on whatever is available.  Knowing what my capabilities are, and having experienced enough attention in the past, allows me to get by with less and wait patiently for left overs.  I try very hard to avoid being ripped into by those whose needs are greater than mine.  The need is still there for someone to notice what I’ve done. 

     One thing that appears important, when I think about these needs, is for folks to feel validated.  We all seem to require at least a feeling that something we did was valuable.  A step beyond this is to realize we also need to validate others.  The animals don’t realize they should team up or share.  People have the capability to see needs in others and, from our own abundance, supply those needs.