Its kinda like when you are out and you hear a phone ring and you reflexly think….oh, I wonder if that’s for me?
Even when it is obviously a phone ringing behind the counter of the cafe you have never been to before and there is absolutely zero chance that the call is for you.
Excuse me everyone, I have a call here for an Ian Miller…..is there an Ian Miller here in the cafe?
Nope. That is completely irrational. Yet every time a phone rings I have this little flag that flips up in the back of my head. Perhaps this is for me.
Likewise….when I am out and about and I see a piece of paper on the ground with writing on it (not just any rubbish but like a written note or a or book page), another little flag shoots up. I need to read this. It might be for me.
Moreover, if it is a page of handwritten text, three flags go up.
Today whilst walking Juno I came across a page fragment torn out of a book. I spotted it way off amongst the twigs and leaf litter beneath a tree. There was no way I could walk past without going all the way over to check it out.
After all, it might be a message for me.
The fragment (pictured) was about a Jabberjay.
Many of you will already know exactly what this is about, but I had no idea. I figured it was from some science fiction story.
But now I had to know.
So I folded up the paper, stuck it in my pocket and once home I Googled it:
Jabberjays are small, crested black birds created by the Capitol during the Dark Days. They were originally used to spy on rebels, because they possess the capability to remember and precisely mimic human speech. The rebels eventually realized this and gave the birds disinformation. When the Capitol discovered this, the birds were abandoned in the wilderness, expected to die because they were exclusively male. However, they bred with female mockingbirds and created a new hybrid species, called a mockingjay. –Wikipedia
On further digging, it seems the story is probably from one of the Hunger Games trilogy (but you already knew that didn’t you?), a dystopian sci-fi novel set in the post-apocalyptic nation of Panem, located in North America.
I remember that it has also been made into some very popular movies.
So. I haven’t read the book. I haven’t seen the film.
But for stopping, I now am familiar with 1/1849th of the story. And I now know a little more of Jabberjays and mockingjays.
I am sure this knowledge will be of use some day.
This is the way the universe works.
That call might just be for you after all, even when it is not.
That little scrap of paper might have a story to give you, even when it doesn’t.
You might just tell yourself all these flagging-things are not really for you.
Even when they are.