It swooped in and landed gracefully in the snow, the very image of resilience: the great American Bald Eagle. I love this bird, with its wing-spread of eight feet and its immeasurable spirit. Usually I stop what I am doing to be present when one comes to visit, the way I pause to listen to "Bridge Over Troubled Water " when it comes on the radio. There's just something pure and sacred about it.
After years of being on the endangered species list, the bald eagle is rebounding and is now a more frequent sight in coastal Maine.
With all that we struggle with as a nation - the economy, family, health, relationships, the environment - I believe this bird is still appropriate as our national symbol.
May its beauty, simplicity and ability to bounce back continue to be a sign of hope to us all.