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n shallow water. Their partially webbed feet looked capable of plucking a sweet gosling off the pond. The only color I could see on their dark bodies were the white rings around their glowing red eyes. And their 30-inch silver beaks reminded me of cavalry sabers.</p><p id="0b62">On the hottest nights, they gave me chills.</p><p id="d2ae">Late one summer evening, everything shifted in my relationship with Ibises. I was hiking in a nearby wetland when I spotted one feeding about 20 feet from me. The low angle of the setting sun revealed a kaleidoscope of colors layered in the Ibis’s feathers. Before that moment, I had no idea Ibises had unfolded from a distant time into little rainbows.</p><p id="ec40">I later learned Ibises symbolize the human soul and the purity of gliding between the worlds.</p><p id="c48d">When we seek the light shining in others, our own burns a little brighter.</p><p id="fafa">Thanks for walking with me, Kris</p><

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p id="edf3">Thank you <a href="undefined">Mary Chang Story Writer</a> for the writing prompt.</p><div id="ecba" class="link-block"> <a href="https://medium.com/@kris_56058/membership"> <div> <div> <h2>Join Medium with my referral link - Kris Cochran</h2> <div><h3>Read stories from Kris Cochran and connect with thousands of other Medium writers. Join a community of good ideas. Your…</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*n_XgTn6Ciq2wR5f7)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="735f"><i>Originally published at <a href="https://www.kristeencochran.com/blog/everyone-is-beautiful-in-the-right-light">https://www.kristeencochran.com</a> on July 21, 2022.</i></p></article></body>

White-Faced Ibis, Idaho. By author, Kris Cochran

Solo Hiking at 70

Everyone is Beautiful in the Right Light

Six Word Photo Story Challenge: “Shine!”

Our souls came here to shine.

For a long time, I hesitated to photograph the White-Faced Ibises here in Idaho. I was afraid of them as a child after an adult told me one would carry me off if I played by the river past dark.

I could see the ancient theropods in them, the dinosaurs who shaped-shifted over the aeons into birds. I wasn’t confident the Ibises had fully evolved, so I kept my distance.

When they swooped into a marsh to feed, they came in large numbers, stretching out long, featherless legs to touch down in shallow water. Their partially webbed feet looked capable of plucking a sweet gosling off the pond. The only color I could see on their dark bodies were the white rings around their glowing red eyes. And their 30-inch silver beaks reminded me of cavalry sabers.

On the hottest nights, they gave me chills.

Late one summer evening, everything shifted in my relationship with Ibises. I was hiking in a nearby wetland when I spotted one feeding about 20 feet from me. The low angle of the setting sun revealed a kaleidoscope of colors layered in the Ibis’s feathers. Before that moment, I had no idea Ibises had unfolded from a distant time into little rainbows.

I later learned Ibises symbolize the human soul and the purity of gliding between the worlds.

When we seek the light shining in others, our own burns a little brighter.

Thanks for walking with me, Kris

Thank you Mary Chang Story Writer for the writing prompt.

Originally published at https://www.kristeencochran.com on July 21, 2022.

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