Parable of a Particular Peacock

Particular Peacock ~d nelson
Particular Peacock ~d nelson

As long as can be remembered
from east stretching west,
Peacock’s rainbow presence
has auspiciously symbolized beauty
as well as joy, grace, & love.


There was hopeful exuberance
when GoldenBoy was born.
His mother’s aspiration to transmit
loving-kindness & compassion to him
was fulfilled for only a year until
her grave illness & untimely death.


In the sad confusion that followed,
GoldenBoy was abducted & taken
to dark, distant relatives
residing way down below.
Kept away from others,
he was placed before a mirror
that beckoned him not to turn
away from his glorious handsomeness.
“Keep looking, as you are the most
beautiful, important boy of all.”


Aggressively schooled inย Objectivism-based lessons;
that selfishness & taking from others
while both dominating & humiliating them
is morally acceptable & the only rational good.
Believing that rules apply only to others
teen GoldenBoy craved all attention & power.


After years of searching high & low,
guided by ancestors up in heavenly abodes
his loving relatives dared enter the netherworld to find
& reclaim GoldenBoy for realizing his mother’s dream
of him being embrace by light & love.
Recognizing his learned self-centered, confrontational, ungrateful demeanor
as an expression of unremitting loneliness & protracted pain
his loved ones placed him in the care of wise Peacock Master.
He was given a mirror that only reflected
back into his own heart.


For the rest of GoldenBoy’s life he apprenticed at a shelter
taking care of others, listening with empathy to their stories
of happiness, despair, poverty, immigration, trauma, abuse & loss;
feeding them, dressing their wounds,
helping some get back upon their feet,
burying broken bodies of the fallen.


Shortly before his own passing,
Elders deemed GoldenBoy deserving
to dance in a rhythmic way
at the onset of shadowy clouds,
outspreading his tail
as esteemed peacocks always have,
bringing beauty & hope to thoseย in need
beholding a living-colored rainbow
alighting a way for all in darkness.

Many things can be taken from us, but no one can ever steal our determination or our freedom.
No one can ever steal our practice. ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

102 Replies to “Parable of a Particular Peacock”

  1. Magnificence in the eyes of a peacock… I love going to see a couple of peacocks we have here in our park. They recently shred their tail that I was unaware they did, but I see they are growing quickly again. Beauty never dies. Love the story too x

    1. thank you for maintaining diligence
      in these interesting times, Linda!
      may we maintain our practice of peace
      despite newly-elected politician’s efforts to
      take healthcare and financial stability
      away from millions of people ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. thank you for your supportive words, Anarette!
      confronted with smoke & mirrors
      let’s do our best to help others
      see what is really going on
      while maintaining some joy
      & simplicity in our lives ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. This peacock has a precious face! Your photos really flaunt the innate colorfullness of this majestic creature! Such a symbol for our timeless tales. Come to think of it, I couldn’t imagine a peacock sneaking up on anyone; and if it did, I would be the funniest thing! They don’t move very fast and they really stand out. Plus, why would it?

    May we survive all the tales that our present circumstances in the world subject us to, and always remember our practice!

    Much Love,

    1. your kindness would certainly
      have a calming effect on this beautiful
      but loud, squawking bird, Ka!
      yes, may we all survive
      what is now coming
      before us ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. As always so beautiful dear David, the words, and the touches of them and the photographs… amazing. and great words, “no one can ever steal our determination or our freedom.”… Thank you, with my love, nia

  4. Beautiful creature. A couple of years ago I wrote a blog about peacocks. It was such a pleasure to watch them. Everyone is born to be kind and loving, and it is a very wise story about looking into our heart to find the good.

  5. hello smilecalm its dennis the vizsla dog hay i hav herd that peacocks mayk a sownd like they ar saying help help help is that troo??? they shoor ar pritty i kan see why sumbuddy wood kidnap wun not me tho i am skayrd of big birds!!! i am glad golden boy wuz reskyewd at the end beeing reskyewd is gud i no this for a fakt!!! ok bye

  6. Downtown by the Fountain of Youth in St.Augustine is a park surrounding the fountain and there are 10 or so Peacocks. They hide everywhere and can be seen in the trees. They are resilient and free to be their own nature. They remind me of what we must be in these troubling times. Maybe these big birds can stop the little twitter from taking himself so seriously.

    1. i’m grateful hearing of those
      peacock’s resilience & freedom, JC!
      may big & little birds, alike
      sqawk loud & proud at all
      cruel & unjust twitters ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. Golden boy’s story is moving David. The photos are breathtaking ๐Ÿ’›
    You have captured the light and colors of the external and the internal beauty of this peacock.

  8. Beautiful images and such a touching reflection, David. Thank you. This, especially, is a helpful reminder to deal compassionately with my own kleshas and those of others: “Recognizing his self-centered, confrontational, ungrateful demeanor
    as an expression of unremitting loneliness & protracted pain..}…”

    1. thank you for recognizing
      it’s a challenging practice, Cate!
      seeing the suffering in victimizers
      while actively pursuing accountability,
      justice and the well-being of all ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. A beautiful Parable of wisdom David. Our reflection in this world is all we have to see to to understand who we are. I can imagine our ancestors wanting to take us all away to show us the true reflection and beauty of our hearts!! Loved this. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป

    1. makes me happy to hear your kind words, Karen!
      In the case of GoldenBoy, & many others
      it may take more than one lifetime
      for transformation & redemption,
      but i do believe that together
      we can help make it happen ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. I’m happy, Susan of your recognition
      of the peacock’s beauty
      and ultimate transformation towards the good!
      May your day be well, and nighttime, too ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. Poor Goldenboy! Ayn Rand is a terrible teacher for anyone to take lessons from. The poor fellow was probably taught to worship at the altar of utter selfishness. I’m glad he eventually found a way to connect with humanity that wasn’t based purely on the exploitation of others for his own ends. Incidentally, the peacock is such a beautiful bird. I’ve occasionally been walking past one when they’ve gone into full feather-shaking display. It’s a very impressive sight.

    1. thank you for your insightful understanding, Bun Karyudo!
      Yes, it took this GoldenBoy
      decades to become a decent citizen.
      thanks for sharing your experience
      being witness to peacock’s beautiful display. wishing you happiness, david ๐Ÿ™‚

  11. You bring out the magnificent beauty of this bird in a way I have not seen before. Looking at the whole bird, from your shared perspectives, I am surprised at how small the head is compared the the rest of the body. There’s something funny about that, funny and sad at the same time. But the story is so full of hope! We need that hope. Thank you!

    1. smiling to your observant reflection
      of those feathery-parts making up such a rainbow of beauty, JoAnna! now that you mention it, the head is a bit small, proportionally. I’m happy you understood the hope expressed for patience, compassion & love.

  12. A timely poetic parable
    touched me deeply
    and the photographs are stunning –
    what colours!
    I’d like to borrow
    that wonderful mirror for myself
    to start each new day
    with some true reflections
    of what really matters –
    unstealable practice ๐Ÿ™‚ Blessings, Harula xxx

  13. nice and interesting, comme d’habitude… ๐Ÿ™‚
    * * *
    @โ€œKeep looking, as you are the most beautiful, important boy of all.โ€ – there’s a French expression: รชtre aussi fier qu’un paon = to be as proud as a peacock… ๐Ÿ™‚

  14. This wonderful story reminds me so much of another Goldenboy who preens and prances.. over the pond.. I hope that Peacock may one day learn humility and empathy and the lesson that although flying right now.. A Peacock may be able to fly.. But it can not fly very high or for long periods.. So it would do well to make its home among other birds who may not be so flamboyant and colourful.. But whose feathers although they maybe dull in comparison.. Can sustain great Heights and fly far across the globe. And their instincts always serve them well in finding their home..

    Wonderful story and Pictures David.. Thank you

    1. your wise words will be forwarded to
      a deserving peacock in need of guidance, Sue! thank you for being one of the kindest birds of a feather, with colors of caring fearlessly on display ๐Ÿ™‚

  15. Ah, but unfortunately Narcissistic Psychopathy is a clinical condition thought immune from talking remedies, David. I have a sense that Goldenboy came to this life to learn a very hard lesson, and shall soon leave it in disgrace. There is always room for empathy, I entirely agree. Only ignore-ance blocks empathy and compassion.

    1. well now, dear Dr. Hariod, if it will take
      the proud peacock more than one lifetime for redemption, well
      who am i to argue with your wise prognosis!
      a double dose of empathy
      while pursuing justice
      is being posted in his chart.
      perhaps one day
      the heart & brain transplant
      will be more perfected
      for cases such as these!
      wishing you a pleasant day
      and happy teatime ๐Ÿ™‚

  16. David your beautiful peacock is such a gift…all aspects of beauty, wholeness, ability to see into the past, present, and future, immortality, dignity, rising out of ashes, self-confidence, watchfulness, immortality….compose a beautiful day! smiles hedy ๐Ÿ˜€

  17. Stunning shots! I enjoyed your story. If only each of us would see how goodwill and kindness trump greed and hate. We’d all be a more peaceful nation.

    Thanks for your wise words. ๐Ÿ˜

  18. Wow, stunning post, David and I’ve read this many times, finding such depth and truth in your words. So relevant in today’s world and for all time and for shining a path through this darkness…I love these birds, their beauty, confidence and individuality although some people easily become annoyed with them. As a child I had a peacock’s feather on my wall (I have no idea where it came from) but my friends detested it and said it was bad luck so I had to remove it…to a drawer.

    1. those feathers are truly beauty,
      i hope yours still can be found, Annika!
      the particular bird in this story is not
      likely redeemable within this lifetime,
      but hopefully the lesson can provide
      a gram of inspiration to remain resilient ๐Ÿ™‚

  19. Oh, David!! Stunned, speechless, struggling to describe to you what I felt as I read your words and looked at your magnificent photos. Your Gift is so Great and I am sitting here with you under the Great Tree beholden to you for this incredibly wise and deep story. How you spun it with finesse and grace leaving me swept away on a Rainbow Cloud. Thank you, dear friend, for walking True. Bless you for what I take with me from this Holy Ground. โค

  20. May kind words triumph, again and again.. That is my takeaway from your story.. and the photos are stunning. We have peacocks at a local park and their colors are so vivid..

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  22. A lovely tale David. I like the movement into the care of the Peacock Master, and the awareness that “his learned self-centered, confrontational, ungrateful demeanor [is] an expression of unremitting loneliness & protracted pain…” It can be hard to see this sometimes in our Goldenboys, that it is pain and difficulty that forge such self-positioning. May we each hold onto our practice, and receive the awareness we so require as gently as possible, that one day our beauty will shine forth unmolested by our ignorance.


  23. Your beautiful post reminds me of my village in North India. There were so many Peacocks, it was like a party!! During rains the Peacock dance was incredible ๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’› Thank you for bringing back happy memories

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