We are Grouse. Listen to the thrum of our wings as we do our spring courtship dance and feel the golden intensity reverberate through the air and through the earth. It fills the area with golden intensity the way a drop ripples a pond. And it moves every outward in fainter and fainter intensity until there is no moment where it stops. Know then with every thought you have, with every movement you make, with every kindness you do, your activity moves out in the same way as the golden intensity of our dance, continuing forever, touching all around it, fading until it comes to the point where it doesn't stop. We are Grouse. Remember us.