Listen to the birds chirping. See them flying. In the day, they’re out
in the air and sunshine. At night, they perch on a limb. They gather
food when they’re hungry. They eat what they like; as much as feels
right. They spend most of the day flying around. They find mates. They
raise their young. They do their thing.

You don’t see fat birds, do you? Birds don’t eat too
much. They use their bodies and move. They’re not worried about
themselves, or ill at ease and in need of comfort. They don’t need to
eat and eat and eat to feel good. They are totally themselves, and
don’t care one way or the other. They just are. And they are fine.