Signs of Nature

The morning was bitterly cold, but I headed out anyway. I felt it was something I had to do for myself.  A wise friend told me to go for a walk  in my favourite place.  As I got out of my car, I didn’t hear the usual squawking  of  the ducks and geese.  Smart I thought, taking refuge from the cold.  Usually, the Chickadees are right there waiting for their seed.  It was silent. Not a bird in sight, interesting, I thought and proceeded to the path, opening my heart to the messages that my angels would befall upon me today.  All I could think about was the fact I couldn’t feel the tips of my fingers.  I had balled them up in my gloves to get the circulation back.
When my fingers had finally gotten the blood back to them and warmed up, I thought about the words my friend had said to me; “walk slowly, listen, hear, see, feel.” He told me to ask to be clearly shown what they desired to show me…  so, I slowed down my pace, and paid attention to my thoughts

as I walked along, and heard these words ringing through my head. I asked to be shown a sign of what message I needed to hear. That is when I heard a voice say to me, “lift your head; look“.  I lifted my head, and stopped in my tracks, for there appeared just ahead of me, a hawk.  He flew across the path, then back again, and across once more. But what was interesting was that he flew low to the path, as if beckoning forward.  I hurried to see where he was going, and he flew up over my head and back south into the field… wow.  I got out my camera but because the sun was so bright I couldn’t see what I was taking a picture of. So I just snapped the shutter and hoped something would appear.
Continuing along the path, my hear beat faster as I wondered what message the hawk brought to me today.  When the wind picked up, I pulled my scarf up to my eyes, head down again to shield me from the cold.  As I came into a treed area, there at my feet were the print of the deer.  Beautiful.  Crisp in the fresh fallen snow.  I couldn’t see where they went.  It always pleases my heart to know the delicate, and soft presence of the deer is near.  And I thought about their travels alone this area, hiding when they sensed the presence of humans that are near.  I felt that they were somewhere close. Not wanting to disturb them, I carried along my way.
Curious as to why  there was no sign of the Chickadees, I came upon the clearing in the forest, and as I stopped at the sight of the sparrows, a cardinal flew right across my path.  I looked for her mate, as the sighting of the cardinal seems to be in pairs.  I looked in the trees, but she was there alone.  At least I had no sign of her mate today.
The cold brisk temperatures become much more than I can bare, so I quickly make my way back to the car.  Now, where’s the hot chocolate…

Memory of a Wonderful Friend!

Blue winter at Dawn
On this particularly grey morning. I sit down at the table so as to have a good view of the lovely garden. A place where we have sat many times before. The place where we would talk endlessly for hours. About everything, and yet about nothing in particular. Our conversations were intense, and at the best of times, silly. My hands wrap around my mug of coffee, my tear filled eyes adjust to the dimness of the blue grey dawn. As I sit at this cyber kitchen table, the only light illuminating the room is a candle on the windowsill. Your light. On this particular day, there is no smell of cookies baking in the oven. No bustling of the dogs as they rustle about your feet, one lying under the table. Wonder what she is thinking?


A slight touch of your hand cresses mine as you sit down beside me to enjoy the view of the garden. A touch that says ‘you are loved’. The greatest friendship I have know grew at this table, with a view of a spectacular English garden, where the faeries and sprites danced about. The garden on this gloomy morning is covered with snow, a few patterns of some small animals, perhaps a squirrel, maybe a wee bird.

I feel a chill cross the room, an auspicious presence fills the air and pull my sweater up tight around my neck. I see a shadow as it moves discreetly across the twilight of the wintry garden. I look closer but, upon close inspection nothing is there. It has moved into the shadows. I smile. In the silence of the colourless room, a tear drop falls into my cup. Memories fill my heart of all the times we sat here. Your caring, warmth and affection forever imbedded within my soul. The love you brought into my life, into my heart, fills my very being, forever. You comforted me in some of my darkest moments, and we sat here as we grieved your beloved pets.

We talked about the memory of my mother, the life of my daughter; whom you adored. In turn you shared some deep precious moments with me. You had a unique gift. One driven by your love and compassion for all living things. Your wisdom has touched so many, I was one of many to be blessed to have your presence touch mine. When you grieved your beloved pets, we sat here in this very spot; I was blessed to comfort you. We laughed, we cried. You were the mother I never had. 

Many times, you were the voice of reason. You were my logical mind that saw me straight. Your words always touched my heart and calmed my presence. You helped me to see things through another perspective. There were many with whom you brought your wisdom and love to. Those who’s hearts and lives you touched, lives with whom you have changed for the better. Soul’s whom are grateful for the exchange. Always a lady of love and grace. A true goddess of your time. You will forever be in the hearts of all those whom you’ve touched. Soul’s you have loved.

I hope you know how you have impacted my life, my heart, my soul. It will be hard to let you go, but the memory of you; the essence of all that you were will live in my heart forever. You have deeply touched my heart, and you will live there forever. My greatest wish in my life is that we would have met. Someday, I’m sure we will.

The Visit

It was 4:44 am, when a familiar light filled my room. It brought great peace to me. The light shimmered soft hues of pinks and blues. Sparkling like the sun as she dances upon the water in the morning. The Angel light surrounded me in protection and love. It filled my chest allowing my heart to fill with light. As she spoke, You must share the word of love to all who will listen, and healing will take place within all who will hear. For their hearts will fill with great Joy, Love & understanding” . I was not afraid, for I knew that which she spoke.

“We release from you all that keeps you from your work in this dimension.” ”All that does not serve your greatest shall be released from you and light and love of creator shall fill its place.” She extended and reached into my heart. Filling each cell with the love and peace of the Angel. I could feel this warmth of love as it permeated through out my entire body, healing, loving embracing my very soul. I felt connected with that which I truly am. “Greatness has been restored to you in your purest form. Light extends from your heart and into all who will come to you. Heal through the body, the mind but most of all the spirit. I will send them to you”. “Do not be afraid, nothing will bind you and keep you from the true work of the Creator. Life is love. Grace is Joy and you are the gift given to those who surround you at this time. All shall be of your truest essence”Her words fell upon my soul like the softness of the snow as it fell upon the ground. I rose from my bed and approached the window. There it was … her white blanket as it covered the earth. Protecting her … there it was. I felt it in my bones. Lightness. Purity… Joy! And thus, the day begins…..