Early this morning, the distant call of a lone Whip-poor-will kept on singing out in the dark. Over and over she sang, whip-poor-will...whip-poor-will...whip-poor-will, long before the sun came up. Her message was so insistent that I looked up this unusual bird.
This is the only bird known to hibernate. It creeps into crevices and holes in canyons and literally turns itself off. It is a close relative to an owl. The message of the whip-poor-will is to "be alert to something unexpected; time to sing forth your own song. Exploring the use of sound and music may be important to some activity or endeavor right now. There are times to sing forth our own unique song. It will be heard and you will be responded to."
I loved that message. We each have our own song to sing in the uni-verse. How can we keep from singing when we have so much to be thankful for. All the hard lessons, trials, and tribulations were turned into opportunities for soul growth, boosting us to a higher level. It's about attitude leading to altitude. With the help of the Holy Spirit and the angels we can rise above the chaos, and see a world more bright.
The road on our street and the entire neighborhood are being repaved today and tomorrow and so we're housebound until the weekend. Funny all the places you suddenly want to go when you can't get out of your driveway. A time of restoration for the soul. A time to sing...celebrate life because we're here now.
An angel message popped to mind about the whip-poor-will: to "whip our poor will" into submission, rise up and sing our own song before the light of a new day. Expect the best as it is yet to be. And, the good news is that you are never alone. Angels, God's representatives are with you. You can never be separated from the love of God. Wherever you are right at this moment, pause and take a breath, feel the presence of divine love enfolding you with tenderness and grace.
Love and peace,
Rae Karen
Ref: Animal-Wise, Ted Andrews
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