Last week after watching an inspiring old movie on the life of St. Francis, I decided to celebrate the new year in honor of this humble soul who found a kinship with all of God's creations. Every morning I fill our bird feeders, but this year I wanted to do more. To live more humbly, enjoying the mystery and beauty of life around me.
Much to my surprise, a few days later while resting on our bed after lunch something wonderful happened. A little gray white-breasted bird peeked in the window at me. Luckily I was facing the garden, and didn't miss out on his rare visitation. What joy to watch him, full of curiosity, hop along the window awning. I smiled and held my breath not wanting to burst the moment. Soon he flew away, leaving me energized with childlike wonder as I thanked St. Francis for the healing.
Thoughts are things. When we set an intention to share a celebration with life, expect a delivery or confirmation!
But there was more...
The next day I was resting after lunch, and my feathered friend came by again to check on me, hopping along the window. Something was up. Curious I looked on-line to learn more about this angel messenger.
He's a northern mockingbird, a great singer, the best of the bird flock. Mockingbirds have an innocent appearance and curious demeanor that encapsulates wonder and naivety. A prompt to maintain an open heart and mind. They like to sing and have bold personalities. Mockingbirds have the ability to mimic many sounds and other bird songs, but when a one shows up in your life, it's a signal to sing your own sacred song (soul purpose).
I'm so thankful for the wonderful messages the angels bring to us. A reminder to celebrate union with all life, and to keep our hearts open to singing our song in harmony with the uni-verse.
Love and peace,
Rae Karen
(Ref. photo from web)
(Animal-Speak ref.)
