We all love to ‘RANT’ when things go wrong. This is a thread for life affirmation – for the good things in life, e. g. joyous occasions and accomplishments to brag about. I would love to have comments posted to this beginning thread.
A friend of mine would often call me up when she had a “five star” day — a day in which many good things happen!
Cleaning up today I found an old journal of mine. It was nice to thaw out that old memory. I hope others will post their own “five star” days! Sometimes just reading or hearing about someone else’s good vibrations will reset our own.
“It was a Seven Eagle Day!”
Eleanor came to help on this lovely spring-like day and we were both blessed by the sight of Ravens in flock-like flight, some twenty-five or more flying south east, heading towards the Puget Sound. They wheeled and dove and talked as they flew overhead — of mysteries spoken and not understood unless it be of the heart. Eagles flew by next, seven in number. A most magical number. They soared on by and unlike the Ravens did not take note of the humans below.
This was my day today, bird feeders replenished and all manner of songs bursting forth. The Varied Thrush by the creek so noticeable in its song, and finches and chickadees supplying the smaller voices. Red-winged blackbirds being the chorus girls, the main attraction and always singing while I have my lunch.
March continues to approach on hesitant, frosty feet, but the days are noticeably longer the warming sun fuel to the soul. Everyone is more spring like. It was a day made all the more lovely by Eleanor and the visit of Janet and Sylvia who brought seeds to sow and pictures of New Zealand to share. Their rocks for the medicine wheel garden are now in place. (1992?)
Janet is by far my most enduring customer. I shared some of my latest writings with her. All sparked in no small measure by the recent conjunction/cupping of the crescent Moon, Venus in her bowl. This occurred on Feb. 24 and was definitely one of the most remarkable celestial couplings this man has ever seen. I hope your own letters written were filled as brightly as that brilliant night. As Mary Ann would say “It was a Seven Eagle day!”
And when you have the time visit my old site – bird stories. Will redo in time.
(C) Herb Senft 2014