Signs of Spring

Bit of a low day yesterday until Francesco sprang forth.

Took myself for a walk and had an insight about grief. My grief is occurring when I relive his death and loss but it’s not there when I relive his life.

At that point I smiled and said, “OK baby spring forth into my life again please.”

I kid you not a huge cricket came flying at me, I had to duck! He hit me on the left shoulder and I burst into laughter.

Talk about a big physical sign.

In that moment our reconnect was made. I thanked Fran for his humour, immediate evidence and his physical touch this way.

It’s got me thinking and seeing that in my deepest sorrow a deep yielding for reconnection is born and from there I only have to ask.

The choice of words was interesting: ”Spring forth into my life again.”

It seems to me that eternal life and eternal love works that way. It springs forth.

As if that wasn’t enough I later walked my dogs and came upon the most beautiful pheasant.

At first I thought he was a goose or maybe a duck. But as he took flight on seeing me I realised he was the majestic pheasant, a spirit animal symbolising good luck.

I hope this helps you today.

Keep asking, your loved ones are an invitation away and sometimes they’ll use the consciousness of unusual or everyday animals to get your attention.