Listen and Notice

Walking into the neighborhood grocery my attention was drawn upward to the sound of a baby bird chirping for its mother. I felt her desperation and longing, her sound echoed through the metal rafters. Her aura revealed stress; her life force weakening. I sent a heart centered intention of love to encompass her, keep her warm and guide her out the door to her mommy. The following morning I remembered I needed to get something at the same grocery. When the automatic door opened I heard a loud chirp above me. I entered the store and there was the baby bird from the night before, sitting on a small ledge above the sliding doors staring through the window. Her chirp intense and nonstop as the doors automatically opened and closed I could hear the mother bird outside responding. I stood in the way of the doors, keeping them open. The baby bird kept trying to fly through. She was exhausted and her little feathers flying down from where she was resting signaling the struggle. I went inward and asked spirit for help and just then I see the mother come flying in the store with a mouth full of food. The baby ate the food and was talking faster than ever. I could see the mother looking around. I ran and asked a store clerk to keep the automatic doors from closing. She flipped a switch and they remained open. All of a sudden the mother bird takes flight and lands a little higher and I see the baby struggling to get enough strength to join her as she begins to fall downward, her little wings flapping as hard as they could, more feathers flying off of her tiny body. I stood still and from my heart to hers whispered it’s okay. Hoping to catch her but instead she lands on a display right in front of me. We are at eye level with each other. The mother goes silent as does the baby. I reach out my hands slowly towards her in hopes I could escort her outside; almost an inch away from her and she takes flight and lands in my hair. I calmly speak to her energetically. I stood still as she slides down my hair and lands on the front of my pink hoodie sweatshirt, leaning the side of her body on my neck. I slowly, gently walk outside to a crescendo of birds chirping excitably. As I stood outside I see the mother flying past me and around me talking to her child. After about 10 minutes the baby takes flight and lands inside a nest. The aura of joy and the sound of storytelling beautiful and loud.

Life forever presents the opportunity to make a difference if we listen and take notice to that which surrounds us.


Collective Definition

Let us stand in the light of the possibility that each human form is a mirror and within that substance resides the opportunity for self-love or self-loathing. Could it be that all the individual hate, anger and limitation has created a negative collective playing itself out on the world stage? What if humanity was to internalize self-love, self-worth, compassion and gentle kindness? Would it then transmute the need to mirror anything else?

Could we as a collective consciousness shift the polarities from negative to positive just by shifting one’s own definition?

As we look around the world stage could it be that we form a collective magnet?

Could there be a conscious re-scripting of our own  internal dialogue in turn changing the external manifestation?

Worth contemplating for that alone will create healing within the mass consciousness. Separation is an illusion.



Choice; the greatest freedom

May the sun bring you new energy everyday

May the moon softly restore you by night

May the rain wash away your worries

May the invitation of weakness remind you that you’re strong

May negativity remind you that you are capable of choosing light and love, first for yourself, then all others; in doing so raising your energy and your focus to an empowered expression of who you are