365 Grateful: 07.24.2014

365 - 07-24-2014
Checking out the progress of our new house construction, I had to scramble over piles of dirt. There, at my feet, was a feather. “Hawk,” I thought at first, but now I’m thinking more like owl. Either way, I take this find as a sign that the neighbors — the ones out there in the trees, anyway — are watching, and waiting for our arrival. Grateful for interesting discoveries at my feet. Had I not been climbing piles of dirt, my eyes would never have strayed to my path and to the feather shed there. I would have been the poorer.

365 Grateful: 07.22.2014

365 - 07-22-2014
Close your eyes. Imagine sitting by a small pond, fed by a continuous cascade of water slipping down the rocks. You breathe in deeply — wildflowers share their fragrance, the herbs their savory goodness. You listen to the zzzzzipping of hummingbirds flitting from flower to flower and stopping to rest a moment on a branch.

Heaven, right? Grateful that my sister has created that kind of heaven in her backyard. I could sit there for hours.

365 Grateful: 07.20.2014

365 - 07-20-2014

High up in our tree sits a crow busily enjoying his apple, the harassment of smaller birds a mere annoyance. On the ground, a sleek, black companion keeps two rabbits company. From the neighbor’s chestnut tree comes a raucous caw. I think back to my drive up the hill — a full contingent (a murder of crows, that is) scattered at my approach.

It’s a crow portent, if I’ve ever seen one, so I will watch for new endeavors and strive to be my authentic, what-you-see-is-what-you-get self. Grateful for the message.

365 Grateful: 07.18.2014

365 - 07-18-2014
Grateful for the opportunity to lend an ear, to offer support, to help others dig around to find the answers, changes, and paths that best suit. And then to discover a fortune that seems perfectly aligned. Now, that’s a quantum flirt!