Every day there is a staggering array of special little gifts that are brought to my attention through the simplicity of the wildlife that surrounds my humble abode.
I feed the birds, then sit back to watch them. So many come in so many sizes and colors. Even the hummingbird feeder recently put out has attracted a little one. I hadn't seen it, till I turned the corner from inside and there it was flitting in mid air outside the glass door.
It made me think of Dad, who used to sit outside his place and watch the birds, squirrels, dogs, kids coming home from school, and waiting for me to get off of work and sit with him.
He was a man of few words, but words of wisdom and humor a plenty when he did speak. Leaving this earth at 91 with all his kids around only 4 months ago now, seems so long ago.
Since then he has come to me in dreams. The sweetness shared causes me to wake with a heart that feels like it's being ripped apart. Growing up Love pains.
I see beautiful sunrises, sunsets, rain showers, rainbows, beauty is everywhere, but I know it is here to comfort me in this little while here on Earth. I long for my true home, the place whose beauty knows no bounds and has freedom from physical ailments, aches and pains and dying doesn't exist.
Dying doesn't exist here either, just a falling off of this shell.
I continue to enjoy it, the shell, knowing it has a date with home at some point. I don't fantasize about meeting anyone in particular, not even Dad, as much as I miss him. Just the understanding that all this here is helping me to the next chapter in the bigger picture.
Love knows no bounds. Love takes care of everything. Love in her grace and mercy allows me to feel exactly what I need to feel, understand and receive so I can function in this earthly plane.
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