The winter robins were hanging around today. I noticed them enjoying the holly berries when I opened the bedroom windows for a mid-winter air-out. Late morning called me out into the mild thaw and I sat on the deck with a hot cup of roasted dandelion root infusion and again witnessed the robins, this time enjoying the cedar berries. The robins are an ally of mine. They come close and offer nods and stares and other gestures that offer answers to my questions. Today was no exception. The robin is a universal symbol of New Beginnings and Fresh Starts, so I sat in the cool sunshine and focused on those things as I formed my query for ol' robin redbreast. No sooner did my question come clear that a robin flew from cedar to cherry, right in front of me. A brief conversation, complete with fitting nods and head-twists finished with flight into the east. And several other robins joined the flight into the direction of morning's promise.
Given plans I have in place for the coming week this experience felt fitting and validating.
I started a new page in my journal today and I have a new mattress to rest my ol' bones on this evening. Garden seeds are almost ready to be ordered and some vital aspects of my life are falling into place. As a couple friends of mine conveyed earlier today, Life is Good.
Count your blessings. Peace.