There's a woman who comes to ceramics and she is very nice, but she evidently didn't know that our little guy had died recently. She was telling story after story about her little dog and how cute, smart, wonderful he was, and he is a wonderful little guy, but I just was over come with my grief. I had to get out of there..
So I got up, put something in the trash can and walked out the door into the park. I just sort of wandered up by the side of the building, and I heard, inside my body sort of, "keep walking" and a light breeze came up, so I walked around the building to the playground and while I was gazing out at the grass and trees beyond the playground, I got a feeling, or by intuition, that I was supposed to stop there, not go around the building. So I stood there looking up at the sky. And then I heard the ravens calling. One raven was sitting on the fence by the Coral tree that I took pictures of when it was blooming on that earlier day in April. So I looked at the raven, and it was looking down and calling.
I looked where it was looking, and there was something in the tree.. in a hole in the trunk sticking up that looked like a human hand on an arm! I was a little frightened, but went over to look closely and found three, red, long stemmed roses inside a cellophane package, a little drooped but still intact. I suppose one of the gardeners put it there, having found it on the lawn or something. That tree had long since leafed out and was nice and shady. I thought, "Those could represent Jasper, DH and I". The roses had been there awhile but someone had put water in the hole for them. I like to think of it as a comfort and an ease to our minds, so I took DH out later and showed him, too. He's used to my intuitions. Indulges me I think. A little "Walk with Beauty All Around You", I think.
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