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Posted by Rahkyt
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Posted by 1inMany
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Okay, Universe, I know it's coming. I don't know what is coming, but it is definitely coming. I see the signs. The butterflies, the dragonfly, the hummingbird 12" from my nose, the odd sunlight outside, the eerie peace. .
I have been noticing almost exactly this same thing, sans hummingbirds. The dragonflies circle us when we're out in nature, the butterflies dip around us and lead us, the sunlight has such a clarity, the peace is pervasive and fills not only the outer world but the inner as well, at least for me and Sira ... and you too, apparently! It's almost like an enveloping cloak, in my interactions with others still in 'the world', everything seems to have an almost hidden significance, as if things that are being said are only the most surface of meanings, as if each conversation is delving into the deepest aspects of what is true and real. Eye contact or not seems to declare people's intentions, body language is a scream or shout these days, even more direct than words.
What amazing days these are.
I wonder what other signs there are that folks have recognized?[/QUOTE]
Hello Rahkyt & 1inMany,
I'm sensing an eerie quiet on my walks. People seem to be silent when I'm shopping. I don't know if it's preoccupation or an inner knowing for the need of silence. It's been nice. It seems as though people are more courteous, not so much in a rush, sharing the aisle space.
At the local state park it's the same. Even the kids are quietly focused on catching frogs and scooping up the tiny fish. Found myself wanting to say, please let them stay in their home. Promise they'll be here when you come back.
The moths have more detail markings on their wings.
Again, at the state park, there was I'm not sure if you'd call it an insect or a fish. It looked like a small part of a dead leaf that walked along the water's edge. At first I thought it was a bit of matter floating on the sandy edge until I realized, it came up onto the stream's shore. It was about one centimeter in diameter, mostly, circular. I flipped it over and it had six little legs built right into the center of this leaf body. I wondered how he ate, but I didn't investigate any longer because the little legs were going a mile a minute trying to turn back over. I remember thinking that it seemed awkward to travel with such a wide top.
Last week, on the sidewalk where there was a falcon on the grass under a tree. He didn't mind me standing about 10-5 feet from away while he tore at his meal. I was so close I heard the meat being pulled from the body. I marveled at his easy and grace as he stripped the feathers and ripped the meat to what seem like one continuous motion. Oddly, I felt only beauty and connection to the moment. The next day I went back to collect a couple of feathers and placed them in the dirt by the tree trunk.
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