Through the eyes of my inner-child, I write to you today…
I am incredibly enchanted with being enchanted
A murder of Crows cawing, cackling & cooing as they heckled around my ceremonial site from last night as we pulled in today. The mysterious Black Cat that we found perched at the front of the bus early one morning this week, that I had just been wondering about, will it’ll ever return?
And there, we crossed each other’s path today, unknowingly at first. At the very sight of each other—we stopped, stared, startled in a stupor as if catching our reflection in a mirror we didn’t know was there.
Then, to top it all off, The Luna Moth wings found on the ground beneath my feet when I had literally, seconds before, just thought to myself “I hope the Luna Moth isn’t dead, but if she is, I would like her wings. I’ll take good care of them.” Then, I saw the Luna wing, peeking out amidst some leaves and then 2 more strewn about beneath them too.
A gift! They the most perfectly imperfectly perfect-for-me gift! A moment of reassurance
from the world of the unseen washes over me. I feel deeply loved. It, reminding me of a similar experience happening with some Monarch Wings along the Trail of Tears a few years ago, “A Gift from my Ancestors” I had thought to myself then when I found them at my feet. That makes me think of this now…believing it to be true again.
The Luna Moth wings are a gift from the Ancestors. Whether that be true or not, I find, it might do me a bit of good to view more things in my life this way — as Gifts, that is. “From who, from where, how, why and what” is not the matter.
I’m absolutely enchanted with being enchanted.
So, of course, I had to look up Luna Moth Medicine. Here is what I found…
Beautiful!
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