A few years back my friend told me about how, in the Celtic culture, the Holy Spirit is symbolized by the wild goose. Since that time, I’ve found comfort in seeing a flock of them grazing in a field or near a pond and in the sound of them flying overhead in the grey winter skies.
Today was no different. On a day that was filled with the things that needed to be done and called me here and there, it was a precious day. My Mama’s birthday. Since my brother let the cat out of the bag about her age about 35 years ago, I don’t think she’d mind my sharing that this is her 70th birthday. And our third one without her here.
I held her especially close today as we sat in a class about animal predators and prey and parasitism and other interesting things to know about animals, and as we went from one appointment to another this afternoon. But it was when I saw the geese today that my spirits lifted just a touch, and I knew that we were also being held close today.
May you find just what you need to bring you comfort right when you need it most.
Love to all.