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When the brain converts ethereal energy into words and writing, we manifest into the material world what we are dreaming in our mind. ~Don Miguel Ruiz

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Location: Kamas, Utah, United States

Friday, November 09, 2007

Angel Feather

As I was walking into work today I paused for a moment to wave at a friend. Upon looking down I noticed a feather floating on the top of a rain puddle. A prize to behold! Of course I picked the feather up and it now has a place directly in front of me on my computer stand. It is an ordinary feather, approximately 6 inches in length, white at the base with grey running up the length and darkening the tip. I really don’t know what type of bird it came from, perhaps a seagull. It doesn’t matter. The feather is a treasure for me, a gift. You see, I believe that finding a feather or seeing one float down in front of you is a sign that your angels are near. A simple way of making you stop and take notice of the present moment. I am sure that the feather floating in the puddle was just for me. It was unusual for me to actually stop and wave. I am a mobile person. I wave and walk. But that morning I felt like I had to stop. I noticed my breath in the cool air. The rain had just stopped and it was the perfect moment when the air feels as crisp as a freshly picked apple. You can almost feel and hear the crunch.

So now the feather is a decoration for my desk. My eyes scan over it multiple times throughout the day. Sometimes I pick it up and run my fingers down towards the tip. Such a wonderful reminder of the beauty of nature. I am grateful. A simple pleasure that allows me to take a moment to pause in my day and appreciate what really matters, the simplicity of a moment in awareness. Hmm, thank you my angels.