The previous two days were easily two of the lowest days I've had in a long time. I woke up this morning determined to have a good day. I was also determined that I'd find an owl somewhere today. (trying too hard perhaps??).
All morning I was on the lookout- looking at bumper stickers, clothing, books, artwork, where ever I could imagine an owl would possibly be hiding. As the day moved into the afternoon, I started to give up, and just enjoy my day. And of course, that's when an owl found me.
I was visiting a friend this afternoon with my children. My son started a craft that involved little plastic pegs that are assembled to create an image.... and what do you think the image was on the box that he'd selected? That's right- IT WAS AN OWL! I was beaming inside. I had him show it to me, so I could hold it in my hands... tangible evidence.
But the best part has to be that this little plastic craft owl was green. Why is that so significant, you ask? Well, when I'd originally sat down and asked for the sign, I wanted it to be a green owl, because green indicates growth and hope. (We just visited a museum with a large collection of armor and medieval weaponry, the kids did a "make your own shield" craft... hence the mostly-useless knowledge of color symbolism in heraldry) But then I thought, well, that seems a little silly to ask to see a green owl, that's not exactly a normal color for a bird. I suppose that God/higher power/the Universe wanted me to know that they were listening... loud and clear! I still cant believe that crazy little owl was GREEN.
I have hope.
I think green is my new favorite color.
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