Then a great peace came over me & I seemed to hear the pines and the wind and the rocky shores say to me, 'You, lover of the wild, are part of us.' – Sigurd Olson
Barred Owl Feather
Walking in the woods today, I found an owl feather caught in the bare branches of a sapling. It shimmered in the breeze, the pale color iridescent in the sun. I know the owls who live in these woods: Barred, Great Horned, and Screech Owls are part of the winter night-song and I feel protected knowing our valley is watched over by the bearers of Wisdom.
Today is November 11, 2011: Eleven, eleven, eleven. In numerology, eleven is the number of Divine Revelation and I am touched that the Universe has chosen to send me an owl feather on this particular day. I need the wisdom of Nature, wisdom that reaches beyond what our rational minds can see. I need vision that pierces the darkness of fear and worry and sees a world of possibilities and hope. Most of all, I just need to know that there are powers greater than I, powers that are good and strong and care for me, my family, and the Earth that is our home. That is the Revelation given me today.