Looking for signs, and the beauty of rainbows….

They say there is no such thing as coincidence. I am a firm believer in everything happening for a reason. Last week I was certainly pointed in a positive direction. Two articles I read highlighted the importance of noticing the signs around us – signs that tell us all is well and someone is looking out for us. If we look around us they are there. We may see a haphazard feather, hear a cheerful robin or see a penny laying on the ground. Ok. I hear what you may be saying. These little messengers could have got there by simple means. A stray bird’s feather may have drifted in on the breeze, but I prefer to think my guardian angel is nearby…a robin could be sizing up the branch above my head as a possible new home..but I like to think he could also be a messenger from a loved one, sent for reassurance.

I wonder if it actually matters what we believe. These little signs make a difference, wherever they originate, at least to me. They bring cheer, lift the spirits and put a spring in my step.

I have seen some beautiful rainbows lately; maybe the March winds and rains have encouraged them to stretch their beautiful arcs across the changing skies.

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A MONTH of SUNDAYS

When the monsters crept in from the shadows

I just couldn’t push them away,

Filling my head with their chatter

They stayed until night turned to day.

I felt I should dismiss them

With one impatient stoke,

But their presence lingered with me

Like a dark and heavy cloak.

Through weary eyes I viewed the clouds

As they shed their watery tears

Blotting out the cheerful sun,

As it dimmed and disappeared.

But imagine a month of Sundays

Each one dull and grey,

Suddenly brightened by sunlight

That illuminated the day.

And the sound of children’s laughter

Arriving like a gift,

Causing my heavy heart to stir

Making my spirits lift.

And imagine the sight of a rainbow

Shimmering in the rain,

Like a painting stretched across the sky

Colouring the world again.

(C) Lyn Halvorsen

These days, when I see a stray penny on the ground I always stop and pick it up. I look at the date and think about its significance. Then I take it home a drop it into a little jar. It is amazing how soon I accumulate a good amount for charity. In many parts of the world, every single penny makes a difference.

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Maybe today you will see some friendly signs put there just for you!

Robin

‘There’s a reason why he’s always there, He’s singing just for me.’

‘Where sweet honeysuckle winds around my door, With golden scented flowers, I hear the robin sing nearby, As I while away the hours.’

Blessings to you.