The red cardinal outside my kitchen window sat with me this morning.
We had a cup of green tea.
We admired the light of the sun peeking through the clouds.
Before she bid me farewell, she drew near to me.
She whispered, “Hold space for mystery”.
And then she disappeared into the clouds as if the moment never existed at all.
writer. mystic. healer. creative. advocate. 
Oh my! I was thinking of you yesterday. I enjoyed the post.
On Tue, Mar 9, 2021, 7:04 AM writer. mystic. healer. activist wrote:
> Jia Johnson posted: ” The red cardinal outside my kitchen window sat with > me this morning. We had a cup of green tea. We admired the light of the sun > peeking through the clouds. Before she bid me farewell, she drew near to > me. She whispered, “Hold space for myst” >
Oh, Patricia! It’s been a while! I am so glad that enjoyed my morning reflection. I hope you are well. Sending you light, love, and warmth!