Tomorrow is 3 weeks since Grandma so beautifully flowed into her spirit body. I was at one of my favorite hiking trails when I got the call from my Mom. I looked out over the prairie into the bright sun on that very cold day and could immediately feel her energy being. I started my hike and then I could feel her in back of me, like she was holding me up and telling me everything’s going to be OK with your adoption this time Jill. Further down the path, where I was alone and it was quiet, I stopped and my eyes closed with the warm sun on my face. I feel you Grandma. Further along, now I’m in the woods part of this hike and it’s very Narina like … magical, holes at the trunks of the trees perfect for the fairy gardens and the fantastic soft moss everywhere. Now I’m on the outskirts of the woods and heading back into the prairie and I ask “Grandma, are you here?” I look to the left into the woods and this deer is staring right at me and the tears just run down my face. He stayed with me for what felt like 5 minutes. He scampered off and then reappeared again, popping his sweet head up over the snow bank with the most playful eyes. I continued along and wrote in the snow like I always like to do. “Love you Grandma Bernice” surrounded by hearts.
When was your last hike in nature and how did it feel?
