“I have the soul of a gypsy, heart of a hippie and the spirit of a fairy…”

Spring has begun in my heart and in the land around me.  I can feel the difference in the climate from cool breezes to warm breezes… the world around me is full of new birth.  The birds greet me each day and the trees are literally transforming before my very eyes.  I am transforming as well, Rising from behind the brick and mortar like a Phoenix; to breath in a new day full of sunshine, warmth, joy, caring and love.

The other morning as I was running out to work a beautiful Red Cardinal greeted me.  I took the few seconds to say hello in return; then headed on my way.   I have been taking a few minutes as suggested by a dear friend of mine to find peace and joy in the quietness of each new day, changing my frequency to embrace love and positivity.   I truly am thankful for the insight that she has into what makes my soul full.  The bird however, not only a symbol of spring, but I believe a sign from the universe.  Seeing that bird reminded me of what my foster parents and those around them used to say to me every time I wore a red dress;  You look so beautiful in that dress just like a red bird.  As a foster child any praise from an adult made you feel like you have value and worth, that someone saw you and not the battle scared wreck that your parents had left in their quake.   I don’t think it was coincidence that it was a red bird.   I feel like my foster mother was saying good morning, love you and I am so happy you are HOME.

Red is a symbol of extremes, love passion, anger, violence, blood, its vibrancy is easy to see, it embodies courage and power.   Even though I wasn’t always in her life on a daily basis we have a bond that transcends this life.  I know that she was telling me to have courage to be who I have always been.  Someone who truly loves the people in her life, who believes in the magic of love, who believes that we were created to live a life full of compassion, and understanding,  and that when we do, magic happens.  Someone who believes that I have to be the voice for those can’t speak.   What would happen if “WE”  looked through the lens of love every day, every minute, every second.  There is only one choice and that is to hold onto, support, care, love and have compassion for the people around us.  So from today on…. the lens I look through will be with love, caring and compassion.

Tennessee has always been my healing place.   This is the place that calls me,  speaks to me spirit to spirit, dirt to dirt.  This southern gypsy  girl has come HOME finally… and this journey has only just begun.