I was at my house yesterday, alone. We’ve both been nursing colds, his worse than mine. Because his is worse, we’ve been staying at his house, because between the cold and his rotator cuff surgery he’s just more comfortable there. But I needed to get home to get some more meds and I wanted to finish up my writing prompt for my next writers group meeting on Sunday. I need to be alone and undisturbed to write these days, it seems.
I got to my house around noon, and ate some lunch. Then called my financial advisor for some advice. Not like I have a lot of money, just that what I have has to last me. Or I’ll have to get a job, horror of horrors! I called my attorney in CT, regarding an old issue she is still having to clean up from my now almost 9 yr old divorce. A property settlement.
I called Dan back, he’d called while I was on the phone with one of them. He had some news about the new fuel pump that is going on the boat, I told him about my calls. All of it was productive. A bunch of angst was allayed. We planned tacos for dinner, or taco salad to be more accurate. Then I turned to my computer and the draft of my prompt (published as Transformation, yesterday).
I re-read it, and I could see that the spiritual aspect of it had been left out. I changed a few things. What had been a yellow bird appearance, became a horde (Is that the right word?) of dragonflies, which many people believe (I almost said know, but not everyone knows it) to be a symbol of transformation. Ahh…there I had it, I went and changed the story to include them and left out the yellow bird singing. I was finally happy with the writing, and finished it off.
Then my son called. He manages a retail store in Denver, and was kind of stressed out by having corporate, national, visitors coming to his store. He’s been out of manager training for less than a month, so wasn’t feeling real secure. He called me to tell me how well the visit went. How the corporate exec who was there said out of the 72 stores he’d visited across the nation, my son’s was the cleanest, the best looking store he’d been to. My son was so up, I was so happy for him!
Around 4 PM I got in the car to head back to Dan’s, stopping at the grocery store for a few things we needed for dinner along the way. As I got on the entrance ramp to the highway, one of those almost complete circle deals, I was pointing due west. I was blinded, (metaphorically), by a brilliant light coming through some of the high wispy white clouds that were floating around in a brilliant cerulean Florida sky on the 70° afternoon.
I realized the spot was not the sun quite quickly, because the sun was even more brilliant than the spot in front of me. I got my sunglasses and could see the slight vertical rainbow next to the spot, and realized it was a sundog!
Now, sundogs require ice crystals to be in the air, up high, at just the right angle. In Florida they are pretty rare, as you’d expect. Not often cold enough here to form ice crystals at any level. But there it was.
For me, sundogs have always been a good sign. Not so much “good luck” as “things are going to be fine.” They are so amazing to see. They take my breath away. A cosmic phenomena extraordinaire. I was told once that they forecast bad weather, but that’s never been true for me. When i’ve seen them generally the next day has been like today, sunny, clear and gorgeous. They showed up when I needed a sign during my divorce. They showed up the day my Supreme Court decision regarding said divorce came through. It occurred to me as I drove down the highway with a huge smile on my face, that my efforts this afternoon, in dealing with issues, with working on my prompt until I got the right spiritual undertone, not to mention my son’s success were actually the universe working in my behalf, (and my son’s and Dan’s!) and me allowing it, listening to my inner self, and going with the flow, were all being rewarded by the sight of this brilliant sundog. A sign. I think they are everywhere, we just have to be willing to see them.
As I got off the highway and turned my head left to see oncoming traffic, I found the other sundog on the other side of the sun, even more brilliant. This one stayed as I stopped at the grocery store, and was only fading slightly as I got to Dans, and excitedly told him about the sundogs. He indulged me, and came outside where we could see them both, on both sides of the sun.
I’ve been a little worried lately with this wild economy, and other issues. Yesterday, I was able to turn down the noise and allow the silence and stillness to take over, and, as it always does, the Universe let me know it heard me, and not to worry. The same message as always: Everything is going to be ok. All is well.
Here’s wishing sundog sightings to all. Love and light too!