A FEATHERED MESSENGER by Bryan Moss

A bird saved my life! Yes, you read this right. A tiny bird, like the size of a wren, saved my life. On a Thursday, after work, I was running an errand. The only parking spot from the store I was shopping at was a couple of blocks down from it. After parallel parking I was walking on the sidewalk and getting ready to cross a side street…. to continue walking towards my destination. At the edge of the curb of the street was a telephone pole’s shadow crossing the end of the sidewalk along that curb..Just as I was about to cross into the shadow and step off the curb, “Chirp!”, I noticed a tiny dark “blob” move from the side of the sidewalk towards me, coming from within the pole’s shadow. I stopped and noticed it was a wren. “Chirp” exclaimed the wren. She was looking up at me. Then she took a couple of more tiny steps and flew off. “WHOOSH!” A car had just then come from the main street’s side (my left) and took a fast, hard right turn cutting into the street curb I was about to walk off of!. Then it continued speeding on down that side street.
Then the realization hit me. If I hadn’t of stopped and noticed the “shadow” and heard her “Chirp!” I wouldn’t of stopped walking and probably would have been hit by that car!
I was, as they say, God smacked!!
As I reflect on this experience I’m very grateful for my fine feathered Friend/Angel. She taught/reminded this energy worker of a couple of things:

**Being Present…Reflecting on my spiritual journey there was a time when I would’ve blown off that “Chirp!” and kept walking as usual. Who knows? Maybe then I would’ve noticed the noise of that car and stopped and looked before stepping into the street? Maybe not. All I do know, on a first hand basis, is this time I noticed the “Chirp!” and looking below me was a tiny ball of a shadow within the larger shadow. Upon hearing the second “Chirp!” it registered that it was a bird, which eventually showed to be true as she walked into the sunlight. I gradually learned about the virtues of being present after I started meditating for a while. Then I found it gradually worked it’s way into other areas of my life.

**Be Supportive:…All life emanates energy and is interconnected one way or the other. Support one another, some way and some how. You don’t need a lot of money. Smile to someone as they cross paths with you. Pausing and allowing a car into the lane, even though it’s “ahead of you and then it’ll be in front of me”.

** Be Grateful Of EVERYTHING…My tactile senses seem to be more ‘sensitive’ since that day’s “saved by a bird”experience”. I’m on full ‘alert”, but not ‘alert’ in a fear based way. I guess I mean more heightened. A little hard to describe. So forgive me if I sound like a nut case.

All of these “messages” were delivered to me on my journey. Some would say God sent the little bird to save me. Others would say the bird was an angel in disguise watching over me. And yet others would comment how we’re all interconnected–trees, air, water, sky, animals, dirt, sand, flowers, grass, wind, fire, sun, moon, stars….and we’re all designed to be responsible and watch each other’s backs and be there for one another. Without prejudice, without judging, without ignoring one another. Regardless of our daily routine of distractions. Computers, cell phones, mirrors, social media, any kind of media, that tiny voice in our heads, traffic ALL have seeped into our lives slowly but surely. Becoming preoccupied in our “own” worlds we gradually loose any connection to anything alive, thus, we stop being present.
As an energy worker I view all energy as being in different levels/ways/forms (live’s experiences) while providing me the gift (lessons) of making choices. This is discernment on a whole different level.
Do I take the red pill or blue pill?
Do I blow off that piercing “Chirp!” and (without paying attention) keep walking into a speeding car?
I’m very humbled and grateful for these past hours of reflection. And humbly, I bow down to my fine feathered friend and say, “Thank you for the lessons!!”
Later gators,
Bryan

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