It’s said that when you find a white feather it’s the angels saying hello. It’s their way of saying they are with you, that you’re cared for and loved. At varying times, I’ve found feathers - black ones, blue ones, brown ones, spotted ones. But not white. I’ve always taken the feathers as a message from the angels anyway, but I will be honest and say that I always felt a bit left out because my feathers weren’t white ones.
That changed yesterday. I had picked up a to-go order of Thai food and was headed to my car. As I walked down the sidewalk, there it was: my little white wispy feather. Wouldn’t you think that after all this time I would have picked it up to bring home with me? I have many other feathers on my desk. In a split second I made the decision to leave it where it was, to just bask in the meaning and message of the feather. I would leave it for someone else to find so they could also feel loved by the angels.
It was and is enough that I finally got my white feather message.
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