Red Cardinal in Snow: What I thought of when I wrote “a blink of blood red against the grey trees, shadowed snow” in my short story “Your Snowflakes, This Jar,” part of Night Swimming through Glass (a collection of stories).
I wonder what he's thinking as he sneaks a peek at me. I am not arrayed in splendor as he's been blessed to be. Perhaps he's looking for a meal, for the babies I can't see, or just amazed in wonder, why I look like me. But he is blessed by the hand of God for all the world to see. RRivers RN
Energy flows in the direction of our thoughts and feelings. Setting an intention is paramount. There is an emotional component required as well as the unwavering knowledge that the manifestation is already complete. By feeling it, touching it, seeing it, ‘acting as if’, we make it so. Almine Barton
Keep sending them babe! We smile and feel comfort every time you send us cardinals. Your best bud loves that your sending him the blue jays he asked you for. I told him, "Daddy will always watch over you and your sister." He will watch over ALL of us. We miss you so much!