The Deluded Diva

A Miracle a Day

I don’t believe in coincidences.  Never have, never will. 

On January 1, 2018, I began recording the small miracles that show up in my formerly mundane life.  After seven days, I have actually experienced more than seven and probably missed that many more because of mindless distractions. 

Yesterday’s miracle was the best. 

As I talked to an old friend on the phone, I glanced out the window to see a lone red bird sitting on the ugly bare branches of the huge oak tree outside. I hung up the phone and moved closer to the window.  I swear that bird was looking directly at me.  I went to the computer and looked up “red bird in dead of winter.”

Here’s what I learned:  Unlike migratory birds, red cardinals do not go away for winter.They stay behind to sing songs during the cold frosty winter days, painting the scenery with their beautiful feathers. They represent warmth, life and energy. They symbolize the fire of life that burns in our souls during the darkest times. 

He (I know he was male because the guys are the ones painted that vivid red) reminded me that we must stay strong and positive even during the darkest times of our lives.  

Since time began birds have been considered harbingers of the divine.  There are ancient practices of observing the behavoir of birds. Native Americans believed you are about to experience great good fortune within 12 days of spotting a lone cardinal.  Boy I can’t wait!

Back to the point of this epistle, I challenge you to begin recording on your calendar what miracle comes your way today. 


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