I was about to give up when I reached the bottom of the hill and stood below our deck by the entrance of my walkout basement. That was when heard what sounded like footsteps and crunching noises coming from above me on the deck. I thought it was my dad walking outside, so I asked "Hey who's up there?" , thinking for sure I'd hear him reply. There was only silence and the noises stopped as well. It was then I saw half a nut fall from the deck right in front of me landing in the grass. I was a bit puzzled, thinking it must have been a squirell or the tree that hung above our house yet there was no wind.
I went over and picked up the nut, and I was surprised at what I saw. The inside looked as if a small white angel was carved into it. As I got up to turn around, my hair accidentally brushed the wind chimes we had hanging under our deck, playing a soft melody. This was even better than a feather. I smiled and said thank you, and keep it in my medicine bag to this day. The events that played out were all too perfect to be anything but nature listening!
Nature and the spirits that inhabit it are intelligent sentient beings. They listen to us and have wonderful generosity when we open our hearts to them!
Happy Blessings!
