Today I saw a white feather floating down over my head in Times Square. Anyone who has visited New York, knows that this area is full of people and usually very loud, crazy and more than a little dirty! (…especially in the summertime) It was such a magical moment and I took a mini-break from my busy day to observe its presence.
When I see a feather, it makes me think that someone above is watching over me and always brings a smile to my face knowing that I’m not alone in any given moment. It’s easy to become so absorbed in our days and lives, that we never look up to see the beauty and magic in the world. Nature is always communicating with us, reminding us that we are connected to each other, as well as, a higher source of guidance. Feathers can remind to you be “light” in your heart and to see the “light” in your everyday surroundings.
Practice the art of being “light as a feather” in your day, see what happens to your own heart. ♥
onegreatwoman 
I was so taken back by your blog when I read it the morning after I had picked up a pure white feather on the green grassy ground at the American Cemetary at Normandy Beach. My husband and I were on a tour and we had just visited the Omaha Beach where so many of our forces were slaughtered and reflecting on the atrocities of war, when I found this source of comfort and peace for me. We ended our tour with a trip to Giverny Gardens where Monet painted. At that site I had discovered a black feather with beautiful colors that encompassed the top side of the feather when held up to the light. very fitting for that place as well. I will add them both to my feather collection now that I am home from our trip. Thank you for listening and writing in a timely fashion for me!
You are so welcome! It sounds like you had a wonderful trip. Thank you for reading and taking the time to write to me. It’s much appreciated!
Angie
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