~woolf birthday walk~

January 25th, 2016

At the spot I got hitched this new friend hopped over three perches to come my way. Whenever I find a Blue Jay feather I take it as an indication I’m on the right path (figuratively), but this visitation prompted investigation: Jays, I gather, are called to you and are symbolic of communication, specifically of one’s truth no matter how isolating–electric blue reflects the color of the throat chakra. Curious, as this one was silent, seemed ruminating. As it was Virginia Woolf’s birthday, perhaps a Virg Bird? Happy day, lady.