Classes ended on June 26. They were remote. We started distance teaching on March 13. It was a long term.
This was my 10th year at OIS. As I am retiring (yeah) I have been at the school on and off this month wrapping things up: returning books, organizing papers, packing up my desk, stripping files from my work computer, clearing up loose ends, etc.
On my desk in the Drama room, a small, poorly lit, partially underground room I was relegated to teaching in so often over the years that the former principal referred to it as "Ramona's room", I found a pretty white feather. It was quite a nice surprise as there was no reason that a feather should be there. It wasn't part of a costume, display or student work. Huh . . . Later that same day on the way to the recycling bin I, once again, noticed a feather this time grey and white on the path. Huh. . .
I've been trying to get some exercise in the mornings. I stay close to home and on a recent morning walk I once more noticed a grey and white feather in my path. Huh . . .
But what does it mean?
According to The Centre of Excellence (https://centreofexcellence.com) "A flurry of feathers . . .
. . . or even a single feather is thought to be one of the most familiar ways an angel messenger may attempt to connect with us. If you keep finding feathers appearing out of nowhere, often in random places, chances are it's a gift from the angels."
If I believed I just might think that I have just moved forward on a new path, a spiritual path.
If I believed . . .
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