Heroes Not Zombies

I moved house two weeks ago. I lived in the old place for seven years and got pretty familiar with some of the birds which shared the garden, the redstart, the robin, the owls and the hoopoes especially,

When we viewed the new house for the first time I heard, then saw, a redstart in the garden. I took that as a good sign.

The first day in my new home I walked into the living room and there was a robin flying around. I’ve never seen a robin inside a house before so it was a big surprise. Mind you the robin seemed pretty startled too. I talked to him softly, moved slowly, and opened the window to let him fly back outside.

A couple of days later I was back at the old place doing some final clearing and when I walked into the shed there was a robin flying around inside. I’d never seen that in the seven years I’d been there. I stood aside and let him fly back out through the open door.

Two experiences of a robin in an inside place. The first one made a big impression on me but the second one seemed to reinforce something. Made me take extra notice.

A couple of days later, back in the new home, I went into the wood store to get some logs for the fire. Guess what? Yep, there was a robin flying around inside the wood store. I stood aside and let him fly out through the open door.

How does the universe work?

How does the world get our attention?

Well, the unusual, the rare, the peculiar is one way. We definitely notice things that are “out of the ordinary”. They wake us up. Jolt us out of autopilot and say “pay attention” or simply “Look!”

Coincidence and synchronicity is another way. The patterns, echoes, resonances and separate experiences which appear strongly connected is another way.

So I looked up the symbolism of robins.

New beginnings. Hope.

That’ll do.

Thank you, universe. I’m grateful.