Day one of the Lighthouse adventure

You know when you see ‘signs’ of positivity pointing to the direction of ‘you are going the right way’?  I am there.  I am here.  Here I am.

It is a blue sky day upon arrival and spectacular shiny sparkles on the water, almost too bright to look at.  Gentle ripples and slight wind.  My ride over was exciting.  Fresh sea air blowing at me, the sights of far off land, trees, mountains in the distance, bright blue sky with skiffs of white cloud overhead … making promises of a beautiful day.  Day 1… my arrival.

I believe in synchronicities.  I believe in totems and spirit animals.  I believe that being born near the sea makes me a sea-loving creature.  Perhaps I was a mermaid in a past life <smile>.  

Coming up, soaring beside the safety boat, is the identifiable and beautiful long slim shape of a Great Blue Heron.  Fairly common in these parts, these magnificent birds always take my breath away.  This soaring bird follows along our path, then crosses over in the front of the boat so close I can look into her eye.  

I catch my breath, I hold steady and ‘stay’ in a mindful moment.  Stay. 

According to Google, some traditions believe the heron is a symbol of self-determination and self-reliance.  Good luck and prosperity, harmony and peace.  Grace.  Longevity, patience, purity.  Determined and clever.  Curious.  Tranquility, serenity, elegance.  A very good omen asking me to be unconventionally productive.  Focussed.  A restless loner.  

It is true a heron is a large bird with very long legs and long neck that lives near the water.  I used to think we had similar legs, <ha ha>.  I love the slow quiet way they move.  The stillness that is their trademark as they wait, and wait, and wait.  Mostly seen alone, not travelling in a ‘siege’.  Many with outrageous and fashionable hair styles. A little bit edgy, they prim and pluck and then wait some more.

For the past number of years my friend (who I am staying with, let’s call her T) and I have taken picture of herons as a symbol of ‘good morning, my friend’.  We see them, we take a pic on the phone and we respond when the other friend sends the message by text.  We, T and I, are very close personal friends that started as professional colleagues with deeply similar philosophies within our work with people.  We are here, T and I, on this island together for the next 10 days.  

The heron sighting today was a good omen as I arrived at my temporary lighthouse home.