It was in June that I wrote my last newsletter, and now we are into September, the autumn time when classes start again, leaves change colours, crops are gathered and gradually the evening dusk comes earlier each day. I have always felt September was a time of new beginnings, and a time of reflection. This month I share an experience that gave me great hope and encouragement. It is not a coincidence that it also happened at the park near-by, again providing 'a positive elixir of hope'; nor is it a coincidence that over many years the words in Jeremiah 29:11 frequently show up in my reading: I know the plans I have for you ... to give you great hope. Here is my duck story:
Late afternoon, keeping a commitment to walk most days, I returned to the park. The bench where I liked to sit was occupied, so I continued to the next one. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw a duck (illustrated above) walking across the grass. It stopped at my feet, 'plopped' down and stayed. Half an hour later, as the sun had moved to my bench, I thanked the duck for its company and said I was going to move ... first ensuring no passersby would overhear! Re-seated, looking back, I saw the duck walking towards me, again sitting at my feet. After half-an-hour, as if by one mind, we each decided it was time to part; I returned home with a lighter mind and it flew to join its companions that had called to him.
Was my duck's visit a symbol of reassurance from my late sister, Barb? I believe so. Can you relate, having also received messages of hope and encouragement, especially when most needed? I certainly have been the recipient of many. May I suggest we too have a personal part to play, that of being open to receive them.
A message I took deeply to heart today was in my friend, Rev. Carrie Hunter's Soul Prints newsletter, which had an insightful metaphysical correlation with the beautiful movie, The Notebook. As many of you know, since my teens I have had an ongoing love of special movies, and like Carrie, favourites are watched many times. A question that especially spoke directly to me was: "How often do we slip into a fog, forgetting the truth of who we really are"? (Yes, I had slipped into a temporary fog so it was a timely reminder). I share a link to Rev. Carrie's newsletter today, from which you can also sign up to subscribe, should you wish: https://mailchi.mp/dd4efaa94b28/for-today?e=d1e3df4a9a
A Course in Miracles, which I have been studying this year, suggests that each morning we ask ourselves: Where would you have me go? What would you have me do? What would you have me say, and to whom? Now I also ask: What would you have me learn and experience? On my most recent park visit I was joined by a little friendly white dog and his owner, resulting in a deep philosophical and spiritual conversation. May you too be open to the insightful messages you receive from their many sources.
I thank you for your warm and caring responses to my April and June newsletters, and wish you a beautiful Thanksgiving with family and friends.
Until very soon, blessèd be to you ... Namasté!
Rev. Dorothy Blandford, Ph.D
Apt. 202 - 1655 Martin Drive
Surrey, BC, V4A 6E1, Canada