Feather

Date: 3/14/2020

A single feather falls from the sky. It’s slender smallish white and tan. I forget to reach out but it compel it to come back my way. Man looking for out fir trees. They are hidden within our spruce trees, a smaller variety. Cement flood gates of warriors open. I join them. Ally has paramedicine/ holistic healthy and psychology course on tomorrow. We drink some and wake up in a daze. I go into her room in Lutwyche and she is seated up agains the wall. I ask her about her tafe course. She says she slept in and missed it so she is quitting tomorrow. As she says this she bows her head. I am saddened. I reach for her and tell her not to be silly. I sent love and compassion her way in a big hug.