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FOUR SEASONS BREEZE | SEPTEMBER 2023 55 Writers' Club e Visitation I was born during a Libra waning, crescent moon. That last, c-shaped sliver you see in the night sky just prior to a new moon phase. They say that this imprints one's character or personality with ancient wisdom and deep connections to past lives. And being Libra, balance. But mostly I feel as though I have moved through this life torn between the various influences of the planets and the universe itself. There is always this discomfort that arises as I am clearly able to see the black and white of a situation but can be immobilized by my innate knowledge of all the shades of grey in- between. This rarely feels like wisdom, but here I am, a survivor of some 72 years, and I am actually still more grateful to the sky above than not. Perhaps this is why, day or night, I can't help but look to the heavens as though it might have some answers for me. And today as I lounged in our backyard staring into the azure blue, two small black birds flying in tandem flew over me and headed directly west into the horizon. As they flew away, I fantasized that perhaps they were the two loved ones I had recently lost. Were Janice and Jessica saying hello (or goodbye) on their way to some grand celestial event? I whispered out loud. "If that is you dear ones' and all is well, fly back to me so I know for sure." But smaller and smaller, they finally disappeared into the blue behind a very distant cloud and I stuffed my fantasy back into the recesses of my heart. And then, there they were! Tandem black dots coming directly back towards me, both of them! This was not a haphazard circumstance or anything I have seen these birds ever do in their usual one-direction evening flights. They came until they were directly over me and circled almost gleefully, playing tag with each other above my smiling face. And only when my doubts were totally melted away and I said out loud "thank you," did they then turn back around and head west into the sky together once again. I do not know if it was them or just a message from the universe at large. But as they disappeared, I knew the veil between us had briefly lifted and all I felt was love. ~ Lori Brown, (818) 395-0571