So many times, (not just since Ken died) but on many occasions prior, and also occasions totally unrelated to Ken, things have happened that just all seemed to have me thinking "Wow!" at the time.
This morning started out after quite a teary night. At midnight I was sitting up in bed bawling my eyes out. Crying for the loss and the loneliness of not having Ken beside me to talk to or to be held by or just for his comfort and his company. I felt like I had cried a mass of tears before I finally fell asleep. Consequently this morning I was feeling pretty crappy and puffy faced when I woke up, so decided I should take a walk up to Constitution Hill (more commonly known as "Mt Connie").
As I ventured up the road from our house a Gang Gang cockatoo landed in one of the gum trees. It's call is like a creaky door, very distinctive and for me, Gang Gangs have a very special meaning. I've had some wonderful 'ah-ha' moments in the presence of Gang Gang cockatoos and I know that Ken also knew they were special to me. I quickly snapped a photograph with my phone and then saw not just one, but three Gang Gangs flying about and in different gum trees. How incredibly special. I was feeling quite 'blessed' at this point, knowing that just hadn't happened by accident. Those three birds were there especially for me.
I reached the start of the track leading up to Mt Connie and two magpies were there on the ground no more than a few metres away from me. I stopped and said Good Morning to them, and commented out loud to say "Thank You" for being there, knowing in my heart that this too was a sign. Magpies and Kookaburras have an extra special meaning for me (and Ken) and the number of magpie and kookaburra feathers that have just appeared over the last six weeks has been truly amazing. In fact I have quite a collection of feathers at the moment.
The climb up to the top of the hill was challenging but enjoyable. It's only about 500 metres to the top from the start of the track (if that) but the steepness makes it an enjoyable challenge and the view from the top is always fantastic! 360 degree views over an ever changing landscape as the brown hills now show a tinge of green from recent January rains.
As has become my new habit, I left the Trig to begin my descent back down with the intention of stopping at my Special Tree. Normally I'll stop, say Hello to my Special Tree and sit on my Special Rock to have a quiet moment or a conversation with Ken or God. This morning as I walked towards the tree, for the very first time since I have been doing this, a Kookaburra was there perched on a branch! Almost like it was waiting for me. Almost as if Ken simply knew that I was incredibly sad and was there to say "it's OK Val, I'm still here with you". It almost took my breath away as I stood mesmerised by the bird, desperate to take a photo and thanking it for it's presence. The tears flowed. I sat down on my Special Rock and cried and cried. What an amazing moment.
How did that just happen? The Gang Gangs, the Magpies and then the Kookaburra perched on Ken's Special Tree ! Coincidence? I think not! I believe there are some wonderful Angels taking care of me right now.
I came home, feeling as though I'd been lifted. The heaviness in my heart somehow felt just a little lighter. An hour or so later the doorbell rang !
Father Thomas, our local Anglican Priest was at the door, "just to see how I was doing!" Apart from bumping into him in the bakery once, I've not seen him since Ken's Funeral. How is it that he just 'happened' to call by today? Today of all days? Coincidence?
No sooner had the doorbell been rung by Father Thomas, than it rang again (this never happens! Honestly!). It was a new friend Robyn, who wanted to chat with me about plans for us to begin walking the Rail Trail together with the intention of completing the 132 kilometres as our next challenge. Robyn has walked the Camino de Santiago in Spain plus another walk in Portugal and we'd discussed walking together before - but why did she just happen to come by today? Was it coincidence that God or the Universe (or Ken!) knew I needed 'something' to aim for and so today was the right day to start talking and planning? Who knows!
Oh I could go on about all the other little serendipitous events that seem to happen, but perhaps that is for another time?
All I can think of now is how very lucky, how very blessed I am and how very close Ken is to me.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Till next time