Note: This post is an extracted section from the longer post, “To Military Women and Others: Signs from Spirit When Life Seems to Be Spiraling Down,” but can be read on its own. I realized that this story deserves its own title that represents it with clarity.
For a while now, whenever I feel down, I don’t judge self, but rather, have compassion and embrace self so that I can one day unconditionally accept/love ALL aspects of self (the way Spirit does with all of Life/All That Is), which in turn will help me to fully do so for interconnected others.
However, one day, I noticed a small, light gray moth in our home for the very first time—similar to the image on right found next to link=> northumberlandnaturalist.blogspot.com (thank you).
Prior to that moment, my husband had noticed two, large gray patterned moths resting right out our front door within a few days, and I (out of curiosity, as usual), checked them out and witnessed their unique beauty.
As soon as I noticed the moth inside the top of our patio front door, I was reminded from within to look up the meaning of the moth animal spirit guide (aka animal totem).
I had shared my experiences with wasps in the posts, “Lessons of Compassion and Power with Unwelcomed Flies and Roaches” and “Coexisting with Friendly Paper Wasps.”
Note: Image on left found next to => Witt Pest Management (thank you)
I then realized that they—as a trinity of three living beings—were each carrying a message from Spirit.
As mentioned within this blog, I trust that Spirit communicates and guides us in many ways, to include: through our hearts, senses (5+ intuition/inner-knowing/inner-wisdom), insights, ideas, interconnected other people and otherworldly beings, signs, symbols, Divine synchronicity (as well as number synchronicity like 11:11), Mother Nature/Mother Earth/weather/animal spirit guides (aka animal totems), books and other readings, dreams, visions, flash images, unusual sounds like various tones/music of the spheres, premonitions, deja vous, sparkles of light in peripheral vision (that remind us of Spirit’s presence and support), many other examples that can also be found under ascension symptoms, etc.
Note: Image on right above found next to => Pinterest (thank you)
Though there are detailed meanings of animal spirit guides, I usually keep it simple by memorizing the main reminders; otherwise, it can become overwhelming.
The mother reminded me to continue seeking the Light within the darkness (something that they’re known for). I meant to type moth (right above), but typed mother instead, which to me is fascinating; whenever I do mistype words, it’s one letter off, not two.
I also consider this “mistype” Divinely perfect because ‘The mother’ that I had “accidentally” typed reminded me of the Ancient Mother Goddess (aka Holy Spirit/Source/Prime Creator/All That Is); and the moth and The Mother are ultimately the one and the same (like everything else in Life).
Note: Image on right found next to => Pinterest (thank you)
Note: Image on left found next to => Pocket Gamer (thank you)
About a few weeks ago or so, I heard loud noises from outside our apartment; it was the team of men who were giving our apartment complex a makeover.
At one point, I heard what sounded like lots of water spraying from a pressure hose, and when I peeked out of our patio glass door, I noticed that the water was aimed at our patio gate.
I immediately rushed outside and shouted, “Excuse me! Excuse me!”
The very brief moment I had witnessed the wasps being sprayed with the pressure hose, time had slowed down from my perspective (which happens at times, especially during two major car accidents in the past, as well as noticing one of the number code sets like 1:11-5:55, or 9:11, 1:44, 12:12, etc.).
What amazed me was their warrior spirit as a small group of about four to five wasps. While being sprayed with much force, they were each clinging onto their nest for dear life, as if to silently convey, “We’re not leaving our babies and home!!!”
And when the man holding the pressure hose paused for a moment, I informed him of the existence of a paper wasp nest that’s attached to our patio gate (mentioned in one of the posts/links above).
I further explained that they had built it several months ago, seemed to work so hard as a team to maintain it, and that it was near the end phase of them taking care of their babies (due to autumn).
I then mentioned that I completely understand him doing his job, but gently asked if he could refrain from spraying the pressured water onto their nest area which was only a tiny space in the corner.
He initially looked at me with what appeared to be confusion and disbelief, and understandably so; I wouldn’t be surprised if he was thinking something to the effect, “Man, I cannot believe this crazy-ass cat and wasp woman.”
Side Note: At the time, we also had a black, stray cat living in our patio, whom we recently brought into our home; I named her Shadow a couple of months ago and included stories of her in posts, “A Mercury Retrograde Reading that Led to Reflection & Insights” and “The Incognito Strays Who Mirrored Profound Wisdom” (Coming: Post, “Continuing Updates of a Black Stray Cat Named Shadow” to include pictures/changed to “Stories of a Black Stray Cat Named Shadow“).
The man was unwilling to grant my request and told me that everything in the patio had to be cleared out to prevent them from getting soaked.
He also gave me a heads up that all the fake flowers decorating our patio had to eventually be removed since the painters were going to arrive soon.
I told him that it was completely understandable and mentioned that I was going to start clearing the patio for them. I then offered him some tea or water, the way I did earlier with two other renovating personnel.
He expressed his gratitude, but stated that he already had drinks provided by the apartment management.
As I was preparing to put up all of Shadow’s stuff into the patio closet, I experienced a pleasant surprise.
The man whom I spoke with approached me with a gentle facial expression and comfortable posture. He then informed me not to worry about putting anything away since he was going to skip the spraying of our patio gate and the inside of our patio walls and floor.
I told him that it was okay, and that I understood that he’s merely doing his job, but he insisted that I leave things as is, and that the apartment management would give us a heads up prior to the painters arriving.
I thanked him with much joy, and he smiled and carried on with his spraying next door. I also thanked Spirit within for giving the wasps some more time to take care of their business.
I approached the wasps (while giving them their space) and intended to successfully communicate with them telepathically.
I informed them that the painters were scheduled to arrive soon, and that they needed to take care of their business before then and leave, so that their babies wouldn’t be harmed; I trust that no matter what happens, all is well in our world.
The gecko (as usual) reminded me to detach from all that no longer highly benefits self and interconnected All That Is (the way a gecko detaches its tail during very challenging situations, only to naturally and effortlessly regenerate it).
I’ve been noticing more geckos show up in my life lately, and three times next to Shadow, our pet cat. Once, while she was living in our outside patio, she pounced on a gecko that had made its way in.
I thought she was going to eat it, but instead, she played with it; it was unlike anything I’d ever seen. She gently grabbed the gecko with her mouth and threw it in the air, and when it landed and moved a little, she gently pawed at it.
She did this several times, throwing the poor thing around like a rag doll. What was strange to me was that the gecko had plenty of opportunities to escape, but it didn’t.
If was as if it enjoyed the game; however, at some later point, it eventually detached its tail, and left. I wondered what my outer world was mirroring back to me about my inner world.
Perhaps Life, at times, can seemingly throw us around like a rag doll in a playful manner; and rather than run from our fearful challenges that seem so BIG, we can face them, embrace them, and even befriend them with grace and gratitude for whatever lessons they bring and wisdom they share (as blessings in disguise); and whenever we’re done with that particular game, detach and move on.
I realize it’s easy to talk to talk, but to walk the talk is the true challenge. This past Sunday, our pet dog Kami (whom I shared stories about within this blog) passed away at only seven years old from dog bloat (helpful article: “Bloat/Twisted Stomach – What You Know Can Save Your Dog’s Life“)
The first two days after his death was very challenging for my husband and I since he was family; I had never seen my husband cry so hard, and I, too, cried much as I felt the familiar, yet, different, major heart ache.
Even though we’ve felt more peace as days went by, there are still moments where we still can’t believe he’s gone; we can effortlessly visualize him inside and outside the house.
However, we’ve been reminding ourselves that he’s now a free spirit, and visualize him running through bright green fields with beautiful flowers (or pure white snow), playing with loving friends, eating whatever he loves (and not just mostly dry food), falling in love, mating, having puppies, and whatever else his heart desires to experience in the next life/realm/dimension/parallel earth reality/otherworldly reality/etc., even as a non-dog.