Yesterday morning, as I sat down to write in my journal, I heard a loud BOOM on the window. I jumped up, wondering WHAT was that??? When I saw this bird, exactly as pictured, laying in the bed of heather outside the window, I was in a sort of shock. I felt compelled to remember this bird. I named her Heather, and Every helped me to bury her. I 
pray that her soul goes in peace, and to make amends with this bird and anyone or anything ever connected to it, and clear up whatever is in me that triggered this experience. I couldn't help but wonder about Heather's life, and where she'd been, who she's seen, etc. I felt very at peace and had the urge to do a painting in rememberance of Heather. So, here is the painting, and may she fly free.
Posted by fruitofthewomb
at 4:02 PM NZT
Updated: Thursday, 8 May 2008 4:16 PM NZT
