It hurts my heart when people go about their day and not enjoy it.  I know there has to be something in the day to be grateful for.  We live in such a busy world and we are constantly moving. Busy, Busy.  When we do stop and ask for help from our higher power, we don’t listen.  It is so important to notice the little things around us, we are all trying so hard to be better, work smarter, live more fully, we ask the universe for answers of why we are not happy, wealthy, ect…we throw up our hands up in such sorrow but the God/dess does answer us, sometimes through symbols, though a song, through a random thought, so we should not make assumptions about the way Spirit can send us messages.

The man whispered, “God, speak to me.”

and a meadowlark sang.

But, the man did not hear.

The man looked around, hearing nothing

so the man yelled, “God, speak to me!

And the thunder rolled across the sky.

But, the man did not listen.

The man looked around and said, “God let me see you”

And a star shined brightly.

But the man did not notice.

And the man shouted, “God show me a miracle!”

and a life was born.

But the man did not know.

So, the man cried out in despair, “Touch me, God and let me know you are here!”

Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man,

 but the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.