When I published my monthly blog post in September, I was in a melancholy mood. I had a difficult time letting go of summer because it seemed it had been so brief and our family's cottage holiday was shortened because of COVID.
One morning, looking out the bedroom window, I saw not one but three blue jays, picking at the seeds that had fallen from the bird feeder onto the deck. The blue jays are too big for the bird feeder and have to eat what falls from it. One blue jay was sitting off to the side, watching.
A second one picked up a seed and brought it to a third one! I wish I would have had my phone with me to capture what I had just seen! The picture stayed with me all week and I pondered its meaning.
The following Sunday morning the above work of art greeted us at church. We were told it was created by an Indigenous artist, and that the blue jay plays a significant part in Indigenous spirituality, symbolizing happiness and peace. Blue jays are considered guardians and helpers of people on spiritual journeys.
Since then I have been enjoying this autumn season in all its glory, and I mean GLORY!
Pineridge Hollow, just out in the country, normally has beautiful seasonal displays and did not disappoint. We are all radiating joy! Which one is the youngest? The oldest?
when the geese are staging on the water.


Elfrieda, your mood is catching; I feel your joy. How nice you could enjoy some sister time. When my sisters and I are together, and someone asks who is the oldest, we say, "We don't answer that question!" :-D
ReplyDeleteGood one, Marian!!
DeleteI've been carrying around with me a quote from Parker Palmer. He says, "Old is just another word for nothing left to lose, a time of life to take bigger risks on behalf of the common good." I find joy and value in that thought.
ReplyDeleteThat is such a freeing comment, Kathy! Thanks!
DeleteThank you for this Elfrieda! We are fortunate to have each other and our health! I’d like to enjoy that and not worry too much about the numbers. We could add up all our ages, divide by 5 and use that number when people ask us how old we are!
ReplyDeleteI like that, Marge! It makes me quite a bit younger!
ReplyDeleteA blog filled with joy….how refreshing! We sisters are so blessed to still all be together and age is just a number❤️ Love the Bluejay story❤️
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ruth, so happy you captured the essence of our delightful day with your photos. I go back and look at them and relive the moments!
ReplyDeleteMay the Blue Jay of Happiness continue to brighten your days as we move into fall, Elfrieda. I was unaware of the blue jay connection to indigenous spirituality. My own celebration of fall has been to visit the Goshen College campus (Mennonite/s Writing conference) last weekend and to attend EMU's homecoming this weekend. Fall is a gorgeous season on both campuses.
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ReplyDeleteI’ve been to that campus once and to the Goshen Writers’ Conference once and both were memorable experiences. Carrol and Nancy Yoder are good friends as they spent some time in Congo when we were there and came to visit us here in Manitoba a couple of years ago.
Delightful meanderings Elfrieda!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Susan. So happy to have you join the conversation!
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