I’m traveling with my sister-in-law's college friend, through Virginia and into Winston Salem. She called and asked if I would drive her on her journey to find that happy place to live in retirement. The trip has been a delight and we are all enjoying talking about the fun days spent as young adults.
Our first stop was in the Bedford, Virginia area. I met a women of Mohawk Indian descent. She lives up in the “hills” of Virginia, surrounded by woods, animals, and the memories of a husband recently lost. The isolation was overwhelming to me, but at the same time there was a peace on that hill. She has a donkey, named Kia, over a dozen peacocks, an emu, ducks, chickens, feral cats, two wonderful dogs and over 40 cockatiels.
She lives in harmony with her surroundings, reusing everything she can. I found her home a refuge of peace and harmony. Indian traditions abound throughout the house. She and her husband hosted sweat lodges during the summers, and she shared some amazing stories about the healing and joy that came from them.
Her husband gave birth to flutes. Beautiful, harmonic sounding flutes. They were not only wonderful to listen to, but the artist look of each was a joy to behold. A gift to the eye as well as the ear. Her life with him, was filled with strangers that they turned into friends. People from all over the world came to their home on the hill to share time with the positive spirit of this extraordinary woman, and the man called Lone Crow.
Our host shared a lot about her life on the hill and her husband. You could feel his presence all around. Symbols of the Lone Crow were everywhere.
Our host shared a lot about her life on the hill and her husband. You could feel his presence all around. Symbols of the Lone Crow were everywhere.
As Dee and I left the home of this incredible woman, reaching the end of her property, a black crow sitting on a tree to the left in front of us suddenly swept down in front of us--so close as to startle us, only to turn back and return to the tree.
Both Dee and I looked at each other and said "Leonard came to say good-bye to us." Without a doubt we both knew it to be so.
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