In the last 6-7 years nature is changing and my friends are leaving and changing. The honey bees are gone, the bats are gone, no porcupine parties, and very few magpies. That’s why the miraculous experience I had one morning remains as an honored significant memory of the past. One that I visit often.
The experience involved a curiosity that I was unable to explain. Why was there a mark above the cornice of our front door and why was stuff that looked like mouse poop in abundance where the mark was? I was feeling like Inspector Clouseau. I checked early every morning to see if I could catch a glimpse of the mouse or whatever it was. Days & days & lots of poop went by and no clue.
Then late one morning after asking the Universe for an answer to my question about the fate of the earth, nature and sentient beings, I chose to open the front door to check on things and there miraculously was a bat hanging upside down and looking at me.
I knew immediately this was who insisted on spending each night with us. It had been years since I’d seen any bats flying around as they had done when we first moved. I read they were dying off rapidly. So, to see this bat looking at me late in the morning was a knowing that it was waiting for me & I was late.
I instantly knew it was my answer from the Universe. I silently asked this persistent bat permission to grab a picture to show my grandsons and got a positive. I also knew this was the last time I’d see the bat and to this day thinking of this experience brings tears.
I was filled with a sense of unexpected joy to meet our late-night visitor. I had such respect for this creature who stayed near me for so many months. Mostly I was overcome with love. Love for a fellow participant in this earth walk, a bat, who was probably not coming back but chose to bring me the answer to my question. I knew that this bat symbolically meant rebirth.