Intuition

Intuition feels like a conversation with the Universe
like messages in the sky
like a feast of hummingbirds celebrating in flight
and the heat rising from the heart’s desire to be free.

my friend calling on the other line
how are things she says?
Things are great,
lots of gratitude
dancing in grace
as I let myself be embrace by it all,
as long as it is harmony, peace and lots of joy.

She is a painter
and shares her art and joy,
how she studies and plays
while letting go of a nicotine addiction,
who overtook and lead her life.

Now she is free
connecting the new dots
and living a life
connected to her heart
I tell her I agree we’ve been survivors
for too long,
now its time,
its time to thrive!
i look up at the sky
as if something gently lifts my chin,
and there is a dance in the sky,
a red-tailed hawk
being followed side by side
by two crows,
the hawk smoothly flying
expanded
in agreement of an open door to thrive,
that is it,
they slowly disappear into the sky
until their dance only remains
in our words,

my friend agrees,
she tells me then about the
story of her knowledge of crows and eagles.

a story of its own later to be told.