Skip to content
The Shaman In My GardannThe Shaman In My Gardann
The Shaman In My Gardann
  • Home
  • About Ann
  • Opening The Door To Spirit – The Crocus
  • Family
  • My Books
  • Education
  • Home
  • About Ann
  • Opening The Door To Spirit – The Crocus
  • Family
  • My Books
  • Education

Conkers & Angels

Today before I walked into Queens Park I was thinking of my art friend Ian. I was having a conversation in my head with him and I pulled out a conker from my pocket. It was Rosie’s my daughters, we had been collecting them all week on the way to school and back. The squirrels had been knocking them out of the trees as we went past.

As I entered the park and walked towards the museum to see the new “Harry Potter Exhibition” a conker was thrown down at me.  Not again I thought, so I turned round and on the floor was a big brown shiny conker.  I picked it up and put it in my pocket. As I turned back towards the museum a white feather flew past me.

 

Category: Signs From Above

Related Posts

Who Says There is No Such Thing As Coincidence
April 2, 2021
The Day Edith Piaf Came Into My Life – La Vie En Rose
June 13, 2020
A Dog Named Angel
December 26, 2019
Sending Your Best Friend To Comfort You
July 30, 2018
Be Courageous Like A Hummingbird
October 4, 2017
Categories
  • All About Angels
  • Ann's Art
  • Archangels
  • Art Blog
  • Auto Biography
  • Channeled Messages
  • Death & Dying
  • Family
  • Flower Meanings
  • Guardian Angel
  • Journeying
  • Mother Mary
  • Signs From Above
  • Sympathy Poems
  • Visitations
Meta
  • Log in
  • Entries RSS
  • Comments RSS
  • WordPress.org
Blogs
  • Retrival Of A Fragmented Soul – Korean Prisoner Of War
    April 12, 2020
  • September Of Love 1986
    January 7, 2019
  • What Is An Angel?
    April 12, 2020
  • Decoupage Cat
    April 4, 2021
  • Losing My Mother To Liver Cancer – Ann Cunningham
    May 1, 2016
  • Nun
    April 1, 2021

Contact

The Shaman In My Gardann

Copyright © [wpsos_year] Green Stripe Media