Another Blessed Messenger

Today I had another ‘out of the ordinary’ visitation, this time from a moth.  I seem to be getting any number of contacts with all kinds of animals recently, so I must be ready for their messages.

Most often I’ve already had a primary experience with one of my visitors.  I believe everything and everyone is created with the ability to provide insight, a kind of spiritual medicine, for anyone who takes the time to build a relationship with them.  You and I can do this also for others when we stay conscious and connected to the present moment and to all that is.  As to animals and insects, we can have an affinity with certain kinds, while others don’t seem to resonate with or for us.  For me, when one, who has offered me a message or insight previously, comes again in a new eye-catching way, I feel it is their method of reminding me about what I already know or have learned.

During a three day fast, many years ago, I had watched moths hover near a specially-fashioned prayer object in one corner of my designated area.  This object was a physical representation of the Great Spirit here on Earth; I came to realize the moths were being drawn to it for more than the fact it was made of red flannel and tobacco.

Moths traditionally are so drawn to the light, they will sacrifice themselves by getting so close to the brightness and heat they become part of it.  These particular moths danced to and fro, forward and back, for hours.  By the third day, many had begun to rest on the cloth.  I wondered why they had settled so comfortably when the words came, “They had faith it would be alright.” 

This is how moths have come to represent faith for me.  It is their message among the constellation of messages I have learned from the many contacts I’ve had with animals and insects over my years of questing and visioning.

This morning had brought me sudden tears as I was doing my morning offering and prayers.  Life is moving along.  I've cast a lay-line along which to proceed down this mountain into town.  I’m worried and anxious, excited, and all jumbled up, but I have kept to my list of things to do and was working on the deck with my flowers.

Going in and out of the screen door, I finally noticed this small brown moth, just below my eye level on the outside of the door.  Stopping to take a good look, I closed the screen and stood outside wondering why it was clinging so tightly there.

Suddenly it flew toward me and landed on my left chest, that place where my hand goes to represent my heart during the Pledge of Allegiance.  I asked, “Are you reminding me to hold faith in my heart”

It fluttered its wings as if shaking its head ‘yes’, then rose in slow motion and flew away.