Nightly Gathering

Open Thread Post 142 - GBH and a dream

Hey everyone! A week or ten days ago I was catching up in an actual phone call with my prayer warrior friend from Cincinnati. Since we'd more or less loss touch from 2016-2022 as our girls went their separate ways after the high school years, minus minor glimpses via Facebook before I quit it at the beginning of 2020, we had a bit on which to catch up.

Sadly, Morgan's death was the reason we reconnected , but during the years we were close, she had always been there, and was the kind of friend I had who would be there, and she was. One of the things she had mentioned on that phone call was that I should go ahead and ask God to allow Morgan to come into my dreams. I guess I hadn't really thought of doing that myself, but I had begun that small prayer.

You might recall at the end of the Music Musings post yesterday I mentioned wanting to see Morgan in the symbols of the birds, or in my dreams. You may also recall that I saw a GBH just several days ago. (For the newest readers, there are a few posts where the GBH symbolizes the presence of Morgan to me)

Now I know I saw GBHs a few times each year when I took these particular paths over the last few years. Maybe three or four times a year. I am not particularly looking for them any more than I use to (most days!), but they are certainly making themselves known to me now.

Today one caught me off guard and we were fairly close to it, but it immediately flew off in the opposite direction and honked when it left. I'd never heard one make noise, and because of my association to it “being” Morgan, I was actually momentarily sad that it took off in a huff. (Must have been a teenager!) After it honked I said, “Was that actually a goose?” But I knew it wasn't. “I must look up when I get home if GBH honk.” -Yes, yes they do.

So the dog and I turned around and headed back. This is the route where I park by the electrical transformer and the path was nice and shady under overgrown bushes and trees that hang out over the path. As I'm almost within viewing distance of my car, I then notice another GBH pretty close by off to my right. I was so surprised that I made a gasping noise which scared two “regular” birds who flew off, which then made the GBH fly away also. This really was very unlikely to be the one I'd seen fly off earlier, as it had flown in a different direction.

I didn't feel sad, just surprised I'd seen a second one. Now we're getting even closer to the car, and as my dad would say, “By golly”, I saw yet another! This time I captured it. We got a little closer and it too flew off, but only to the other side of the pond, so I captured it there, too. You tell me! She's definitely with me in spirit, right?

Sorry, the blow up makes it not as obvious, but it is just to the middle right center. You can actually see my white car through the leaves at about the 9 o'clock position.

I took a few more pics and watched as it slowly stalked its food and succeeded. Now this one was Mo because she was a foodie!

So from now on, I may not tell each encounter if it keeps happening, but I will put GBH in the title of the post, so you know she was around Or do you like the details?

In addition, she was in my dream this morning as well! Third time since she passed I think, and much closer in weeks to the second dream than the first was to the second. In this dream, she was going to see the counselor that Hubby, son, and I see (all separately). But I went with her and I was laying on a bed in the room ( no, there is no bed in the room in reality) in kind of a fetal position. That part ended and I don't think she was in the rest. So strange!

I am so thankful for these encounters with these GBH. They put me in a good mood and remind me that she is truly happy now. I'm not, of course, but as a mom, you just want your kids to be happy. Her days were up, mine continue, but these visits are wonderful and I have no reason to think they'll stop. This is the general area where I will eventually go kayaking this summer so that will be interesting! Sweet dreams, Mo!

Blessed [with spiritual security] is the man who believes and trusts in and relies on the Lord And whose hope and confident expectation is the Lord. For he will be [nourished] like a tree planted by the waters, That spreads out its roots by the river; And will not fear the heat when it comes; But its leaves will be green and moist. And it will not be anxious and concerned in a year of drought Nor stop bearing fruit.

Jeremiah 17:7‭-‬8 AMP