Sacred Stories
It was not unusual for their dog to look out toward the deck and bark. The dog obviously could see people walking on the path to the beach, or a squirrel in the yard. This day was different.
Walking to the patio door and looking out, she saw nothing that would invite the barking.
What did catch her eye was one lone privet branch sitting up about a foot above the deck, twirling around like a whirlpool. Just spinning round and round.
Looking at the branch, their dog continued to bark.
There was no wind this day — no lake breeze was moving this branch. It was totally still. So still that not even a single leaf was waving in the highest branch of the poplar trees.
Four months today her husband passed.
Suddenly she realized the manifestation! Standing for about ten minutes in silence, she watched in gratitude knowing he was still with her….