Black Bird Fly.

Last Wednesday I was dropping off the sleep when a baby blackbird appeared in my mind’s eye. She was standing and staring at me, her head slightly to one side. As soon as the image it appeared, it disappeared.

The morning came and I thought nothing more of it. That was, until I went to collect my Friday fish and chips. I turned the radio on in the car – something I rarely do – and Blackbird was playing (Paul McCartney)

Now I doubt it was about fish and chips, so I made a point to contact them when I was home and it was quiet.

An insistent baby blackbird landed on my living room windowsill (where I don’t have ANY birds go) and looked through the glass at me. So off I went to quieten my mind…

“But unless you shine the light into the darkness, you will never see the beauty reflecting back”

As I sit connecting with the blackbirds, there is one sat on the roof opposite my window.

I can smell the smoke of a camp fire in my mind, there are black feathers in headdresses of those who watch the fire’s embers raising to the night sky. Some have been burned, the Silver Birch relinquishes the fire. The black feathers wrap around mother Earth, the black ink written with the quills of the black birds.

“Loosen your grip on the words,” they say, as the shapes form letters only if they are meant to. If they don’t then it is the movement that is the communication.

We feel your love and affection, we hope you can feel it too. We know the light is fading as your pen moves on the page. This is our time; the time between the living and the dead, when we all become one and can hear each other clearly.

Do not be distracted by those who would superficially challenge us, it’s all ok. We bring love, and a form of trust. We too know the magic of which the crows speak.

The white feathers have been a sign for so long, it’s time you all sat up and took notice – it’s why we send our ebony signs with their wonderous blues, purples and golds. We need you to re-evaluate. To shine a light on what you perceive to be darkness, because darkness is only an illusion – a misconception. Darkness is the absence of light?  But when you shine the light what wonders you can behold.

But unless you shine the light into the darkness, you will never see the beauty reflecting back.”

Black Bird Feather
Blackbird – Paul McCartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Blackbird lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Tratore, DistroKid