Ameril

Two days ago I went outside and met a little tiny bird sitting on a tiny branch on a tall "bush" at the ending of the property, if land can have an end. We met and exchanged a few "words." His name is Ameril. I made up some songs and sang them to him and he chirped once or twice. Brianna was with me, the golden retriever who lives beside me. It was so glorious. I told him I wanted to see him every day and that I loved him and sang and told him that although it was cold, I did not want to be the one to leave.

So he then flew away.

The next day I went back outside, to the bush, at a different hour, and called his name. He was not there. Then HE CAME!! It was so glorious. He has a bright white aura around him. And he came on to the same branch and in the same direction so I would KNOW it was him. This time in my head he sang, "Ameril! Ameril!" He transmitted this in a singsong way that was unmistakably clear and telepathic. "Then the explanation came in a similar sing-song way. "…Am I real? Am I REAL? AMiReal? .."

It was so much fun again. I was so surprised at our friendship. These things and these times are the most glorious and ecstatic; they are simple and I am no-thing, but part of all-things.

I asked the Bird, "Who are you really?"

And the answer was "I am your Soul." Then he Flew Away.!!! My soul took flight!! I didn't even try to figure out the meaning, but I just went with the joy.