About a month or 2 ago, my family and I noticed a nest being constructed by a mother bird atop the ledge of our front door. Every time we went to enter or exit our house, we would disturb the bird, and she’d fly away. The loud, crisp flapping of her wings would startle me the first couple times, but eventually I began to anticipate her and she stopped flying away. My mom wanted to knock the nest down, but I thought it was special that out of all the houses on my street, she chose ours to call her home. We left the nest unbothered.
After her eggs hatched into baby birds, one of which I believe I caught a glimpse, I started seeing her less and less. The nest is still there, but the birds have flown elsewhere. I kind of miss seeing them perched above our doorway. Reminded me that although we are a suburban family, we are still living in nature (as if I weren’t still recovering from Pamela the Possum). Although they are not here anymore, they can return whenever they want, and they will be received the warmest of welcomes.
What is home? Is it the place we were born or the place we were raised? Or is it where we are? Maybe home is where we are going, or better yet where we want to be! As the birds know, home is any place that our wings spread, and even beyond the beds on which we rest. Regardless of our current residences, the nest will always be there, whether in the physical realm or in the sentimental dimension of memories. The New Moon in Cancer gives us the support we need to finally release our grip on the past. We feel secure enough to live in the present and foster the development of our emotional wellbeing, creative imagination, friends and family.
Life in the sky is full of ups, downs, wanes and waxes, but all is well when we fly with the wind, embracing each gust as it comes. No matter where the wind may carry us, we will always wind up exactly where we need to be. Welcome home!