One of the best things for spiritual healing is to get outside. Into the sunshine – into the light.

Winter makes this hard to do. But spring is finally offering it’s first teasing tastes of better days ahead.

This weekend brought us temps in the low 50’s and sunshine.

I went out to my garden and planted some onions.

I felt good to be in the warm rays of the sun again. To breath fresh healing air.

As I worked on my knees putting the onion plants into the soil I heard a noise. It was in the stack of tomato cages I have piled up in the middle of the garden. I thought there were birds in there flapping around. But no birds. Just air swirling around with a bunch of leaves. A mini tornado. It moved around inside the cages, then worked its way to the end of the pile and moved away.

I got up to go to the shed. Another mini tornado popped up in front of me. It swilled around before me. Sort of led the way to the shed then vanished.

Was that some kind of sign from Richard? Or just the spring breeze?

Who knows?

Like most of life since Richard left us, I have no answers.

Just lots of questions.