I didn't even know I was lost

It has been well over a year since my last journal entry on my website.
I either  had nothing to say or everything to say and didn't put the feelings to text.
I was surprised by what happened today, an insignificant moment that turned to symbolize a perfect moment in time.  
I went for a hike today, I had not hiked in sometime, only beginning again the day before.
My lungs burned as I climbed up that mountain, when I reached the top, I was winded taking a moment to catch my breath. I looked out at the ravine below, it was green from the recent rains, pretty I thought. I closed my eyes and tried to tune out the outside noises , this was something I use to do well. It was so easy  to tune everything out and hear the distant sounds of different species of birds. Today though I was annoyed with the highway noise but I still kept my eyes closed and tried. I did hear a few birds calling, they were quite loud as if to say, " hey stupid, I am right here " lol. I gave up and opened my eyes. I wish I had taken a picture of what I saw, when did the green become a variety of greens? emerald green, lime green, pine green, more greens than I had names for. It was pretty spectacular.
I walked around the edge and made my way back to the familiar sight of home


​I happened to look down and there was a bracelet exactly like mine, I guessed my son had lost his as I had given him the same one a few years ago. It was a bracelet I bought in Zimbabwe from one of the local park rangers. 

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I looked quickly at my wrist and my bracelet was gone. When did I lose that? I didn't even know it was gone, strange given it has not left my wrist in almost three years. I picked it up and thought wow that is lucky, if I was to actually look for something so small on purpose, I never would have found it.
​I quickly put it back on my wrist and finished the walk to the house.

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Only a few hours later I was weeding around my pond. I seen an old broken solar light, that is a shame I thought and proceeded to pull at those stubborn weeds, as I pulled, I won the battle with the clump of weeds in my hand, the force  moved the dirt and decorative rocks that held to its roots and there under the rocks and covered in dirt was another solar light, perfectly intact laying on it's side. I picked it up, it had not seen the sun in a long time.
I placed it perfectly upright.

I am a big believer in symbolisms , a believer that when it is needed a sign will come, a believer that when you lack faith, something greater than all of us restores it.
What is lost, can be found again
What once was hidden in darkness can be uncovered to shine brighter than ever before.
Oh and did I mention the colours? there are so many of them

​Monique