The Seven Sisters

I’m convinced that the appearance of the “seven sisters” (a group of seven, wild, female turkeys) during my recent recovery from surgery, was a sign.  There they were upon our porch, pecking at fallen bird seed, cocking their heads and looking in the window.  Over two months later, they are still passing through our yard, sometimes staying for a visit (the extra cracked corn and birdseed hasn’t hurt).

While I’ve been musing on the meaning of these visits, I can’t help get stuck on the timing.  During my recovery I had great desire to make artful objects which were then shared here on anartfarm (feel free to peruse the Art & Healing and Child Centered Activities categories). To me, there seems to be some connection between the energy I felt during the healing process, and through which I worked with my hands, and the arrival of these wild females.  Perhaps it’s reinforcement for anartfarm as place for all things/energies wild and creative.


5 Comments on “The Seven Sisters”

  1. Jane says:

    Pretty terrific. Thoughtful and beautiful.
    M.

  2. Laurie LeBreton says:

    Personally, I think antfarm is just the beginning, and I am waiting for a book, an article, a course, a wildly successful art therapy practice and who knows what else? Funny that I got started on art when David had a raving case of chicken pox and we were home for two weeks. After that all I did was to keep going.

  3. So much percolating here that I wouldn’t be surprised if other forms take shape. Thanks so very much for the enthusiastic support. Keeps me going!

  4. auntie baPs says:

    love it. i’m going with your wild females theory!

  5. Annamarie Behring says:

    Beautifully said.


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