The Pheasant

 

 

 

I have been working on this painting for months, on and off.  I wanted to send it to a brother for Christmas this year as it will be his first Christmas without his dear wife.  The pheasant does not have much for flight, sand so is grounded as it is, as we all need to be, when you lose someone so dear, you are not grounded for a time, sometimes a long time.  It is not that, in the right time, for the one who has lost someone so dear, we do not sense a few moments of flight, but it tends to be short and unsustainable.  We do find our way to grounded balance, a new balance, eventually.

The pheasant has moments of showing off its colors, and, yet, it is mostly humble and hidden in the grasses if it feels the need to.  When it enter someone’s life, others notice you because of your deep strong spirit.  Pheasant is a gift of humble creativity, and, oh, my brother, this is so you.

Although the pheasant has a wild side, it is gentle on the inside, very heartfelt and very authentic.  My brother never pretends he is other than he is, and his authenticity is beautiful.  He knows when to share his gifts, and it is always for others that he shares, not for himself.  He is a quiet good man, this brother of mine. 

His life has shown him who he is and who he wants to be.  His Present is full of heart and his lover for his wife was deep and full of laughter and humor and deep deep love between them.  I am sure she visits him often as he often visits her since the pheasant has the ability to do both and to help one move between realms for short times.  You know the messages and the meanings, brother, and she wil continue to contact you with secret messages and communication of guidance and support,

I love you and I know that this will remind you to soar when you should and remain grounded when you need to be.

©Carol Desjarlais 28.10.20