A Feather blessing from the sky🪶

The warm glass called to my spirit, and right on the edge of the woven cushion sat an astonishing visitor: a tiny, mottled grey sparrow feather left behind by an open draft. I raised my wooden staff in a swift, decisive salute—greetings, winged messenger! It fluttered softly, light as a whisper. With careful precision, I used both hands to plant its quill tip firmly into the open weave of the fabric cushion so it stands tall like a sacred totem pole in the bright morning light. The spirits of the high sky have sent their blessings! #Shamanlabubu #Customs