Tears were shed, truths shared, confessions uttered, and long-repressed emotional wounds purged. It was a remarkable transformative experience for both of us.
We found ourselves sitting close together, my hand gently resting on his leg or back, while deep memories and perspectives shifted into the light of truth. Healing was at hand.
After the tumult passed, we shared some more. I spoke of the life/death/life cycle. I remarked at how these episodes come in waves and cleanse us in ways we never knew were possible. I explained my past experiences of raising my personal vibration (through yoga & a veg lifestyle) ~ and the inevitable demands of the detox process on physical/emotional/mental/spiritual levels.
It was such a miraculous, healing, cleansing, transformative experience that I marked it on my calendar in red ~ a day worth remembering.
During that afternoon, I kept hearing the sound of an insect nearby. It sounded close, much closer than if it were outside. Locust? Cicada? Cricket? What WAS it???
I listened more intently. It was coming from INSIDE my apartment!
I followed the sound until I had reached it source. It was emanating from my linen closet!!
I opened the door, not knowing what precisely I was looking for ~ but expecting to find something small. I searched the floor, the shelves....nothing. (And my cats weren't even paying attention!)
Then....I saw it. A LARGE, BRIGHT GREEN KATYDID on the side wall of the closet about four feet up. I was BIG, perhaps the length of my index finger. I was ASTONISHED!!!
After a momentary freak-out, I grabbed a clear glass and a piece of paper. I placed the glass over the katydid and gently slid the paper between the wall and the cup. I carried my capture outside and placed the glass on its side on top of the deck table, so the katydid could be gently released.
Confused, it remaining in the glass for a bit (I got a great view of its belly!) and then, righting itself, crawled out onto the table.
So as not to disturb it any further ~ and to return to my friend and our discussion ~ I went back inside.
Later, I emerged out onto the deck to check the katydid's whereabouts. I was somewhat afraid I had harmed it or placed it in a location from which it could not escape. Can they fly? Jump? Was it too far from its natural home?
The little green visitor had crawled up under the eaves of the building. I stayed there the rest of the afternoon, just hanging out under the gutter. That is where I was able to manage this photo.
Finally, when dusk came, it disappeared from this temporary shelter and we heard it singing away in the nearest tree. I was happy it was safe and letting us know it was back in a leafy camouflaged habitat.
Now, to the best of my recollection, I have *never* had a katydid in my home. Therefore, I was certain it must have been a spirit message of great significance.
Imagine my/our amazement, awe and wonder at finding this description (sourced here):