The rabbits are out! From the train you can see them in the field enjoying the evening sunlight.
The other day I was walking in the fields when suddenly I looked up to see four of them, including two young ones, running TOWARDS me! I had a very brief inkling of what it was like to be St Francis... before a fox popped its head out from the bracken ahead, far side of the rabbits.
A wise woman has been in touch with me recently, telling me to look out for St Francis in my life. I'm trying to be alert and conscious. I know another wise woman who, though I haven't seen this myself, suffers the stigmata.
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