I'm not sure what to make of this story in the way of categorizing it. So I'll just share it here.

I was outside early this evening bringing in the laundry and I was thinking about the Green Man and what his role might be in nature and the experiences I've had with spirit. So I said in my mind, if you are out here, show me. Then I waited a second or two. And I said, "Now". And...well...nothing happened.

I went inside and ceased thinking about it. About an hour later I walked by the kitchen window and glanced outside. In the far off tree I saw the face I so often see and enjoy.





I thought I should grab my camera to take another photo of it. I tried to capture it through the window, but decided it would be clearer to go outside (however, the angle changes when I go outside and down the steps), but the face was still there in one of its forms.

I looked through the camera as I walked, focusing on where I could get the best shot when something flew across the top of my head. I let out a yelp! I looked behind me to see a magpie had landed on the fence after skimming me. I knew it was a friendly gesture to let me know he was there, but I let out a big breath and said, "Oh, you scared me."

I went back to trying to take a photo of the tree face when I was swooped again from another angle, my hair being moved and my scalp nearly touched. I yelped again. But this time it was...SPIKE! My beloved outdoor bird that visited me for several years almost daily, and then disappeared nearly a year ago. I had thought he was long gone and I had eventually mourned him.





I was so excited. At the same time I had the tree face how I wanted it. But Spike kept swooping me, as if to say "I'm here, I'm here!" I know he thinks I am blind and slow because he has always treated me this way, fluttering about in front of me over and over, skimming my head, etc.

I got one photo taken, then decided to go back inside and get a scrap of bread for Spike. He landed on the door frame as I opened the door and he took the bread from my hand. He obviously has a razor-sharp memory. I am so impressed. And so happy he is back.

And what has this to do with Green Man? I'm not positive, but I have always felt that Spike was somehow an emissary of the spirit world. He was the one who opened me up to the wonders of interacting with wild birds and observing them. He met me, not the other way around. But that is another story...

So maybe Spike's return was a message from Green Man. Who knows?