This morning, the little birdy was twittering away again, its song carrying a cryptic message that seemed to be directed at me. The melody was soft, yet the words it whispered in my ear were clear and insistent. It spoke of someone connected with 83 Spring Street, Newton, New Jersey, who was willing to take a significant risk on my behalf. This person, it seems, is prepared to put their job on the line to ensure that a door, whether currently open or not, is accessible to me.
The birdy, however, remained enigmatic, offering no further clarity on the matter. The message was like a puzzle, with pieces scattered and hidden, waiting to be found and put together. It left me with a sense of anticipation and curiosity, wondering who this person could be and what opportunities or challenges lay ahead.
As I pondered the birdy’s song, I couldn’t help but feel a connection to the mysterious benefactor connected to Spring Street. Who are they? What motivates them to help me? And what doors are they opening or keeping open for me? The answers are still out there, somewhere, mingling with the notes of the birdy’s elusive tune.
How things will go, since the birdy usually only sings of strong possibilities that may or may not be… Well… I guess in good time, “We shall see.”