I live in small apartment on third floor ( it is quite old building... ) and the only window i have gives me view of the pavement on the other side of the street, lots of trees building and above the horizon always the same sky ( the color changes but i thing it is the same one :) )
and since this six month that i live here i see regularly old man walking with purely white hairs, holding bags with old bread to feed the birds and same as always his two old dogs, rotwailers (?spelling? ) the first one is always walking 5 metres before and he is the one i notice first, and i look at the window to see him.
(not that i sit in this window and observe all the time)
it's more like intuition or feeling that they are coming. it is the same even if it is raining or snowing.
what is very nice the first dog stops just opposite the window and waits a second for old man and his friend. the reason is that the first pawn of the second dog is bandaged and he is walking really slowly.
imagine this moment.
that's my miracle that happens to me.
Take care. With love. and light.
Matt.
"Everybody comes from the same source" -Elvis to a friend