A Message from the Divine

Updated: May 5, 2021


Did you know that cultures from around the globe have considered feathers to be magical and mystical items for centuries. feather in most tribal/ancient cultures - think Egyptians, Celtics, Native Americans and Aborigines - stumbling upon a feather signaled a special message to the receiver. Ancient people believed birds to be holy or sacred creatures because they fly close to the heavens making their feathers sacred gifts from the Divine.


Maybe it was luck. Maybe it was an angel. Maybe it was just a bird shaking his tail feathers. Maybe it was God reminding me that I need to let go of my fears of judgment or failure. I may never know why a lone white, grey and black feather was on my path this morning, but I will always know that it was the sign I needed to help spread my own little wings and launch the project I've started and stopped for almost four years.


Welcome to Bringing Up Birdie. Are you beginning to see why my feather find felt like the sign I needed? My daughter Wren (given name Lawrence) is affectionately called Birdie much of the time. A perfect nickname for a little girl who arrived into the world with a cry like a songbird. Also a perfect nickname for a little girl whose father loves the game of golf. Petite in size with a tiny voice, our Birdie is our greatest joy.


So, here I am.

  • A mama.

  • A toddler mama.

  • A toddler mama who loves to write.

  • A toddler mama who loves to write, has a zillion interests, is an expert in nothing, believes that nights spent at 5-star hotels and quick trips to the Dollar Tree can be equally as fun, and once had a blog called Oh So Ali.

  • A toddler mama who loves to write. A toddler mama who loves to write, has a zillion interests, is an expert in nothing, believes that nights spent at 5-star hotels and quick trips to the Dollar Tree can be equally as fun, once had a blog called Oh So Ali and has now found a feather on a path while out on a walk with the dog that has been the SIGN to finally launch Bringing Up Birdie.

I'm glad you're here. Hell, who am I kidding? I'm probably writing this for only my mother and mother-in-law to read. I'd add my husband to the list, but he's been on this roller coaster of "should I or shouldn't I?" for so long that he's not sure what's happening, and in all fairness, he gets a pass because living with me is A LOT. Whether you're my immediate family or not, I'm glad you're here. I'm honored you're here. Thank you.


Life is a journey and we all have a story. I have A LOT of stories. Happy. Sad. Funny. Courageous. Embarrassing. Heartbreaking. And so on. I've got stories to tell, and I want to put them in writing so I'll remember in my old age. I'm grateful for the path today that led me to the feather.


Here at Bringing Up Birdie, you'll catch a glimpse of real life in our nest. Sometimes things are neat and in order; other times it's a big mess with a lot of chaos (think toddler life, puppy life, and toddler + puppy life. No matter order or chaos, one thing is for certain, our nest is full of love.


I hope you'll join me as I chirp about motherhood, style, projects, food, and whatever else is on my mind. I'm learning every day, and most often, I determine that I am not smarter than a three year old.

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