Last fall, I went to Peru for a little over two months. When I arrived a white feather suddenly appeared letting me know my angels were with me. Later on, I went to a café and as I exited, I saw a large black feather at the doorstep. Excitedly, I picked it up knowing it was a sign, a big sign. But somehow at the time, I couldn’t remember what a black feather meant.
Many people assumed that since I was away for two months that I had the time of my life, that I went on a big adventure, but in fact I had a spiritual awakening.
During my trip, I collected lots of black feathers. They were everywhere. I had never seen so many black feathers. They were from the vultures that flew above the city. To be honest, I never felt that safe in the city. The crime had gone up a lot since I was there in 2016. It took me a long time to travel to South America alone because I was always worried about the crime. Many people warned me it was not as safe as in the U.S. or Europe and not to travel alone there. But since I was twenty, I wanted to go.
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