The Bird In Our Bedroom

My brother John and his wife were visiting over Memorial Day weekend 2023. It was their Brown reunion so they stayed with us in Barrington, RI, 15 minutes from Brown.
I get up wicked early and was practicing Prana Power Yoga before anyone was awake and while on my mat I felt my mom. I feel people on the other side, in the non-physical. They guide me all day every day. ๐งโ๏ธ๐๐ป๐ฏ๐ค๐ซ
Mom was happy John was here. โค๏ธ๐
I asked her to show me a sign. ๐๐ป
I finished my practice, meditated and was eating breakfast.
Philippe came banging down the kitchen stairs (which are quite narrow and steep, he usually takes the other stairs) and seemed a bit worked up. Not like my HH.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“There’s a bird ๐ฆ… in our bedroom,” he explained.
“Yup, that’s my Mom,” I smiled. ๐
Philippe didn’t skip a beat (we’ve been together since 2000, he’s used to this kinda stuff). He went back up to our bedroom, with a broom. ๐งน
A few minutes later, he came down again and asked, “Do you wanna help me?”๐งน (Also unusual, he rarely asks for help).
I said, “Sure, lemme eat first. Gimme one sec….” (I was hungry.๐)
He walked back up with broom. ๐งน
My Mom was like, “Go help him. Show him your power. I will fly out when you come in.” ๐๐ป๐ฏโค๏ธ๐ซ
“Oy! Ok,” I said, Stomach growling. ๐
I walked up to our bedroom… and she flew out.
I said to my HH, “No need for the broom ๐งน (action), it’s all about the power of the focus ๐งโ๏ธ of your mind.” (focus belief)
"You have to believe. " ๐๐ป
Walked down and ate my breakfast.