The Tote, the Feather, and 444: A Message from the Magic

Today, I stumbled upon more than just a forgotten storage tote, I stumbled into a message. A moment layered with synchronicity so loud and clear it brought tears to my eyes and warmth to my heart. While sorting through items from my old business, Rainy Day Emporium, I came across a dusty little bin I almost sent off for donation or the garbage, depending on the contents, once I opened it , I wasn't sure what to do there was a lot of bottles in there, I put it down, I was going to deal with that one later, but I was nudged to take it inside. Inside? Jars I once used for spell kits, and spell jars. Herbs that still held their scent. And the very crystals I’ve just been feeling called to work with again. As if they’d been patiently waiting for me to come back. And nestled among them… a white feather. I paused, holding it in my hand, feeling that familiar flutter in my chest, the one that whispers, "You're not alone." Then, as I sat down and glanced at my phone: 4:44. That was it. The trifecta. The tote. The feather. The number. Messages, confirmations, alignments, all colliding in a single moment. I don’t believe in coincidences. I believe in timing. In listening. In remembering that we are guided even when we feel lost. That our past selves leave breadcrumbs. That spirit speaks through what we nearly throw away. Today reminded me that my magic isn’t something I have to start over—it’s something I’m continuing. And the universe showed up in the most gentle, beautiful way to remind me I’m exactly where I’m meant to be. So I’m choosing to lean into it. To follow the nudges. To give those jars a new life. To trust that 444 is more than just a number, it's an invitation. If you've been looking for a sign… maybe this is it. With love and feathers, Jana 🌻