Myrtle is a bird, a seagull to be exact and I met her a couple weeks ago. My husband, Garry, and I took a road trip through several southern states and ended up staying several days at Myrtle Beach, SC. I don't expect to see her again, but she kind of adopted me while we spent time on the beach.
Our first encounter occurred while Garry & I were sitting in the sand, enjoying the sun, breeze and ocean waves. She slowly walked over to us, one careful step at a time, coming closer and closer to where I was sitting. "OK, what's going on?", I said aloud to her. "I have no food to give you and you're getting awfully close. Are you trying to tell me something?" She paused, but continued her journey towards me. Now I don't know much about seagulls, but when she was waaaay too close to me, about a foot away, I wasn't very comfortable. Would she peck or bite? I wasn't sure, so I slapped my foot on the sand in her direction to shoo her away.
Oh my gosh, she stretched her neck, reared back her head, and squawked loud and long. She let me know in no uncertain terms that she wasn't happy with me! Garry & I had to laugh because she was so verbal in her displeasure - she certainly made her point.
The curious thing was that she didn't leave me - not for the three days we were there. She visited every day, strutting close by or sitting calmly in the sand a few feet from me. She even followed me every time I took a walk along the shoreline. Garry said it was quite a sight - a seagull tagging along, almost side by side, down the beach and back. No other bird was allowed anywhere near me either; she chased them all away if they moved in too close.
I know everything in nature speaks to us because we're all from the same Source, all connected through It, so I was quite comfortable in knowing she was bringing me something inspiring. Besides, I enjoyed her company. Seagulls have a bad rap as they can be pests and make a mess, but I discovered she really is a beautiful bird. I knew to do a little research when I returned home to see what her characteristics and symbolism were and find my message.
Sure enough, her presence and determination that I pay attention brought me a message from the universe. Seagulls are great communicators (as I dramatically discovered). They have regular codes for all their purposes and activities and speak their intent to other gulls.The timing of her presence in my life was noteworthy as I was strongly feeling it was time to return to writing this blog. I was also scheduled for the week we returned home to participate in a "Lightworkers Festival", providing intuitive readings, and selling my book and intuitive drawings - all means of communicating with others. Myrtle was validation for me that the time was right for moving forward in this direction.
The universe talks to us; we just have to be open to its voice and be willing to hear it. There's nothing mysterious about it. If there's something unusual, or grabs our attention, or hits us in the gut, or peaks our curiosity, or, any other thing that strikes us and grabs hold, it's time for a closer look.
Myrtle gave me a new appreciation for birds like her. I had to laugh though - it's almost as if she sent out a call to one of her long distance cousins to make sure I got the message because the story continues.
While driving back to Michigan at one of the rest stops along the way, Garry & I got out of the car, a gull swooped by us, landed high on the light pole, stretched her neck, reared back her head and squawked loud and long.
OK, I got it, Myrtle, thanks for the message.
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