Remember the Bird!

My sister and I were enjoying a long and relaxing visit with a dear friend who has the remarkable gift of receiving messages from departed loved ones.  I mentioned that my mother was not coping well with Dad’s passing. They spent 60 years together, so losing him was extremely difficult for her.

I asked my friend if she was open to receive a message from him. If so, could he let us know something we could share with Mom that would be proof for her that he was okay?   Immediately she took a deep breath and shared: “He just came in and said: ‘Tell her to remember the bird’.” 

I looked at her questioningly and asked: “The bird?” She then replied: “He is really excited and keeps insisting and repeating: ‘Tell her to remember the bird’!”  She asked if that meant anything to us. “No!” we replied. We both couldn’t think of anything. That was it; nothing else came through.  

The next day, my sister and I met Mom for lunch. She was experiencing a difficult day grieving Dad.  We told her about our friend’s message from Dad. Mom questioned “The bird?” She could not think what it meant. Needless to say we were disappointed.

Mom left the room and a moment later we heard her shout: “I know what it is!”  She called us to join her in the kitchen and said: “A number of years ago your father and I stood right here and discussed the passing of several of our friends. We questioned if there really was life after death.  After all no one ever appeared and said: ‘Hi there, we are okay’.  So I said to your father: ‘If I go before you I will move this bluebird magnet that is on the freezer door of the fridge’. Your father replied: ‘And if I go before you I will move the bluebird magnet’.” 

Mom exclaimed: “Do you know how many times I came into the kitchen and the bluebird magnet was on the other side of the freezer door!  I assumed it shifted when I shut the door.” As a test I opened and closed the freezer door several times…the bluebird magnet did not budge.  

Mom asked: “How would he remember that?” I replied: “How did you just remember that?”
She said: “I was in the other room and I remembered our conversation in the kitchen as though it just happened yesterday.” 

Was this just a coincidence, or was my father reaching out to my mother to let her know that he was okay and to…“Remember the bird.”?
My dearly beloved mother has since passed.  I now have the blue bird magnet on my fridge door. My reminder that my mother and father are now watching out for us…‘From the other side’!

Blessings,
Hannelore

(The image above is of the bluebird magnet that I now have on my fridge door.)

This piece is in my upcoming book, The Other Side of the Window, Communing Beyond the Veil