I awoke this morning to the sweet chatter of this gull, it’s partner nearby, trying to find a place to nest. Our little balcony herb garden is not the best place for them to raise young, but that was not the true purpose of their visit today.
You see, yesterday I was crying on this patio, in a total funk, processing all sorts of fears…my Mom moving to Florida in the fall, creating space in the world again for my gifts through Song-weavers…the list goes on. I felt my Mamo, as I often do, there with me, comforting me.
Reading up on this new seagull visitor, I found these passages from Avia Venefica, a totem writer, to ring true with what I was feeling:
“Many of us deny ourselves opportunities because we feel safe in our comfort zone. Not so for the opportunistic seagull. These birds may be a sign to fly out of our realm of comfort, maybe take a risk, and do so with the goal of finding better conditions for our well-being.[…] Seagulls are quite chatty. They have no problems squawking and letting their voices be heard. As far as the symbolic meaning of seagulls goes, this is a pretty big sign. Seagulls might be a reminder to find our voices, and be fearless about speaking our minds.”
Mamo comes in many forms, birds being her favorite (her first name was Avis), but this morning, she was the gull, lovingly reminding me I’m on the right path, to be courageous, not to get so tied up in the details, but to rise up and see the beauty of all there is and all there is to come, and most importantly for me right now, it’s okay to make space for myself. As she once spoke through a red bird, it’s time to rise and shine!