16/04/2026
**Story time**
I had quite the experience today and I’m drawn to share. Motherhood is now my day to day. All consuming as it is, for the past few months I have been very much stuck in the human. I admitted to myself yesterday I had felt a bit disconnected to the spiritual as much lately. Today, as I was sitting here daydreaming about where this venture will take me next, I heard a bird commotion going on out the front and went to investigate.
I found 4 butcher birds attacking a spotted dove right at my front door! The dove was wedged in the corner trying to hide under our egg chair and the butcher birds were adamant they were getting him. I went out and, (due to his awkward position in the corner) covered the dove as best I could with a washing basket, broken up coke carton and tea towel 😅 while the butcher birds watched from the roof waiting for me to leave. (No, I did not want to try and pick him up to put in a box as I didn’t know the extent of the injuries and didn’t want to hurt him more).
For a few hours while I was waiting for wires to come I kept checking on him, I knew he was still alive as he kept blinking at me from the corner. At one point I went out to check and I couldn’t see him in the corner. I looked under the washing basket and there he was trying to get out. I moved the maze of stuff I had boxed him in with to keep him safe and off he flew. Turns out he was perfectly ok, and just needed some time to rest.
The symbolism of saving a dove is being a conduit for peace, divine guidance and nurturing energy. It can be a sign of ending a difficult or traumatic chapter and a fresh start. Those that know me know that my birth story was what you would call a traumatic one (to say the least). I have very much felt the need to shelter for a few months to recover. But like the dove, I am ready to start flying again 🪽🕊️
I know moving forward this experience will give me the opportunity to help other mums that have gone through similar things, though what that will look like I’m not sure yet. And I know as I move forward, spirit will connect me with those people I am destined to help, as they did with the dove who needed my help.
As I walked outside before, I saw the same beautiful bird perched on the neighbours roof, looking at me as if to say thank you. I’m surprised he hung around after that ordeal, I woulda been outta here if I were him, let me tell you! But as I say that, it strikes me as another symbol of facing the hard times head on. Knowing that I am protected, just as I am the protector.
✨🕊️
