The Seafoam Birds

My Dream From Last Night

I had a moving dream last night… one very different from others I’ve had. I’ve been thinking about it all morning.

I was sitting alone on a beach. There was no one else around that I could see. It was overcast and late in the afternoon, with a light breeze gently tickling my cheeks. Behind me were idyllic, panoramic sand dunes stretching along the shore.

Suddenly, a bird flew toward me.

She was desperately trying to get my attention, flying all around me as if she needed me to go with her. I knew she needed my help.

So I went.

She led me up into the dunes, to a small nest nestled on the ground beneath the sea oats and rocket flowers. Inside were two tiny baby chicks. They were lying on their sides, completely still and unresponsive.

I gently picked up each one and lightly massaged them in my hands.

One by one, they came to life.

I carefully placed them back into the nest, and the mama was overwhelmed with happiness and gratitude. She thanked me without saying a word, in a way I’ve never experienced before.

There was something special about it.

She and her babies resembled a species of thrasher, like the state bird here in Georgia, but they were all a solid, pale green. I actually looked through color charts afterward because I wanted to know exactly what shade to call them.

Seafoam green.

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