As a child I pondered over the existence of God. The ‘God’ that I was brought up to believe was the maker of all things. I was told that God could see what every one was doing at the same time, all of the time. A concept that made no sense to me. The only logical answer in my young mind was birds…. they must be the messengers.
As I have grown spiritually I realise they are so much more than messengers. They symbolize peace, transformation, freedom and power. They are a gentle reminder of life before and after this worldly experience.