Red Kite At Sunset in Bali

The 13th June held mixed emotions for me.  On the one hand, I was on a tour in the beautiful Ubud (Bali) which captivated me with lush rice fields, a steaming volcano, bustling roads and mischievious monkeys.  Looming overhead though was a dark cloud; the memory of my Mum who had passed away a year to that day.  Bali is a very spiritual place; practicing in hinduism and it is an every day ritual to make an offering and pray to the gods.  Every shop, cafe, hotel and pub I went in had an altar or temple outside with offerings and incence burning.  My tour guide told me to relax and advised me that to make contact with loved ones passed over, there is no need to go to a specific place as spirits are omnipresent or everywhere.  He also told me to avoid red meat if I want to vibrate on a higher level.

 

On my return to the hotel that evening, I stopped at the temple outside and decided to say a few words, or heartfelt thoughts and feelings to my Mum. After my intentions were set, I asked “If you have heard all this Mum, please show me a symbol tomorrow to confirm it.”  I then cleared my mind of all thoughts and the first object that appeared was a bright red bird.

 

Back at the hotel, I explained to my family that I had talked to my Mum at the altar, and that I need to be looking out for a red bird as confirmation that my thoughts and prayers have been heard.  “You’ll never see a red bird, there aren’t even sea gulls here, let alone parrots” my husband  replied sympathetically.  “Meet you on the beach at sunset and we can watch the sun going down.”I realised after that day that bird life in Bali was pretty much non-existant, apart from the rare sparrow.

 

As I returned to the beach, the sky was lit up by fire as the sinking, orange sun descended behind the ocean. My son, Charlie, was pointing at a shadow in the sky, soaring then gliding in the last embers of the night sky.  “What is that?” I asked. “It’s a big red bird” Charlie, replied. I focussed my eyes on the object.  It was indeed a red bird.  Not real – a red kite, painted as a bird.  Confirmation enough to me though!

 

When I told my Dad about my experience, I loved his reply: “Red kites are British birds.  They are so rare that the last few were taken into captivity before they became extinct.  They were reintroduced back into nature recently and me and Mum actually saw one on our holiday to Wales last year.”  Wow!  What a powerful sign that my Mum was around us.  An almost extinct bird as a sign?

 

Do not disregard signs and symbols, they could give you and your family a great deal of comfort.

 

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