Healing with the Fairies by Doreen Virtue

Author:Doreen Virtue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Hay House
Published: 2010-06-12T00:00:00+00:00

Purposeful Direction

What do you mean? I asked the fairies.

“We’ll save that lesson for another time,” the fairies said in unison. At times, I didn’t know if they were speaking or singing to me, their voices were so melodic.

“Right now, we would really like it if you would help our friends, the seagulls. We’ll direct you if you’d like; we simply need you to agree that you’ll help them.”

Of course! I said without a second thought. I love seagulls. Just show me what you need me to do.

I didn’t hear any directives, but I felt a strong inner urging to walk in a northerly direction along the beach. As if I were being guided by a strong dog on a leash, I continued walking steadily. Around a bend, I saw a huge gathering of seagulls. They strutted elegantly along the seashore, searching for lunchtime sand crabs by drilling with their beaks into the sand’s edge.

I could feed them, I mentally noted to myself, wondering if that was my assignment. Then I watched in horror as three young boys came screaming down a beach trail with their arms flailing, their voices louder than the crashing surf. They laughed as their raucous shouts and wild behavior obviously startled the seagulls. The birds, not surprisingly, scattered into the air, unnerved by all the commotion.

I watched as the boys scrunched their faces in angry determination, seemingly intent on chasing every seagull off the beach. Why would anyone want to frighten a bird? I wondered.

“Part of your purpose is to help the sea animals,” I heard the fairies say.

But what am I to do? I asked earnestly.

“Speak up! Educate people about the ocean environment!” The fairies sounded practically disgusted, as if their answers should have been obvious to anyone.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the boys tearing into the sand with pounding feet. Each time they did so, the remaining seagulls would momentarily watch the boys, seemingly forgiving their previous actions. The birds were so accustomed to tourists feeding them that they apparently couldn’t believe that these small humans could harbor violent intentions.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Excuse me!” I said loudly and firmly, walking toward the boys. The tallest boy looked at me with an irritated expression on his face.

“Can I ask you a question?” I said, when I was within five feet of him.

He shrugged as a reply. That was enough for me. With my heart pumping from indignation and nervousness, I said, “Why would you want to frighten the seagulls?”

He shrugged again, and his companions looked down.

“The seagulls are our friends, and it’s wrong to scare them,” I said authoritatively. The boy’s eyes revealed that he’d heard me. I talked with the boys further, and when I walked away, I wondered if my actions would have any impact.

That afternoon at home, I composed a letter to the editor of our local newspaper on behalf of the fairies and the seagulls. I wrote a letter to parents, asking them to supervise their children’s actions when they were around animals and birds.

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