By Dave Mace
This really does not qualify as a ghost story nor is there any reason to say it is paranormal, but it is odd and true. This event is a personal account of a message from my deceased mother via a dream. While it can be explained, as a combination of memories and personal experiences, this type of dream is unusual for me. I cannot begin to explain the feelings that accompanied the dream. The scientific side of me knows that my mind generated the dream. As a paranormal believer I know that it was an extraordinary event.
For years, I have had a hummingbird feeder hanging in my backyard. Occasionally a hummingbird would scout around the yard, but I had never seen one drink from the feeder. Despite moving the feeder around to various locations, the tiny birds just did not seem interested.
Last week I was relaxing in the backyard. It was around 9:00 AM and the weather was fantastic. As I sat enjoying my coffee, I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye. A female hummingbird was flitting around the feeder, drinking from several of the small red flowers attached to the bottle. “Finally” I thought.
The bird was only an arm’s length away and I could see every detail in her body, wings and head. Suddenly she backed away from the feeder and flew towards me. I was startled for a moment but continued to watch while the bird appeared to be studying me. It cocked its petite head side to side then apparently decided I was no threat and flew back to the feeder. After a few more sips of nectar, she flew off and out of sight.
For some reason this event made an impression on me but by the end of the day, I had forgotten all about it. If nothing else had happened, I would not have written this article. A few days later, I woke up from a morning dream, feeling much like I had the day I saw the hummingbird. In fact, the dream involved hummingbirds.
My mother died years ago and the pain of that event has faded. In my dream I was at a house I did not recognize, but I knew my mother was with me. I could not actually see or focus on her face but I knew it was her. She brought me to the kitchen window and showed me two fabulously colored hummingbirds in a tree just outside. One was blue and yellow and the other was red and blue. I decided to walk outside to get a close look. Before I could open the screen door, one of the hummingbirds came to the screen and stuck its beak through the mesh in the screen. I reached out with my hand and the bird’s tiny tongue flicked out and licked my hand. Then the bird flew off.
I woke up almost immediately. I had the intense feeling that my mother had sent me a message from the other side. She was telling me to look for hummingbirds and they would serve as a reminder that she was looking out for me. My friends know that I enjoy bird watching and it seemed appropriate that my mother would connect to me through birds. Regardless of whether this was a paranormal event or just a random firing of synapses in my brain; I am still awestruck by the mysteries of the universe.
