Three Birds – Every Little Thing Is Gonna Be Ok

This status popped up in my Facebook memories the other day. It was written exactly 1 month after we had my Dad’s funeral on New Years Eve, when we’d buried him on his birthday.
In it I said I keep waiting for him to come back and tell me “everything is gonna be ok”.

Well he did come back to tell me that, again and again. Not in the sense that I had been wanting, but he has sent me signs over the past 5 years and I only recently realized what the message was.

I do not know what you believe. I am open minded and do not judge anyone else for their beliefs whether you are religious, atheist, spiritual or otherwise.  I make no secret of the fact that I believe there is a life after this one, that somehow, somewhere, our loved ones still exist. And I believe they try to send us signs to let us know they are still around and to help us in this life when they can.

This is the story of how I came to believe, and the signs I receive from Dad.

3 Owls. Picture from Pinterest

Maybe a couple of months after my Dad passed, I was told by an acquaintance with medium/psychic abilities, that my Dad would send me a sign with birds (they also mentioned music, that is another story) This was still very early on in my grief, I had been desperate for something, a sign, a dream, anything to connect to my Dad. But I was getting nothing.

I remember being frustrated because birds are everywhere, especially where I live as we are surrounded by bush and wildlife. I was thinking, well which bloody bird is it then? Which one is my ‘sign’.

I was driving along with my husband and saw some birds on the side of the road. Still feeling my frustration I said to my husband, ‘this bird will have to fly into the windscreen for me to know it’s my bird‘.

The next day I was standing in my kitchen looking out our window while doing dishes. I was having a moment, which at that time my ‘moments’ were every time I was alone, I would cry and think about my Dad.

All of a sudden I was snapped out of it by a magpie flying into the kitchen window and creating a big bang. It scared the shit out of me for a second. My initial scare was immediately followed by me wondering if that was my ‘sign’. It had only been the day before I’d said a bird would need to hit my windscreen. But the skeptic in me wondered if it was just a coincidence, because I’d said windscreen in my car, not a kitchen window.

A few days after that, I was driving down a country road, the speed limit was 100kms per hour and yet at some point I felt my car slowing down, it dropped to about 80 and I still don’t know if I slowed down or what happened, but when noticing I was doing 80kms and my first thought was to speed back up, something told me not to, I felt an urge to SLOW DOWN. So I did and I was on high alert, wondering if something was about to happen. I went around the next bend and out of the corner of my eye I spotted something coming in from my left side.

What happened next felt like it was in slow motion. Three big hawks flew past my windscreen, at eye level and extremely close, one after the other, and the last one lightly BUMPED my windscreen but kept flying totally unaffected. It hit my bloody windscreen!

My niece was in the passenger seat and I looked over to her, her eyes were as wide as mine.

I knew then there was no mistaking that as my sign. And ever since then my Dad has always send me three birds, 3 swans, 3 eagles, 3 kookaburras, 3 owls…ALWAYS 3 and always in unmistakable ways. I have so many examples to share, and I no longer believe any of this is a coincidence.

There is a song by Bob Marley called Three Little Birds. I have heard it a million times yet had never paid attention to its message. Recently however I did and I listened to it properly for the first time and I suddenly realised why my Dad had chosen 3 birds.
“…Three Little Birds, sat by my doorstep, singing sweet songs, of melodies pure and true, saying this is my message to youDon’t worry, about a thing, coz every little thing, is gonna be alright…”
He has been sending me three birds this whole time. Telling me that everything was gonna be ok. And he was right. It has been hard at times. And grief is still with me, but 5 years on, I am living my life with more purpose and appreciation than ever before, and whilst I still miss him and can get sad, I am ok because I know that he is still with me.
I love you Dad, I see your signs and feel your presence, and I know you hear me too.

My Dad’s garden memorial stone

Love Nikki

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