The Seagull

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The Seagull’s Lesson

 

As my husband and I were walking along the boardwalk at Atlantic City,

a seagull took a nosedive into the sand. My husband noticed it, I just saw

movement in my peripheral vision. We walked to the rail and looked over. The

seagull was flopping around and flapping its wings, trying to get up. His head

went from side to side, he apparently had a broken neck. He rolled over on his

back and tried to turn over. He struggled and struggled and righted himself but could not lift his head. My heart

filled with concern and compassion. I immediately starting praying and beaming

healing to him with my right hand. He flailed and landed on his back again. I

realized that there was no hope and asked that he be relieved of his suffering

and die quickly and easily. He would twitch and stop, we would think he was

gone and then he would move again. He seemed to give up and lay still, but then

is one leg kept waving up and down for awhile, as though waving good-bye, then

finally all was still. As he lay there on his back, the position of his wings

made him look like an angel. I thanked Spirit and the angels for relieving his

suffering.

We walked on, I felt a little sad, but in awe of all that had

transpired.

I realized the most important aspect of being a healer is the love,

compassion and concern, the desire to relieve suffering whether it is through a

healing of the physical or the transition of the spirit. It did not matter that

it was “only a seagull”, it was one of God’s creatures that was suffering and

needed help. I felt totally connected to this “little angel”.

The next day, around noon, my husband and I were strolling on the

beach, enjoying the sun and picking up seashells. Rows and rows of seagulls

were lined up on the sand, staring out at the ocean. I sat down cross-legged in

the sand in front of the gulls and began to meditate. I felt a deep connection

to everything, I was no longer a separate being, I became one with the sand,

the wind, the sun, the ocean, the seagulls and my husband. Earth, Air, Fire,

Water and Spirit. My heart swelled with love and gratitude.

We are One.

 

The Seagull’s Larger

Lesson

 

As I wrote this story about the seagull, more realizations came to me.

One of the more disturbing aspects of Atlantic City’s boardwalk is the presence

of panhandlers of all kinds- some dirty and disheveled, bag ladies, men

drinking out of paper bags, sleeping on benches, apparently homeless.

Handicapped people, some missing limbs, some with birth defects, some blind.

Entertainers singing, playing musical instruments, miming, even playing the

drums on turned over plastic buckets. All of these people are looking for a

hand-out.

As we strolled along the boardwalk, before we encountered the dying

seagull, my husband and I were repeatedly approached by these people asking for

money and cigarettes. Although we gave to a few, we became increasingly

irritated and tried to ignore and avoid any more approaches. My husband snapped

at one young girl pushing a rolling chair who asked for a cigarette. Later, he

felt really bad for his reaction, realizing the girl was working and he

shouldn’t have snapped at her.

The next morning, I put extra change in my jacket pocket, so I would

have something to give if asked. We still avoided these people on our morning walk. Later,

after the enlightening time on the beach, no one bothered us.

I am ashamed to admit we go to Atlantic City and eat at buffets and

blow money in the slot machines that usually only make the casinos richer and

then turn our backs on people with a real need for food and money.

Maybe, just maybe, these panhandlers on the boardwalk are all angels in

disguise, meant to awaken our hearts to caring and compassion and concern and

the desire to relieve suffering, just like the dying seagull did for me the day

before.

The next time, I hope I will be able to reach in my pocket, give with a

smile on my face, love and gratitude in my heart, ask Spirit and the angels to relieve their suffering, and

bless them on their journey.

We are One.

 

And so it is

Robin Shelp

 

 

 

 

 

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[Guest guest]

I have never seen a seagull in my life lol . Nice story . Thanks for

sharing with us.

 

Peace,

Koushik.

 

 

, " Robin Shelp "

<rshelp wrote:

>

> The Seagull's Lesson

>

> As my husband and I were walking along the boardwalk at Atlantic

City, a seagull took a nosedive into the sand. My husband noticed

it, I just saw movement in my peripheral vision. We walked to the

rail and looked over. The seagull was flopping around and flapping

its wings, trying to get up. His head went from side to side, he

apparently had a broken neck. He rolled over on his back and tried

to turn over. He struggled and struggled and righted himself but

could not lift his head. My heart filled with concern and

compassion. I immediately starting praying and beaming healing to

him with my right hand. He flailed and landed on his back again. I

realized that there was no hope and asked that he be relieved of his

suffering and die quickly and easily. He would twitch and stop, we

would think he was gone and then he would move again. He seemed to

give up and lay still, but then is one leg kept waving up and down

for awhile, as though waving good-bye, then finally all was still.

As he lay there on his back, the position of his wings made him look

like an angel. I thanked Spirit and the angels for relieving his

suffering.

> We walked on, I felt a little sad, but in awe of all that had

transpired.

> I realized the most important aspect of being a healer is the

love, compassion and concern, the desire to relieve suffering

whether it is through a healing of the physical or the transition of

the spirit. It did not matter that it was " only a seagull " , it was

one of God's creatures that was suffering and needed help. I felt

totally connected to this " little angel " .

> The next day, around noon, my husband and I were strolling on the

beach, enjoying the sun and picking up seashells. Rows and rows of

seagulls were lined up on the sand, staring out at the ocean. I sat

down cross-legged in the sand in front of the gulls and began to

meditate. I felt a deep connection to everything, I was no longer a

separate being, I became one with the sand, the wind, the sun, the

ocean, the seagulls and my husband. Earth, Air, Fire, Water and

Spirit. My heart swelled with love and gratitude.

> We are One.

>

> The Seagull's Larger Lesson

>

> As I wrote this story about the seagull, more realizations came to

me. One of the more disturbing aspects of Atlantic City's boardwalk

is the presence of panhandlers of all kinds- some dirty and

disheveled, bag ladies, men drinking out of paper bags, sleeping on

benches, apparently homeless. Handicapped people, some missing

limbs, some with birth defects, some blind. Entertainers singing,

playing musical instruments, miming, even playing the drums on

turned over plastic buckets. All of these people are looking for a

hand-out.

> As we strolled along the boardwalk, before we encountered the

dying seagull, my husband and I were repeatedly approached by these

people asking for money and cigarettes. Although we gave to a few,

we became increasingly irritated and tried to ignore and avoid any

more approaches. My husband snapped at one young girl pushing a

rolling chair who asked for a cigarette. Later, he felt really bad

for his reaction, realizing the girl was working and he shouldn't

have snapped at her.

> The next morning, I put extra change in my jacket pocket, so I

would have something to give if asked. We still avoided these

people on our morning walk. Later, after the enlightening time on

the beach, no one bothered us.

> I am ashamed to admit we go to Atlantic City and eat at buffets

and blow money in the slot machines that usually only make the

casinos richer and then turn our backs on people with a real need

for food and money.

> Maybe, just maybe, these panhandlers on the boardwalk are all

angels in disguise, meant to awaken our hearts to caring and

compassion and concern and the desire to relieve suffering, just

like the dying seagull did for me the day before.

> The next time, I hope I will be able to reach in my pocket, give

with a smile on my face, love and gratitude in my heart, ask Spirit

and the angels to relieve their suffering, and bless them on their

journey.

> We are One.

>

> And so it is

> Robin Shelp

>

>

>

> Version: 7.1.407 / Virus Database: 268.12.9/458 - Release Date:

9/27/2006

>

[Guest guest]

Yes Robin an excellent lesson for us all. Good for you and your

husband. Yes when you can give, give. Sometimes you can go beyond

comfort zones and give more. Sometimes you have nothing monetary to

give. Always there is your love and consideration - a smile. A door

opened. The gift you gave the seagull. Precious. -