Ho’okena Fun with Honus & Dolphins – Nov. 22nd 2014
Two-Step Beach at Honaunau Bay – Dec. 2014
When walking towards the ocean, I saw a little something on the ground. It looked like a chicken, just smaller. I looked carefully to realize it was a baby bird that has just fallen from the nest.
We looked up the tall tree.. saw nothing, no nest, no mom.. I cupped the fragile, little bird in my hand and soon enough I had a couple of people gathered around. One man kept telling me that there was nothing I could do, that it was best to leave it there as it was going to die anyways.
It felt wrong to leave the bird on the ground. If it was true that it was going to die anyways, at least I could give the birdie a bit of love and warmth.
I took it home.
We drove from Kona to Puna through windy roads feeding the birdie some chewed and wet sesame seeds/spirulina food bar I had. What else?
As soon as I got home I did some research to find out it was a Mana Bird. Great! At least I now knew what to feed him: Fruits!
And so I kept him warm day and night. I fed him constantly for 9 days until one day, he got really weak and started dying. I became so so sad. This triggered deep places of sadness about my brother’s dead. I cried and cried for hours and tried to revive him.. but there was nothing I could do.
I was not a mama bird and I did what I could. I’m not sure if it was the Sour sap or maybe that he couldn’t poop .. or that he got too hot.. or if it was just time.
Daniel held space for my grief and then we lit a candle and buried him, LUCAS, in the garden.
Lucas, I love you and thank you for the precious gift of your presence.
Goats on the Road