I’m not much for signs or superstition. But I do occasionally read my horoscope or descriptions of my birth signs Leo/Dragon and am amazed by how accurate they seem to be… A couple of weeks ago, in the midst of all the crazed packing of relief goods at our office in Cebu City, we had an unexpected visitor… a white dove flew onto our property and landed on our pile of plastic basins and hung around for several minutes. Long enough for me to run into the office, get my camera and take these snap shots. We have had unusual fowl before, here, but more hawk/brahminy kite than docile doves.
Doves are apparently white pigeons(?) and are NOT a common sight in our parts. In fact, I have never seen one flying around in the past 10 years of going to Cebu. So unless a neighbor was having a wedding reception and had recently released doves in their garden, I have no idea where this one came from. The crew was quite exhausted yet cheerful at this point, having spent over a week on double duty, and I just thought this to be an incredible coincidence, or not.
White doves have all sorts of symbolism for those in the Christian faith. Noah sent one out from his ark to seek signs that the “deluge” had subsided, and when it returned with an olive branch it was a sign that things were getting better. Let’s not go much further than saying doves are considered a sign that the Messiah is coming. Forget that I always wondered how Noah stored enough feed for all those animals on an ark, let alone considerations about accumulating fecal matter on the vessel after 40 days all cooped up at sea. But we had just experienced our version of a “mini-deluge” in the Visayas, so this was a bit twilight zonish…
At any rate, the dove hung around for a while, hopping onto our makeshift tent, watching all the goings on. Then I realized that it wanted some of the fallen grains of rice… the inevitable result of massive and swift repacking efforts. But with so many people around, the dove didn’t quite get to forage on the cement driveway. I once read somewhere that you shouldn’t feed pigeons (at the time, it was in Central Park, NY) stale bread because it gives them constipation. That’s a bizarre thought in and off itself… can you imagine pigeons with CONSTIPATION? :) So I wonder if seeds and grains of rice are better for them. I wouldn’t want a mini-dump of “risotto” on my baseball cap from a dive-bomber pigeon flying up above.
Whatever the reason for the unexpected white dove visit, I personally took it as a good sign that things WOULD INDEED get better in the days ahead. :)