Hummingbird Magic

Ruby Throated Hummingbird

Ruby Throated Hummingbird

I have a friend, Rita. She has struggled with finding a career she loves that will provide her with enough money to live comfortably. I can relate to her struggles, but just a few weeks ago she had something wonderful happen. During one of her meditations, she got the message to apply to be a Prayer Facilitator with Unity Village in Missouri. She is a member of Unity Church and felt like this was the perfect solution for her. When she followed her guidance and applied, everything fell into place with amazing speed. Yesterday she left for her new home and job.

I offered to help her finish her packing and cleaning of her little house so she could get on the road to Albuquerque by early afternoon. While I was there, I noticed that a hummingbird had become trapped in the closed-in porch. I wanted to help it get out so it could be on its way. Another woman and I tried to shoo it out by using newspapers to guide it toward the open door. But it was in the opposite direction that the bird wanted to go so every time we got it close to the door, it flew back to the direction it was headed.

Finally the other woman went and got a small tub, and she and I covered the bird, and wedged newspaper between the bird and the screen. When we took the bird outside and took off the paper, it was sprawled in the corner looking like it was in shock. One of its wings was spread at a strange angle and we thought we had injured it. Since I’m a Reiki practitioner, I gently picked up the poor thing and held it in my hands for a few seconds, then I opened my hands so it could fly away if it was able.

In those few seconds I could feel the birds little claws on my finger and its rapid heart beat. The other woman and I spoke gently to it and prayed that this beautiful little creature would be able to fly. In a matter of moments it did take off and we rejoiced with each other.

The light touch of that little creature has affected me in profound ways that I can’t really describe. In the book, Medicine Cards, by Jamie Sands and David Carson, Hummingbird is the symbol of joy. And I have to say that that was the theme of the day yesterday. Rita felt such joy to be starting a new happy phase in her life. And it was contagious. I was happy for her and felt that if wonderful things can happen for her, they can for me too.

As I’ve written before, I’ve got two major projects about to come to fruition. Three of my beta readers for my novel have told me how much they are enjoying my book. One of my writer friends, who has read multiple versions, told me she was having a hard time putting the book down. I rejoiced when she said that, because she already knows the story so well. And I’m nearly ready to launch my video series. So it looks like 2017 will be a good year for both Rita and me, and I will take the memory of that little hummingbird resting in my hands with me every day.

Though I’m not an outdoors woman, I am blessed to live in the country with lots of wildlife all around me every day. I love seeing the deer outside our windows right next to the house, and the roadrunners, quail, hawks, ravens, rabbits, bobcats, even the snakes and bugs of all kinds. They come and bless us and remind us that we are part of a much bigger family than we have previously been aware of. This morning just after sun up, a coyote walked beneath my office window and reminded me to laugh at myself and the silly mistakes I make.

After the visit from the hummingbird yesterday, I plan to pay a great deal more attention to nature and gain strength from the connection between me and the other creatures on this planet that we share.

Thanks for reading. Welcome to my new followers. I hope you have a wonderful encounter with nature this holiday season.

Lucinda Sage-Midgorden © 2016

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2 thoughts on “Hummingbird Magic

  1. I’m surprised hummers are still around though I hear some do winter here. How can they survive this cold?
    I am so glad yr little hummer was okay. I found a badly injured Barn Owl in my yard last summer. He had lost his tail feathers and had puncture wounds, I held him and soothed him and Reikied him. I even got him to a wildlife rescue in Tucson, but sadly his injuries won out. It haunts me still.

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  2. lucindasagemidgorden

    Emilie, How sad. I love owls. The little bird was definitely determined to fly north, so perhaps it is one that winters here.

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