Hummingbird
It is so very easy to explain away the wondrous. Or to miss it altogether in the face of existing knowledge.
My morning errands were not routine: the annual eye exam, and getting a fresh set of tires put on the car in prep for vacation travel. When I returned home I found an unusual guest in the house - a hummingbird!
She was in our bedroom. The sound of her wings in flight, not knowing she was in the darkened room, was eerie at first, even though I know that sound well. My first thought was that the cat had brought the bird in, but I was skeptical that she could have done so without hurting such a delicate critter.
I was befuddled. How do you get a swift creature out without harming it? I opened both sliding windows wide and went outside to remove the screens. Then I put a rake, leaned up against the window frame, with an orange shirt hanging from it, in hopes of drawing the bird to the color: hummers like orange.
I even spent a while standing on ladder in the room trying to lure the bird so I could catch it in a red shirt - to no avail. Finally the little bird found the opened window and flew off into the hot day. Just before its departure she had landed along side my face which was next to the designer track lighting as I stood on the ladder.
I went out to complete the last portion of the storm drainage in the yard. Only a short while into that I got a phone call: a friend calling to notify me that our friend in Hawaii had died a few days ago. This is the same friend I mentioned here a while back. She was on hospice and died naturally and gracefully.
I finished up the trench work, feeling the heaviness and daze of grief. All the while I had been mulling over in my mind just how the hummeingbird got into the house.
But the answer became clear later on. The bird was a messenger, come to let me know of an important passage that had not been made known to me through orthodox communications. It was a message from the inner world, delivered by an animal that symbolizes joy. That bird was not Anne, it was a bird going about its business. But the the nested realms of consciousness the various levels and realms sometime piggyback on one another - no up no down no here no there.
The hummingbird was the most expediant way to get my attention. That transpersonal intellegence works that way, in my experience - whatever it takes to accomplish the necessity most expediently. Which begs the question: did the cat bring it in? Probably so, but the cat is not exempt from the grander workings of consciousness and magick in this world. It's only natural!
~ Ken
