I know, it isn’t even February, but my encounters began last year in mid February. I walk with a watchful eye. We have had some very nice days, clear and sunny, but still on the cold side. The bridge between winter and spring has been compromised, and we feel it in the air.
“They’re back”, I stated to a friend I encountered on the walkway. “I’m ready for spring”, she replies, stating she had noticed the early arrival of the robins.
My first encounter of this year took place yesterday, but obligations prohibited my posting until today. “They’re back”.
My heart leapt when I saw that familiar little form perched on the tree where we had so often met. The initial contact was guarded and brief. The point was made, and my next post will include a reminder of the laws of life, in the eyes of a hummingbird.
My childhood eyes of wonder took the upper hand today as I approached the familiar row of trees. It is funny that these trees grow on a hillside, and so the top of the tree stands a mere 10 feet above and to the side of the upper pathway. The hummingbird has chosen this perch for reasons I can only speculate. Despite his presence he is never seen, the world moves by too quickly to notice.
“They’re back”, and I approach with camera in hand, watching for other walkers in order to keep his hiding place in the open intact. Yesterday I found the batteries failing me, and no photos were obtained. Today, with a fresh set of batteries in the camera, I find I am able to snap a few pictures, and my friend stays surprisingly in place. Four photos later and my batteries again fail. Perhaps it is time for the hummingbird shaman to add a new 10 megapixel camera to her amazon wishlish!!
Welcome back, little ones. Today I used my walking time to return a series of phone calls, and as I walked up the hill I saw this little one’s neighbor on a lower level tree. My friend, also very clairvoyantly attuned, was sharing a story that created hardship in her world. I told her, “Are you ready for a healing? The hummingbird healing is on its way”. I felt the wave of energy, and the gust would have felt icy had it been in carried in the wind. This was warming and welcome. “I feel it, I felt it immediately in my back”, was the response from my friend.
Why are these encounters so warming and fulfilling? Do they serve a purpose? Is there a reason we are drawn in to the stories, captivated by a glimpse at a spiritual presence? These questions are the foundation of this blog, and as we begin year two of HummingbirdShaman.com we will continue to explore the world know, yet seek to find.
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