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		<title>Sink to That Depth, If That&#8217;s What it Takes</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 18:31:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Finally, a sunny day.  It&#8217;s noon, and though a weekday, I expected to see more dogs and owners at the dog park.  I began my trek with only my two dogs for company.  Walking toward the meeting tree, the place where I greet my little upper-level hummingbird friend, my mind was full of thoughts.  None of <span style="color:#777"> . . . &#8594; Continue Reading: <a href="http://hummingbirdshaman.com/2008/06/13/sink-to-that-depth-if-thats-what-it-takes/">Sink to That Depth, If That&#8217;s What it Takes</a></span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Finally, a sunny day.  It&#8217;s noon, and though a weekday, I expected to see more dogs and owners at the dog park.  I began my trek with only my two dogs for company.  Walking toward the meeting tree, the place where I greet my little upper-level hummingbird friend, my mind was full of thoughts.  None of those thoughts meant anything beyond the importance I assigned them.</p>
<p>No one was at the tree to greet me.  I whistled, but no one came.  This was fine I knew I would see this hummingbird soon enough.  We walked along the curving road, and continued down the hill.</p>
<p>Approaching a small madrona tree nestled against the steep hill, I searched for signs of my little spirit friends.  Just a few days ago this perch was shown to me.  No sign of the hummingbird residing in this section of the park, either.  I continued the walk, exchanging a few words with another dog walker I passed, and circled back to the hill.  I paused as I neared the madrona again, and saw my little friend arrive on an upper branch.   With his back turned to me he said, &#8220;Look at me, tell me I&#8217;m special&#8221;.  Within a blink of an eye, the not-so-hidden message came into view, and I replied, &#8220;Are you a hummingbird, or a mockingbird?&#8221;</p>
<p>I continued up the hill and around the corner.  Within a moment of my arrival, my upper level hummingbird arrived.  He fluttered for a moment, then dropped quickly to a lower branch beyond view.  &#8220;What&#8217;s this maneuver about?&#8221;  He returned within sight, hovering long enough to assure I was watching, then flew in a straight upward line.  &#8220;I can fly high, oh wait, even higher&#8221;, and then he dropped quickly and purposefully downward and out of sight.   </p>
<p>Sure, the view is so much better from the heights, but sometimes even the winged will sink to that depth, if that&#8217;s what it takes.  Just remember that its only a stopping point along the journey.</p>
<p><a title="Estee Taschereau" href="http://estee.taschereau.radiantjourney.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: small; font-family: Times New Roman;"><em>Estee Taschereau</em></span></a><em> is a Successful Living Coach and Intuitive Counselor using Clairvoyance and other spiritual awareness skills.   Private phone appointments are available for informational &amp; healing assistance sessions.</em></p>
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		<title>Someday You Will No Longer Need Us</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 23:50:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Hummingbird Shaman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Today I made room in my day to walk the dogs at the off-leash park.  We had a short break in the rain, and I knew that the dogs would not appreciate that I would not have a chance to walk them in the following two days. </p>
<p>The air was thick with moisture, but it was a <span style="color:#777"> . . . &#8594; Continue Reading: <a href="http://hummingbirdshaman.com/2008/06/08/someday-you-will-no-longer-need-us/">Someday You Will No Longer Need Us</a></span>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today I made room in my day to walk the dogs at the off-leash park.  We had a short break in the rain, and I knew that the dogs would not appreciate that I would not have a chance to walk them in the following two days. </p>
<p>The air was thick with moisture, but it was a good feeling, being a little on the cool side that day.  The grass had been cut, it had grown dramatically over the past two months.   My smaller dog could feel lost in the growth. The aroma of cut grass lingered in the air.</p>
<p>As I walked toward my hummingbird meeting place I whistled, seemingly for the dogs, but I knew it was for the birds.  No one came this time.   This is okay, I am sure I will see one on my return to the car.  We walked down the hill and circled around the field.  Stopping for a sniffing, exploring rest along the way, I found a four-leaf clover, then another.  I decided to stop at ten, and enjoyed the energy and interpretation of each number as I glanced around for the next discovery.  Ten is good, the number of manifestation.</p>
<p>As we walked back up the hill I reflected on these finds.  Circling onto the upper level, and the path that hugged the fence, my thoughts drifted toward our need to find answers, or explanations for the things that enter our awareness.  I don&#8217;t need a reason for ten, but my mind seeks a meaning, and enjoyed the idea of manifestation.   It&#8217;s all okay.  Today has been a lovely walk.</p>
<p>We rounded the last bend before the parking lot, and I whistled again.  I stopped and waited.  No hummingbird today.  I could feel the presence though.  Their presence was not restricted to a little body on a branch, but in the air, the trees, and the colors.  &#8220;Someday you will no longer need us&#8221;.  I knew this to be true, but still held on to the interludes, longing to continue this relationship. </p>
<p>Somehow I new that this absence had nothing to do with a lack, and could not be defined as &#8220;missing out&#8221;.  This day&#8217;s message fit nicely with an earlier awareness and posting on my <a title="Yin Yang Power Blog" href="http://blogs.keen.com/yin+yang+power" target="_blank">Keen site</a>.  &#8220;When we are complete within ourselves we no longer feel the need, and have more space to welcome others into our lives.  Some day you will no longer need us&#8221;.   Today has been one of those days.</p>
<p><a title="Estee Taschereau" href="http://estee.taschereau.radiantjourney.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: small; font-family: Times New Roman;"><em>Estee Taschereau</em></span></a><em> is a Successful Living Coach and Intuitive Counselor and a Reiki Master.   Private phone appointments are available for informational &amp; healing assistance sessions.</em></p>
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