Hummingbird Shaman

Winter remains, but the weather has changed.  The solstice has passed, and we are now on the upswing again. There is a hint of spring, perhaps not in the environment, but it lives within my heart.

I noticed something yesterday.  One of the older hummingbirds that I thought had left for the winter has returned.  His head is crested with the most amazing rich red color that only shows when he is facing you.

This morning, I finished the Mayan Daily Insight posting before even the dogs finished their slumber.  I finally shifted into the living area, lighting a fire in the wood stove and sending the dogs outside.  When they informed me that it was time to come back inside I instead stepped outside to grab a little more dry firewood and take advantage of the open door.

Suddenly a sound that I could only equate to thunder filled my ears.  I could not see where it came from, but I knew its source.  This older hummingbird had buzzed me, and quickly disappeared.  I grabbed my camera, but he’s fast, darting away with any movement.  Having just returned to the feeders he’s playing the game well, and acts as though he is intruding on someone’s territory.

The hummingbirds that I wrote about last spring have yet to return to the park, or at least are not allowing their presence to be seen.  Patience wears thin, and my human willfulness and perceived control over my environment speak loudly within my life.  Aren’t we so powerful, with our artificial lighting and heated interiors.

What could we be missing, in our attempt to override our natural cycles?  We live so detached from nature.  What could we be missing?  Wings of thunder roar within my ears, snapping me out of my duty-filled trance.  I find myself awakened to the moment.

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It’s been a week since my last visit to the park.   After returning home I brought the dogs for a quick walk on this cold May evening.  On arrival I was surprised, but not, to see my hummingbird friend near the parking section of the park. 

After exchanging hello’s and “you look great” comments, I asked for today’s message.  “Patience”, he said.  “Patience for what?” was my reply, then I laughed at the ironic nature of my question.  He did one more flutter of wings, and then took off to another side of the hill then straight down to the lower level. 

I continued on my walk, and made a call during my brisk walk.  I was still talking as I returned to the upper deck.  We talked of hummingbirds earlier in our conversation, she stated that they know when I’m visiting, that the hummingbirds perform some unusual flight patterns on those days.  I shared with my friend the message of the day, and as I walked up to the hummingbird I asked my friend to focus on the energy, to which she replied, “it’s affecting my heart, in a good way”.  I agreed.  The hummingbird was giving me a healing, and I could feel the energy surrounding me.  I described the colors, and the warmth, the joy and love radianting toward me.  Then the remaining message became clear:  “Be patient.  You have to slow down if you want to receive.”  Oh.  Darn it, that was a good message. 

I look forward to tomorrow’s walk.