This is slightly off the subject of my posts, however, I love hummingbirds, and perhaps I manifested this connection.
Typing an e-mail on my laptop, while sitting in breakfast nook area of my kitchen, I heard a thud on the window. I knew instantly it must have been a bird. I looked up and saw to my right a male hummingbird hovering in front of my view, through the window. After we made eye contact, he darted off. I went outside to make sure he was, indeed, the poor being who crashed into the window. He was not. There on the deck lay a beautiful little creature on his back, wings spread and breathing ever so quickly. It was a male hummingbird. I picked him up as gently as possible and held him in my hands as tears filled my eyes.
What could I do to assist this small soul who may be dying in my hands? I called in Reiki immediately. This little wonder, with his feet curled up, rested his long little beak on my left thumb as I held him supported him in my left palm. I cupped my hand like a book, yet I didn't enclose him to allow the Reiki energy to flow through. I could feel some heat generating quite quickly and I peeked at him occasionally as he blinked his lashed eyes into a half-mast state. He was either enjoying the energy or he was going into shock of the whole ordeal. Being so tiny I can only imagine what he might be thinking as this huge being picks him up and elevates him. At least 10 minutes later, this feathered little creature slowly became more alert as he stretched his neck upward and checked his surroundings, here & there, past my fingertips,. His tiny tongue was sticking out about 1/8" and with my pinky finger, I gently tapped it to encourage him to move his beak to help him become more oriented. Eventually after becoming more alert he started to swallow hard a few times and pulled his tongue back while opening his beak several times, as if adjusting his little jaw in place. His little feet flattened out to support his body now and he stood up a little taller. His consciousness was more present and it was evident as he poked his delicate beak between the crease of my thumb and my palm several times, as he would do seeking nectar from a flower. After absolutely adoring this little being a little longer, his body lengthened as if a chord connected him again to the sky and he flew directly into my face, missing it by fractions of an inch and made a sharp left to the homemade nectar hanging nearby. He sat hunkered down for a while just drinking. Two other males flew by chasing each other, establishing territories and while this revived hummer continued to drink. Not more than a minute later one male came back and chased off this re-energized little guy and they both disappeared. I feel so blessed to have been a part of this little creature's healing and to have spent those precious 10 minutes or so with him in the palm of my hand. What a joy and such an honor!
