Of Hummingbirds And Rainbows
It was pouring rain with a deluge that passes for the Midwest version of a monsoon. Everything was soaked including my thoughts which were centered on taking care of a serious business matter first opportunity that arose. Standing in the back of a box truck, searching of an item, my thoughts were preoccupied.
Out of nowhere, nature sent a messenger buzzing my way. At warp speed, into the back of the truck flew a gorgeous creature. A hummingbird. Its appearance was similar to the one pictured above. I have no clue what species it may have been as I struggle keeping track of all species including my own.
But this little messenger, maybe the size of my palm, winged its way straight for me, flew along side, then steadied itself as it turned to face me. Almost like it intended to say hello for a second. And don't forget, a second in the life of a hummingbird is a lengthy bit of time. Once it said, hello, the hummingbird, turned and as quickly as it arrived, raced back out of the truck and into the downpour. It had done what it came to do.
In western society, it is commonplace to think of ourselves as above nature. Separate. Existing inside a different dimension. But that is a wrong conception. We are all one with nature. Our core is rooted in the Earth from which we originated, and someday, will return. Our past lays in the oceans and our future rest in the stars.
As thought to accent my point, on the way home tonight, I glanced in the rear mirror only to see huge rainbow that hung in the sky for several miles. Then like the hummingbird, it was suddenly gone. Both provided me with a much needed dose of reassurance.