The last thought I had before I went to sleep was my plan to greet sunrise the following morning. My alarm clock filled my bedroom with music, and I jumped out of bed as if it were my last time seeing sunrise. While sitting on my porch, I read a few pages of Marianne Williamson’s, “A Return to Love.”
Sometimes, before I meditate, I read, and it helps me to rid my mind of all the mind chatter. I know exactly when it’s time to stop reading because the energy I feel almost lifts me out of my chair or off the floor. The amazing connection I feel with everything is powerful!
With my reading light, I read some of the pages I had already highlighted with my marker until I felt awake. The words jumped off of the page and began nourishing the seeds that had already been planted in my heart. I read: “Something amazing happens when we surrender and just love. We melt into another world, a realm of power already within us. The world loves us when we choose to love the world.” Ding! Ding! This understanding elevated me, and it was time to stop reading and meditate.
In that place of sheer joy and unlimited space within all of us, I heard the sound of a bee; the sound became louder and louder. I sat still and decided that I would remain in that space where my body felt as light as a feather. I wasn’t afraid of being stung or anything; somehow, I knew I wouldn’t. Also, the communion with peace was far greater to me than possibly being stung by a bee.
Then, sunrise kissed my eyelids. The hues of orange and red filled my eyes, but there was something in front of me shading a part of the sunrise. Automatically, I opened my eyes, and there she was, a hummingbird fanning her wings at me. Her beak was almost touching my nose. I wished that I could have remained in that space to keep her close. She remained a few seconds in front of me, but as soon as I began evaluating what was happening, she disappeared into the sunrise that, now, began to blind me.
The feeling of gratitude filled every inch of my body. I smiled and smiled, and guess what, she returned. She fanned her wings up higher this time, hovering over me. In our stillness, I said to her, “Thank you for visiting me. We are One!” I said in a singing voice, “I love you.” A few seconds passed, and she darted off, again. I knew it would be my last time seeing her, at least for that day.
Marianne Williamson says, “Love is a win-mode, a successful and attractive vibration.” Hummingbird and I were attracted to each other on this day—in, through, and by love!
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