Hummingbird

Yesterday morning as I sat in meditation in my secret garden, a hummingbird came to me so closely I was startled, and I cried out. She hovered right in front and above me for the longest time, as if she wanted to tell me something. Then she went to a nearby branch of the tree, directly above my head, sitting peacefully in a very confident manner, as if continuing to engage in our spontaneous camaraderie. Then she was gone and I was less alone.