Yesterday morning I was about to step out into my garden when I noticed a yellow humming bird flying around a flowering plant at the right balustrade. I held my steps and stood very still watching it sucked nectar from one flower before flipping on to the next flower. I like to watch humming birds hanging delicately on the stalks with their long thin beaks reaching into the flowers. They are however very sensitive to movement and the moment you try to step a bit nearer to take a photo they promptly fly away.
There is something unusual about this bird though. I was watching it from a distance at the doorstep, afraid once I stepped into the garden it would fly away. Having enough of the nectar, instead of flying away or onto another flowering plant, it flew towards the doorway where I was standing and did a flapping dance in mid air right before my very eyes about 2 feet from me. I watched its tiny wings fluttering in quick movements which lasted quite awhile. I smiled at it and was overwhelmed with emotions. We connected. It felt like one of my deceased relatives was reaching out to me.
Later in the day it occurred to me that yesterday happened to fall on the first day of the seventh lunar month. The Taoists and certain Buddhiss believe that during this month the spirits of the deceased are free to roam the earth.
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