09/23/2024
Years ago, I found a wild Kingfisher nearly dead in my garden. I nursed it back to health and then set it free. The next morning, its family flew by me in gratitude.
A few years later, I woke up to find one of the next generation of Kingfishers, a parent of the original bird, waiting for me on the terrace. Its wing looked broken. I carefully picked it up and examined it. The bird did not flinch and looked deeply into my eyes. A thorn had gotten stuck in its wing. I removed it and set the bird free. Since then, it flies past my window at the same time every day, calling out to me.
Recently, a baby Kingfisher perched on a tree and stared at me. It then flew directly to my hand and sat there for several minutes before flying away.
These moments of intuition, compassion, and good intent are pure, unspoken expressions of love. They create an unending energy that passes silently and goes beyond what we can imagine.