Coffee in the sun room in the morning is quite a normal event and the entertainment outside our window is a host of birds which frequent the feeders in our yard. Once in a while one of the birds will misjudge and fly into the window. Today was one of those morning and a juvenile cardinal hit the window hard.
We often find ourselves going out to their rescue and usually after a few moments of holding them in our hands, they will come out of their startled state and flit off.
This morning this little guy was not so eager to get going again. His wings were not broken and he was moving but he just seemed to want to stay in my hand.
When I realized he was not going anywhere I covered his head so he wouldn’t be startled and went back to the house to grab my phone so I could take his picture. He was quite content on the journey and even after we went back to the yard he was happy in my hand. I pet him and talked to him for a while and finally he decided to take a jump. He was a little wobbly and only made it a few feet to the bird bath.
I walked past the bath and offered him my finger because he still seemed a bit confused. He jumped on and we went for a little stroll around the garden and onto the patio. From there he could see the row of cedars which are most likely his home and off he went.
What a blessed way it was to begin my day.
One of the things I have been learning about in my work toward becoming a spiritual director is animal totems. Those of you who know me and know the struggle I have had the last few days writing an essay about the gifts I have which prepare me for this work and study may find this link to the animal totem of the cardinal particularly meaningful. I sent the essay right after my meeting with the bird but did not read the totem until now.
I am moved. This meeting with the cardinal was not by chance.