I spent some time
a while back in the healing environment of the
Optimum
Health
Institute near San Diego, California, eating raw fruits and vegetables
and sprouted seeds and grains while also attending seminars on holistic
living, which includes care not only of the body, but also of the mind and
spirit. The holistic health program which I underwent there alleviated some
medical conditions that had been haunting me for a long time; more about the
Institute in another article.
The grounds are unusually beautiful with the branches of exotic (to me)
carob and pepper trees and various palms spreading out over a brick
courtyard bounded by lodgings and buildings of obvious Spanish influence
with white stucco walls and romanesque windows. Bird of Paradise and Calla
Lilies bloom in profusion with morning glories and nasturtiums,
Bougainvillea and other flowering shrubs and plants too numerous to name.
Hummingbirds abound and have built tiny hanging nests in many of the trees.
I enjoyed walking through the courtyard and gardens several times daily
while staying there. Sometimes I came across the green, iridescent
"hummers." No matter how often I see these fairy-like creatures, I always
experience them as a gift of the gods. I never tire of seeing them; each one
renews, awakens the sleeping spirit like the the hand of a joyful god.
With their metallic emerald backs and roseate throats and whitish
underbellies, I believed they belong to the species said to be found most
commonly in Southern California, Calypte Anna or
Anna’s Hummingbird.
One
day I was feeling a little downcast as I walked along a footpath through the
gardens when a hummingbird suddenly appeared just a few inches from my face.
Startled, I still had the presence of mind to stop at once. The little
creature hovered in front of me, those diaphanous wings a blur of light,
then darted off. . .
. . .Coming back again just as quickly, hovering near my face again. I
could have touched it; my heart leapt up. It hovered for a while then
darting away, stuck its bill and a bit of its head into a Hibiscus trumpet.
. .Came out all covered with pollen and hovered near me again for several
seconds before flying off.
My heart always bubbles with joy in the presence of these seemingly
magical birds. They uplift my heart and pierce my consciousness with pure
delight; help me to enjoy this creation and appreciate being alive. Like so
many people, I find them very special creatures.
In many traditional cultures the hummingbird is a being of magic and
spiritual significance and is sometimes empowered as a totem animal. In some
of these societies the hummingbird is viewed as a symbol of resurrection,
but quite often the hummingbird is seen to open our hearts, fill it with joy
and teach us to laugh and sing and take delight in God’s creation. Indeed,
one species is called the Sun Angel in Native American lore, which considers
the "hummer" a joyful messenger.
However, this article is not about the fascinating world of hummingbirds
and their species, habits and lore or even the wonderful spiritual
significance of the bird in Native American and other traditional cultures
(See Editor’s Note at end of article for some great hummingbird sites.
Rather, it is about my own, spiritual fascination with the hummingbird.
You see, I believe that we are in fact all part of one great
consciousness, and that every part of that consciousness reflects all the
other parts; sort of like a giant hologram. In this view, which reflects the
essence of the spiritual thought and experience of many spiritual masters,
mystics and poets (especially the English Romantics) as well as the thinking
of certain modern physicists based on thoughtful studies of Quantum
Mechanics, we are all one. Separation betwen self and others, self and God,
self and all our complicated toys and stars is an illusion; yes, even
parents and teenagers.
One of the main axioms of Quantum theory states that light is both a wave
and a particle, suggesting to some scientists that light partakes of both
matter and consciousness. In this regard it is interesting to note that
sometimes the spiritual thought from previous human epochs presages some of
modern science’s deepest insights into the nature of reality.
For example, I have always found the following passage written thousands
of years ago in the Indian epic, the Mahabharata, very enlightening,
especially from the point of view of Quantum theory:
From the slowness of our eye
And the quickness of God's hand
We believe in the world.
Thus it suddenly occurred to me in a flash of intuition on a morning walk
through the Institute's glorious flower garden as a hummingbird hovered
inches from my face that we are each expressions of the other’s
consciousness.
I experienced this through actual feeling and awareness, rather than from
background reading, this unity of self and creation as expressed in the
irrepressible antics of an emerald-backed, iridescent hummingbird.
I suppose all of the foregoing can really be considered notes to the
following poem which I wrote during the time I spent at Institute. I would
like to dedicate it to the late Rachel Solomon, the visionary founder of the
Optimum Health Institute and also to one of the co-founders, Pamela Nees.
With a smile of remembrance, I also dedicate this poem to my late
mother-in-law, Donna Dickinson Watson, who loved hummingbirds with a simple
love that was perhaps unmindful that they reflected her own beauty and
grace.
Hummingbird Summer
Stolen my heart in a hummingbird summer
Of Spanish courtyards and Olive trees
Bird of Paradise and Calla Lily,
Purple trailings of Morning Glory
And grace of palms in a peaceful sky;
Hummingbirds bloom in every blossom’s breath
Flickering of gold dust shook from tiny heads;
Fairy magicians
Glistening the morning light,
A sleight of hazy wings,
A sudden quickening of the heart's delight.
That summer so much too beautiful to bear;
Flying, dancing, humming, being,
Quickening in the cathedral light;
And soaring on some liquor divine,
Divinely mad!
A fool with wings!
The anointed messenger of the gods of play;
For now is the time
Stopped and still in the golden air
I see myself shining everywhere;
Still dancing with those sun angels,
Locked in that emerald embrace
My heart stood still before.
--Thomas Martin, June 2, 2002

Editor’s Notes: The fascination of humans with hummingbirds shows
clearly on the Internet with over 454,000 documents appearing in a recent
search on Google using just the search word, “hummingbird.”
Here are some of the sites that I enjoy and have found informative:
Hummingbirds.Net which has a great section on identifying the various
species of "hummers."
The Hummingbird Society
Hummingbird.Net
The Hummingbird Website
Copyright 2002, Thomas James Martin, all rights reserved.