Familiar

"...get yourself a therapist, coach, astrologer, or friend (or all!) delve deep into your life until the sting is out of the story. You’ll need to tell and re-tell your story until you can see it as one drama within the larger story of your life. Consider what lessons or insights can be gained and be open to the idea of how this experience can generate new possibilities for you." - Healing Pluto's Wounds, Elizabeth Spring

"I've been listening to you," the Anna was quiet in her approach but not unpleasant or surprising being such a morsel of a presence.

"That's something. We humans get so caught up in our own nattering it's quite something to hear that. Just how much have you heard?" Sophie was out in the orchard, thinking it might be time to turn her garden bed. Last year's herbs had wintered over without so much as a shrivel to the oregano. The seasons were definitely changing and more than likely a hot summer was due them. Global warming.

"Too many too muches."

"What was that?"

"Too many too muches. Your kin, have taken too much for too many terms. You are thinking it is global warming. But more simply it is too many too muches." The zipping movement of the bird was not easy to follow. She was fast that Anna and in between the forward and backward flight pattern Sophie wondered what the little bird was feeding on.

"The truth of it is I am feeding on you Sophie Lei Maku'e. I feed on your thoughts which are, in the main, as sweet as summer nectar." The hummingbird left Sophie to consider the information. From her perch high in the fourth limb from the top of the Great Pine, the Anna watched the turning of the heavens. Clouds in layers of different textures, shapes and speed alternated in their shuttering affect of blue sky. Dark streaks of fast moving clouds left the white pillows of near stand-stills as company. She read the goings on and knew it would be best to wait before turning that garden bed over.

The iridescent green body lighted on the fence. "I've decided to wait on the garden."

"Good idea."

"Funny, but I have the distinct sensation that you had something to do with me waiting. If you have been feeding on my thoughts, is it possible you affect what I think as well?"

"Yes, let's start small and say I did observe a pattern in the winds and the clouds and THEY know what will happen with the weather. They are weather!" It was possible the sound that Sophie Lei Maku'e heard was a hummingbird's laughter something less than sneezing and more like popcorn popping (very small popcorn). The Anna continued, "If I am feeding on your thoughts and you are now tuned to our symbiotic arrangement it is exactly right that you should then become aware of what I am thinking."

"My god. The potential for this is r e a l l y something. If you and I have this thing going on, and, I am forgetting things here and there, is it possible you weren't kidding about all my forgettings being at a party somewhere. Somewhere known to you?"

"The possibilities for interstitial and inter-species community is not a far-fetched and fantasy riddled screenplay. The relationship has been an ongoing conversation since the first coral polyp gave birth in the deep dark night of Po. The Year of the Fire Monkey is cleverly unveiling the unraveling coil of silly thinking." Sophie Lei Maku'e was among the first to make space for utter transformation. Pluto was crossing her Ascendent and in place of who she once was, a truer more familiar self was emerging.

She, the old woman, started spinning in slow easy circles. "Where is that party? No, wait. Never mind, I've been there done that haven't I. No need lasso old ghosts."

The Anna made that small popcorn popping noise again. But since slow is not part of a Hummingbird's inventory, she made swift propelling angles with her beautiful feathers that lit like miniature fish scales in a heaven made of all kinds of space.

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