A Visitation

A
V I S I T A T I O N
A Visitation

I’ve learned, over time — with hornets and other winged insects that they look for and follow the Light. Trap one in a room with windows and they will track the sun and continue to beat against the glass, trying to get to the Light.

There’s a lesson there, surely.

A Visitation

Even though the Light might seem like it’s just there, you might have to find another route, less so, the obvious.

A Visitation

To get them out, I literally “blow” them along the glass, exhaling and “whispering” them along — their beating — to the next window, then out the open glass.

A Visitation
A Visitation
A Visitation

Not so the hummingbird — who, visiting me, panicked against the glass, till falling, exhausted on the glass windowed footing of the island studio.

Raise your finger, a small twig to a bird’s breast and they will grasp it with their talons — once they overcome the fear of your “scale” and out-of-proportion movement.

Size does matter.

A Visitation

This hummingbird was tired enough that finally, I picked her up — in a meditative celebration of the fabulous design of such small miracles — the wonder of small things, I could feel her tiny heart beating.

A Visitation
Finally, I carried her out — and away she went.
A Visitation
Off into the Light.

A Visitation

The delicacy of
the small
is a truly marvel-making
wonderment — “how small, how beautiful, how is it possible?”

A gift for the experiencer.

Onwards, to the Light of these answers.

Tim | GIRVIN | Decatur Island Studios
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