Hummingbirds are found only in the western hemisphere, so they are absent from the traditional fairy tales, legends, and myths of European and African Americans. There is, however, a rich supply of stories about these tiny birds in Native American mythology.
Mayan legend says that the Hummingbird is actually the sun in disguise who is trying to win the love of a beautiful woman – the moon.
Another Mayan legend says the first two hummingbirds were created from the left-over feather scraps from the making of other birds. The god who made the hummers was so pleased he had an elaborate wedding ceremony for them. First butterflies marked out a room, then flower petals fell on the ground to make a carpet; spiders spun webs to make a bridal pathway, then the sun sent down rays which caused the tiny groom to glow with dazzling reds and greens. The wedding guests noticed that whenever he turned away from the sun, he became drab again like the original gray feathers from which he was made.
An Apache legend tells of Wind Dancer, a young warrior, who was born deaf, but could sing magical, wordless songs that brought healing and good weather. He married Bright Rain, a beautiful, young woman whom he rescued when she was being attacked by a wolf.
Wind Dancer was killed during another errand of mercy. A bitter winter ensued, but it suddenly and mysteriously ended after Bright Rain started taking solitary walks.
Hopi Hummingbird Kachina Tribal elders learned Wind Dancer had come back to Bright Rain in the form of a hummingbird. He wore the same ceremonial costume and war paint he had worn as a man. In fields of spring flowers he would approach her and whisper his magical secrets in her ear. This brought her peace and joy.
So what does this have to do with my morning? Well, this morning my dog Monty (who loves to chase things…) discovered what I thought, at first was a dead baby bird. Upon further review – I discovered that it was a living baby hummingbird. Cool, except last summer, I also found another baby hummer – I did everything I could do to rescue it. The internet doesn’t have much info on rescuing a baby hummingbird except put it in an open container near where you found it and maybe the mother will come and feed.
Lo and behold, this is what happened – the mother came around and fed the baby… for the first day. On day 2, mom came around, sat nearby but never fed the baby. I am sure you can surmise the end of the story…
This was my first thought when I found the baby this morning.
I ran in the house and grabbed a little container to put the baby in (I was certainly hoping for a different result). I carefully picked up the baby and was just putting the baby into the little tupperware bowl, when it furiously flapped it’s little wings and flew away. WOW…
It appears that my little Wind Dancer was old enough to fly but maybe he just needed to whisper a few little magical secrets to me first… What a beautiful day!