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A Hummingbird’s World
How might her world be so different than ours?
“The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.”
— Carl Sagan
on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam
suspended in a sunbeam
Whilst sipping coffee on the swing of my parents’ oasis of a backyard, I saw two hummingbirds sipping sugar water and couldn’t help but wonder this:
what does the world look like to a hummingbird?
We’re all innately selfish — yes, even you. Especially me, for I blog and feel I have something to say. Ha! Thanks for reading, by the way.
We walk through the world as if we alone are walking, perceiving, experiencing, gawking, wondering, dreaming, following, leading, and so on.
