~
A hummingbird stopped me
Fluttering wings whirring in my path
It turned and looked me in the eye as if to say,
“You have fed me all these years, and now you stop?”
My soul stops me in the same way
Fluttering wings whirring within me
Opening me to the truth of my neglect
I replaced the hummingbird feeder today
And today I return to feeding my soul
That is the way the world works
Neglect of another mirrors neglect of self
Tend to yourself, and tend to the world
Both must be fed
~
aholdingplace 
This is particularly beautiful.
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