I was awake before sunrise. When the daylight came, the little animals came out to feed. The night has left them hungry. I saw two hummingbirds and a bumble bee. I made a bread offering to the little birds that no one pays attention to, the sparrows and chickadees. The whole flock showed up and gobbled down my little squares of bread. Not a single piece was left. I pulled a tarot card, the 9 of Cups Reversed, which is discontent. I can’t say that I’m feeling that this morning. I feel wonderful and I’m happy.

I suppose the offering to the hungry birds has become something of a grounding spell for me. You have to do it early in the morning because by mid-day, the flock is gone somewhere. Feeding the little birds is a way of reconnecting with the natural world, to smell the morning air and feel the light. My mind opens up when I interact with forms of life that are different from my own. I always feel stronger and more awake after I’ve fed them.