Motion and Stillness

By Nita Walker

In 1985, during the most traumatic event of my life, I miraculously found stillness in the turbulence of the surrounding violence I was being subjected to. When life is hanging in a space of unknown outcome, the space seems so scary as if at any moment , the mountain climber may fall off the cliff she is clinging to. Hope can either be lost or found and yet consciousness seems irrelevant. The immediacy of the single moment in time is all that is left…and even it can be illusive.

As I felt my life would be taken, an acceptance of whatever would be, mingled with a sacred stillness and letting go of life itself took me to what felt like the gateway to death.

What followed? A look into an ocean, of no waves, complete calm. Without thought or action on my part, the oxygen angel visited me and I could breathe again.

From this experience, I have learned and continue to learn. Loss is relative…

I lost my driver’s license recently, probably when pulling gloves out of my coat pocket where I had put my license. This was a mere inconvenience…and I named it so.

When we are moving through our daily lives, we make mistakes, lose or misplace things, multitask to our detriment and often forget to slow down, as WE slow down. Learning to trust stillness of being while in motion takes practice.

And now, here's a poem I wrote several years ago:

Sermon from a Hummingbird by Nita Walker

Go to the very NECTAR of life’s flowers to obtain your sustenance

Hover as long as you need to nourish yourself

Simultaneously keep your wheels in motion…yet overall, create stillness

Make music as you upstroke and downstroke your wings

I hum softly and consciously throughout each day!

Fly forward, or sideways, upside down, or backwards as best fits your intent

Remember that great beauties often come in tiny offerings

Live in remarkable fashion, remembering you are each moment, a miracle!

Participants’ Reflections:

  • I want to say how much I enjoyed your poem. It was beautifully written. I loved the imagery and the humor and the message. Thank you for sharing that.

  • What a wonderful share. The whole idea of that hummingbird flitting around. It reminds me that if we are not present in the moment—the hummingbird is like the fleetingness of life. I remember that song by Seals and Croft Don’t Fly Away. Just being present in the moment. Being present with ourselves. I’ve spent so much time out of my body, in my head. It’s important, especially now, to be in the present moment. I’ve been playing meditation music. It’s helping me to stay calm. What a wonderful presentation this morning. Thank you for sharing your poetry and your insights into life.

  • Thank you for your reading and poem. I love the term ‘oxygen angel.’ It brought me back to a memory before cell phones. I was driving at midnight on the highway and it felt like something was wrong with my tire. I still remember to this day that I saw a little angel on my left shoulder who flew with me all the way home. I now call her the ‘safety angel.’ For a couple of days afterwards, there were sparkles in the woods. I knew it was the angel. I believe animals are angels. When someone is needing it, I’ve asked for medicinal angels. About fifteen feet from my apartment is a huge pine, that’s my tree angel. Thank you.

  • I agree with the earlier comments. I was sitting here with the breath versus death and the letting go. You had acceptance even as you couldn’t breathe, and the oxygen angel brought you air and you were able to breathe again. Breath after breath. Breath after that was more treasured. It’s automatic for us to breathe and yet that experience made just breathing incredibly precious. Duri