Hummingbird Medicine and the Rewiring of the Heart

This is a personal healing story about grief, transformation, and the quiet guidance that reshaped my work as a healer. It is shared in devotion to the heart, and for those who find themselves in seasons of transition, loss, or becoming.

On 4/24/2020, I held a hummingbird in my left hand for five hours.

At that time, I had already spent two years on a healing journey—completing Reiki training, studying angel card reading, attending healing retreats, and trying to understand who I was and what I was meant to do in this world.

And yet…I was still lost.

When the hummingbird collapsed near me, my instinct was to help. I began using Reiki, trying to bring him back to life. I truly believed that healing meant restoring what was fading. I kept my palm open, breathing with him, offering everything I knew how to offer.

I had no idea what it actually meant.

Because in the end, I didn’t bring him back.

He brought me back.

As I held him, something in my heart shifted. When he finally passed, his beak was pointed directly toward my heart. In that moment, I felt it—without words, without logic.

He did something to my heart.I found myself again through his guidance.

What I thought was an attempt to save a life became the moment my own life was recalibrated. What I thought was loss was actually initiation. I wasn’t broken—I was being rewired.

After the hummingbird passed, I was guided to bury him under a big tree next to the creek. That was the first time death had happened so close to me, and I didn’t know how to facilitate it. Again, he taught me—how to create a ceremony, how to honor a passing, how to be present with death.

From this encounter, in the months that followed, I understood—without words—that my work would be rooted in helping others reconnect with the heart, find their inner nectar, and remember who they truly are.

At the end of 2020, I founded Goddess Intention LLC, and Inner Sensory Healing became one of its branches. I knew I needed a hummingbird tattoo to remember him and to remind myself—but something still didn’t feel complete.

Then in January 2021, while training in Sedona, right in the middle of the training, it suddenly landed.

Instead of the beak pointing to my heart…the beak was meant to point to my pointing finger.

It was my time to find the nectar in other people’s hearts—just like he found mine.

I honored that understanding with a hummingbird tattoo on my left arm, a reminder of devotion to this path.

Years passed.

I poured myself into healing work. I walked with clients through grief, transition, remembering, and rebirth. I started a nonprofit. I served, held space, built, and gave.

In January 2025, after a one-week visit to Peru, I decided to add a few flowers next to the hummingbird tattoo—plants I had dieted with in Peru. I felt like he might be tired after all these years of working through me, and I wanted to honor him before stepping into another year of weaving with hummingbird spirit.

A few months ago, I began feeling like something was missing.

I thought maybe it was time to embody another animal medicine. I thought about bees—because they pollinate flowers.

Then I read these words:

“Every time a hummingbird appears, someone near you is being offered a second chance at life.”

Hummingbirds aren’t just cute little birds — they are quantum surgeons for the human heart.They are the only birds that can hover, fly backward, and enter deep stillness all within the same breath. This is because they carry a tri-wave current — a physical expression of the eternal life pattern.

Every beat of their wings forms a scalar wave, an energetic recalibration to the heart field of Mother Earth. In the eternal flame records, hummingbirds are known as Shava / Shavarine — light weavers of remembrance.

They do not drink nectar just for energy. Through their tongues, they code the morphogenetic fields of flowers, reactivating memory portals seeded long before the fall of humanity.

Hummingbirds are drawn to unresolved grief, ancient love, and blocked timelines. They gently rewire your energy field, especially around heartbreak and identity loss.

They are little quantum heart surgeons in disguise.

So the next time a hummingbird hovers near you—pause.listen.

There are no accidents.

It is not there by chance — it is a living flame in feathered form, reminding you of a simple truth:

You are not broken.You are blooming.

It hit me again, almost six years later.

Hummingbird medicine is still working in my energy field.

And I decided to carry this medicine forward more intentionally—calling in the souls I am meant to work with under hummingbird medicine.

If you are in a season of transition, grief, or redefinition, please know this:

You are not broken.You are being gently prepared for your next becoming.

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Thank you for trusting me with your journey.It is an honor to walk beside you.

With warmth and gratitude,

Gina Anayana

If you are seeking healing support during grief, identity change, or emotional transition, you can learn more about my work at Inner Sensory Healing. https://www.innersensoryhealing.com/services