I felt true peace for the first time when I went to Cuba in 2015. I remember sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch of Casa Vera in Havana. It was then that I realized that I had never in my life felt at peace until that very moment. Suddenly, a hummingbird flew right next to me, at eye level. We made eye contact and I felt a connection to the hummingbird, to nature, and to my body. It lingered for a while and when it flew away, I felt like the universe sent me the cute hummingbird to tell me that I was going to be okay. So I bought this wooden bird as a souvenir and I have been carrying it around from place to place. (I’ve moved so many times). I tried being cautious but the same wing kept falling off. I’m more stable now so it finally has a safe place in my home, in my bedroom, on my bookshelf. I’m so used to it being broken that I might not glue the wing back on.