Thanks, Carol. Your story is very sweet. I had a similar experience once, only it was the middle of the night and somehow the sparrow had found it’s way into our 1/2 bath. (Think closet.) I had gotten up to go the bathroom when I heard and felt these small wings beating around me. The only light was moonlight through the window. Somehow, I had the presence to use a towel (what was available in the moment?) and cover the little creature. I walked him/her out into the moonlight and released him into the cool air of my back yard. The whole experience felt like a mysterious blessing, somehow. Had I encountered the little bird in my living room before going to work, I’m sure my reaction would have been more like yours. I think setting and timing sometimes make all the difference in how we react. Your ability to use your experience as a lesson in tenderness and compassion is very inspiring. Peace.