How many times haven't you had a house fly or some other flying bug buzzing against the inside of a window? You open the window and the insect still bangs and buzzes everywhere else against the window except where it's open.
I've gotten pretty good about talking wasps back out of my apartment when they've flown in. Yes, I talk to them. Or I pray. Basically, I'm trusting the unseen part of nature, the part that instinct relies on, to help me communicate with the critters around me. They sense my energy, my intention. I've experienced this time and again and today I had an experience that drove this point home for me.
If you've ever wondered why a fly casually walking on the window suddenly goes nuts all over it when you approach, here's the answer. I approached such a fly this morning, and opened the window for it. It immediately buzzed and bumped all over the part of the window farthest from me. And suddenly it hit me: The fly was panicking. It assumed I was some kind of threat to it, and it had suddenly gone all desperate, trying to find a way out that wasn't near me.
I stood there, trying to convey calm to it, unsuccessfully. It continued its panicked dance on the inside of my window. It wasn't until my thoughts drifted away from the fly's situation to my own (how long do I stand here holding the window open?) - i.e. my focus moved away from the fly - that the fly itself moved in my direction, this time far enough down to where there was an opening and out it flew.
Coincidence? If you like living in a world where nothing wonderful ever happens, then yes, it's just coincidence. Me, I acquired a new understanding of house fly behavior and the invisible forms of communication.