There are many teachings among the Native Americans, as well as many other indigenous peoples around the world, about watching your surroundings because they are always talking to you. I think they generally meant things like if a hawk flies overhead or a coyote crosses your path. But this is 2009 and I suspect that it might translate into more than just wildlife.
Here we have a bunch of geese who are in the wrong place at the wrong time. (What was homeland security thinking? Don't they have rules about geese in the restricted air space?) Anyway, here is this U.S. Airways plane, says U.S. right on it. It is in really big trouble and the engines are shooting out flames and there is no power. We are going through a potential crash here in the U.S. and really the whole world. Our engines are on fire and there must be fast perfect decisions but this is the sign that they can land us all safely. There are buildings with people in them everywhere and any kind of a hit on a building, well, we have already seen what happens with that in New York.
But then a
miracle occurs. Through the deft guidance of a pilot who is not asleep at the wheel, the plane banks to the left and flies perfectly into the Hudson River. It doesn't flip over and it doesn't go in nose first and sink. It just floats perfectly on the river and the people all get out and stand on the wing where the wonderful New Yorkers come by ferry and tour boat and Coast Guard and every last person is saved. Could Captain Sullenberger receive a medal, by the way? 
A pilot named Sully and a pilot named Barack. That is the meaning I am taking from this and am greatly cheered. The willingness to take on the responsibility for so much damage in both men's situations, think clearly and use great skill and intelligence to turn the crisis into a miracle. May God help Barack Obama lead us in a good way out of this terrible mess.
We will be the ferrys and the boats and the coast guard. We will work for the Captain.
