The act of “finding wings” is of course,
A life long journey in and of itself –
We cannot wait for inspiration to strike
Or circumstances to improve –
The time to “take wing” is always
And ever, right now.
We each have to find
Our own wing cadence.
The pattern within
That invisible force
Right at our back
On each side of our arms
Waiting to fill out and lift us.
We can practice knowing
That the force of life is there.
We can pretend that we feel it
Even when we don’t.
Especially when we don’t.
Imagine that the whole
“has your back”
That you don’t have to
Rely on your strength only.
That expecting miracles
Is your spiritual practice.
What is it you are flying toward?
Do you see your dream up ahead?
What comes first?
The dream or the wing?
Today I am going to do something wonderful, teach a painting class for women in the Deaf community - I am so excited to share this painting work in this magical way, it is called Vibrant Woman and I hope to do more!!!
I don’t have much time to write today so I am sharing a poem I wrote about 11 years ago – Finding Wings.
On Monday I launch a new course, My Butterfly, if you want to build your own wordpress website…or blog.
It is early and the kitty is kneeding my furry blanket, making bisquets so to speak, and I am going to make some of my special coffee!!
sending a virtual hug and a toast from my mug…