“The reason birds can fly and we can’t is simply that they have perfect faith, for to have faith is to have wings.”  -James Matthew Barrie

I have always had a thing for nature, but throughout my life I have always been surprised at the little miracles that have dropped into my life. Throughout my marriage I have raised three different nests of baby birds, helped a wounded red-tailed hawk we found in the desert, saved a baby robin from dying on a couple of occasions, and each time was always struck at the immense miracles birds are.  They are these little bodies of feathers, fluff & aerodynamics that help them carve through the wind, fly on an air stream, dive, soar—all at heights that at one time were unimaginable to man.

I am always amazed when I watch a bird fly, the way they float, allowing the wind to take their wings and send them higher and higher into the blue sky. There is this magic, this unmistakable gift birds have been given to be so high, to have faith in something bigger that allows them to drift into the high currents of the sky. They are able to have this knowing that their wings will carry them, that the sky is their home, that soaring high is their calling.

This makes me think of our personal callings–people are given gifts, talents and abilities that make them reach beyond their own limits, circumstances that  allow us to try to go higher on a personal level, to seek our ultimate potential.

Like birds, there are moments or times within our lives that we become wounded, put down, get involved in things that don’t help our spirit soar.

I have seen the sight of a wounded & broken bird unable to fly, it was heart breaking to know that this little spirit who was meant to fly, was for a time stopped from its purpose, was unable to fulfill its calling, was deterred by circumstance.

It truly is a beautiful metaphor for life, for the callings that we have been given, and when we get side-tracked, distracted, unsure, become indecisive, or complacent with the stirrings of our hearts, our inner knowings become dim, we begin to loose our ‘spirit wings.’

I just thought of that idea, ‘spirit wings’ –the ability to follow those things that make our spirit soar. When we get down on ourselves, loose a little faith in something greater than ourselves, follow things that take us away from our gifts, or we begin to do things that aren’t good for our spirit—we begin to loose our ability to fly.

‘Feelings’ are a good indicator of what makes your spirit soar. If you are listening within to what lights you up OR what brings you down, you will be able to follow your inner guidance, you will be able to follow those things that allow you to be who you are meant to be, to go beyond your personal limitations, to find the dreams that speak to your soul, to live the life you imagined and to be on purpose—to FLY.

“Hold fast to your dreams, for without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.”  -Langston Hughes

Fly. Peace to you today. –Heather