bravery, before the bloom
birds fly it's not just that they're brave enough to bare their tender beating hearts chest-first into wild winds blowing in the open skies no, bravery is inherent to who they are it is actually that lightness of heart that permits flight in fact, demands it as the fullest expression of beings with wings it allows them to meet the winds perfectly, feathers sailing through molecules of blue air, old air, new air birds are never alone they are always going to or from their flocks their friends their foe/s the only times they sail solo wings spread wide, in honor of this gift of flight a freedom, a delight birds are never silent they are always squawking or squealing, or chirping calling to each other with community news and gossip, discussing the state of the winds, and deciding: what should we do next? As MB reminded me often in our coaching sessions: "follow the breadcrumbs" They reminded me of Baba Yaga's wisdom, and t...