“You, bird, will live in the trees and fly through the air, reaching the realm of the clouds, touching the clear skies of the heavens, and you will not fear falling.”
Poetic Translation of Popol Vuh (Mayan Creation Myth)
We found this little robin’s nest and eggshell right outside our back door. We’ve so loved it that it’s been on our “nature table” all spring and summer (aka the center of our kitchen table).
For me, this summer has felt like spring. Not outside, that’s for sure. But rather inside my heart space.
Spring. The season of new possibilities. Birth. Life outside the nest.
I am “outside the nest” now more than a few years ago when I was busy birthing babies. I am still drawn back to my usual “earth element” of hearth and home, barefoot in the grass and connecting to the earth. But right now, I find myself being called to taking flight.
To sweep down and “touch” a story in my heart without getting pulled into it. To fly alongside the flow of my thoughts, like a bird flying alongside a river, without getting tossed into the waters of deeply entrenched patterns of thinking. To explore the landscapes of possible paths before me, before our family, without committing to one and writing it in stone.
This is refreshing.
The air element encourages me to stay light. It gives me permission to change directions, taking on a new perspective very easily, moving through an array of emotions swiftly and effortlessly, and dabbling in new ways of thinking, being, relating and doing – like I’m trying on new new clothes and styles. It encourages me to see the big picture and take in the whole landscape rather than getting lost in the weeds.
I hear thoughts such as “Oh this is easy!” And “Try a new way. Here’s one!” And “Choose what is fun to do.” And…”No biggie.” And “I don’t need to get mired in this.”
I feel things like “soft” and “free” and “unbridled” and “light” and “quiet ” – the kind of quiet you hear standing on top of a mountain.
And like a bird, I don’t fear falling. The graces of gravity, the winds, the hand of the Divine lift me into the spaciousness of the heavens where I can soar, listening only to the wind, my breath, and my Heart.
I have no idea where these winds will take me. But I am enjoying the flight.
Blessings,
So beautiful!!!
You have no idea how much this post meant to my day. I needed to read just exactly this. In the midst of much turmoil I was able to think “Perspective. Calm. There *are* many possible paths.” I was able to look at my babies and *know* where my heart and mind need to be, and to be present in the moment with them, forgiving of myself. Tomorrow will be difficult, but I will try again to be forgiving of myself and others and not lose the perspective. I’ll be that bird flying alongside the river of my thoughts and (hopefully) not getting mired in the negative. This was lovely. Thank you so much!
Beautiful post.
Thanks, Dani! I always appreciate your comments.
Thank you for this beautifully inspiring post! I completely know what you mean, about it feeling like spring inside your heart space. I love that. Happy soaring.
Big hugs of gratitude, Gina
Hi Gina! Yes, soaring. Funny enough, though, I am also “swimming”…very much so in the second chakra right now. Lapping in the “water element.” Deep currents of emotion (yet very grounded. Strong root chakra), family, feminine. Air and water — both calling to me. Both in me very much so right now.
Hi there, my dear. I have a lot of blog-reading catching up to do, having been quite vagrant this summer, traveling here and there. And, your post has made me stop and pause. There is such wisdom here, my friend, and I will give myself the gift of lingering here. Thank you for a beautiful post!! Lots of love.
Angela!!! Oh girl, I have so just been honoring my body this summer…resting, playing. I have missed blogging and connecting with you! Thank you for reaching out! Love, Lisa