Monday, September 19, 2011

First Flight

Ever since I was a child, I have often dreamt of flying. Not the flying in an airplane kind of thing, but the arm flapping, soaring like the wind flying. It’s always exhilarating and the rush I feel when I wake-up follows me throughout the day. Sometimes I don’t remember dreaming, but I know, I feel it, “Must have been flying again!”

Years ago I was always hesitant of the first step into the unknown. The longer I waited, the more difficult it would be. It was like my flying dreams, I knew I wanted to believe I could, but it was almost paralyzing. I learned to trust my self, my instincts⎯I learned to believe. Ever since then I have taken many “first” flights. You know the feeling, something you want to do but are afraid to do. It can literally take your breath away. You feel as though you are stepping off a cliff into the unknown. You are supposed to feel that way⎯attaching wings and learning to fly is not easy. Let the momentum of your belief in yourself catch in your wings so you may soar to new heights! Close your eyes and take the first step, you will be glad you did.

Now that I am back from my summer break, I thought I would share a moment of my summer with you. One of my favorite things to do is have an early morning cup of something hot to drink and sit out on my front porch. After months of watching the comings and goings of my annual Chickadee family, I was allowed to watch “my” babies leave their nest. The following video captured the last babe to leave. The other two had left the day before, but this one did not want to have anything to do with it. The mamma Chickadee had to coax this one out. So here’s to your first flight, whatever it may be. Gotta fly…

Photo courtesy of yapsnaps
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