Little Wing

Birds falling from Trees
Is a metaphor really for life
How we are all just dropped out of the ether to live
Some with better starting points than others. Some with better mama birds. Others without protection at all. I have always been fascinated with the idea that on some level we are connected by the fact we are human beings but at the same time for that reason alone we remain disconnected. I use to meditate daily and this opened up worlds and inner parts of myself I never knew possible. I say use to because now it is a thing with me a practice but it isn't everything. God alone as Parmahansa Yoganada wrote ️yes when I'm falling I remember that and I'm falling all the time. I had a blog on here with some friends called bornlosers and it was a sort of an inside joke. I reread some of my entries and its funny because on some ways I'm NOT that girl at all anymore and in others shades of her still exists in me. Time it leaves its own watermarks some to be wiped away others to be gently admired.