10/05/2016
I had a parakeet named Blueberry when I was 5 and 6. He used to ruffle up all his feathers and you could see down through to the bony underneath if you were observent and he trusted you enough to be close. He seemed so vulnerable to me while maybe intending to appear bigger and bolder. I enjoyed this display and thought his bed head look was endearing.
I have a couple of good friends moving away from Yokota very, very soon. It's left me feeling a bit unsettled like my feathers are all ruffled up. And I'm not even the one moving. I think of my friends as big and bold, brave yet feeling all the emotions as they sweep like a shiver up and through. Their "bedhead" is charming and reminds me why they're my friends and how we're all in it- this life- together.
Today, as always in class, we moved with the breath and let the breath move us. Each breath is a new moment and change is inevitable. We can trust that no one minds how ruffled our feathers might currently look or feel because they've got feathers too. If you let people in close enough they might see your vulnerabilities and likely love you more for this chance. So lets shake our tail feathers and dance!... (Sigh, rhyming, a side effect of having a toddler). This quote is my favorite reminder to trust in the inevitable.
"I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you're going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you." - C. Joy Bell C.
I will miss you guys! ❤️❤️❤️