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All things flight

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Oh the textures, sounds, and awe of the day are often beyond my little hobbit’s mind and heart. A weary start to the morning lifted when an instrumental version of “Let it Be” began to play as I backed out of the garage. Instantly my spirit soared outside the work weary body and took flight. Bathed in grace, like a walk in shower or when as a child, I would go running full speed and crash into the waves at the Gulf  as my mother yelled at me to stop. Yeah. Like that was gonna happen!

Squeezed by demands at work I took a much needed break and headed to the convenience store for a soda. At the light another shower of grace. As I sat singing “Let it Be” a dragonfly made its way across the intersection… moving with the traffic mind you. Amazed that I could even see such a small creature in the morning sun I watched his bumpy flight and sighed in awe. So small. So fragile. Concepts unknown to the dragonfly.

At lunch I took a quick drive and stopped for a breather. There butterflies, the big dark blue and black ones greeted me. They would fly and rest and then make their way across the field out of sight. Again, fragility and longevity are concepts they know not. They just fly.

A raven greeted me and I bowed with a tear of gratitude.

Home, at last. Only to discover the little fledgling in the picture had found his/her way into my garage. He was startled and banging against the walls and window. He was not going out the big opening to freedom. I left him alone to calm. When I returned no luck. He was still there. I tried to coax him out only to induce another frantic flying everywhere but out. I sat on the back door stoop and sang “Let it Be” as I watched him. Then I heard mama chirping and calling. Carefully standing, I could see her in the bush outside the garage. He wasn’t going anywhere. Again, I left him alone for a bit. When I returned he was still quietly chirping but not moving. I sat and sang again, this time not moving. Without warning he dropped his head a bit and flew as straight as an arrow out the garage door opening towards the sound of mama’s chirps. Garage door shut.

In the house I heard the blue jays creating a ruckus. They are my early warning system. I walked out onto the deck and out of the tree flew the hawk. The blue jays quieted. The squirrels and doves returned.

All creatures safe and sound, I downloaded eight versions of “Let it Be” – instrumental and vocals. Each one flows with different energy and textures. Each one takes flight in its own essence.

And the whisper? Giggle, “Let it Be……..”

A bow with feathered and winged arms and hands….

Namaste

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