I watch TV sometimes and I must say wildlife is one thing that gets me glued to the screen apart from Anime.
I was watching birds and listening as they talked about all kinds, from little humming birds to albatrosses. I enjoyed listening to their different calls and most especially their manoeuvres during flight but there was something I realized, and it was that for any bird to soar, it needed to spread its wings.
The bigger the bird; the lengthier the wings, and the higher it soared (except for an ostrich lol). And the most majestic ones soar from many feet above the sky, spreading their wings like curtains across the vastness of earth.
I wondered how much I needed to stretch in life so I could soar and how much learning was necessary for me to embody all the will to keep growing. I thought long and hard then I realized it was an individualized thing.
You have to determine what success and growth means to you and decide to chase and attract it relentlessly. It may never end so be sure to enjoy the process so you can appreciate the product.
As birds come in different shapes and sizes know that we are all different; realize different goals, and meanings but never forget, we all play a part.
The earth and the vast cloudy skies are enough for all of us to fly, soar, manoeuvre and exist.
I love commuting by train and as always I'd have my headphones on while I allowed my eyes and mind wander.
I watched men and women holding on as the train shoved them from left to right like meat on hooks in an abattoir, all standing in shoes of different colours and sizes that tell tales in form of dirt and grime to the meticulous observer; and as I watched I couldn't help but notice one very clean pair.
It belonged to the lady in a wheel chair; and then I wondered what she would give to have them filled with history in form of dirt and grime just like the rest of the people around her. I kept looking down at them as my thoughts and mind spiraled. Then I felt eyes on me, the kind that made the hair on my back brittle and then I looked up to meet her gaze; her eyes glimmering with life and a smile that told tales of happiness beyond the borders of my thoughts that my curiosity wanted to drink from. My thoughts about her situation melted away and it dawned on me that I had created images of a life she wasn't part of from my own perspective.
How often do we judge others, create inferences, shun positivity in our lives, fail at and stop short of the truth based on imagined interjections we create?
I suppose its human nature to create some reasoning out of the supposed unreasonable, as an effort in trying to understand.
So give yourself a chance to experience before creating situations that hinder you from living. Create memories that outlast your mortality; blessings abound..