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Bad! Kitty Art Studio Quote for the Day!

Saluton - Esperanto for Hello

I awoke thinking about life.

Not just my life, but life in general.

I am thinking about the essential spirit,

the very essence of life, the life finding a way.

What was I before I was born from my mother?

I was in the "void"...Waiting to become?

Like this butterfly, my very essence waiting for my wings

to dry, so I could fly away to

become my current form.

While I was in the void, did I know I was there?

Was there any consciousness "there"?

Before I emergerged from the underwater world of my mother's womb, before I grew into my human body, I had a tail, I swam like a tadpole, inside my soft eggshell of human being.

When the butterfly emerges from the cocoon, it's not thinking about flying first.

First it must extend it's wings, letting the

fluid become solid matter,

it's safe, small, wet world traded

for one of light, air and freedom.

As the butterfly takes wing...As it

does the very thing that it was created to do,

only then does the butterfly realize of the dangers

of being alive, in plain sight and in flight.

Being Human...Recently I feel like I must have sprung forth from my cocoon in the same fashion.

I came fully formed this time...Like the baby crocodile,

with a full set of teeth.

I feel as though I spent my past life...In a past life.

My field of Birth, the pastures of my youth, the hills and valley's of my years spent here, in this reality...

were merely the unfolding of my wings,

to prepare me for my first flight...

in the open...

in plain sight...

aware of the world seeing my

beautiful wings

my wobbly, zig-zag flight patterns,

and bold colors.

inviting

Predators.

being seen.

See me.

I fly...

because life is magic

it finds a way

no matter the complication

obstacle

lifetime allotment

of time itself

to be alive,

it finds a way...

I will not think of the open air

as my enemy

or my time in this world

as limited or wasted.

I will count the moments of this life

like the butterfly

and concentrate

be aware of only

my time in the air.

I am free today to fly here

or there...And unlike the butterfly

I now fly

packing

a

concealed

weapon and tool.

Teeth.

Determination,

concentration,

dedication,

ethics

and

conviction.

I have teeth to hang on...

now I can bite back...

if I need too

and hang on...

if I want to

or

open my mouth

let go...

unfurl my wings

become more

vulnerable

as I plummet

towards my future

trusting the air

trusting my wings

trusting the laws of

science

magic

spirit

to send

the breeze along

to carry me

home

again.

Because life finds a way.

Life is magic.

Life is faith.

Life is.

I am life.

I am what happens

after the air

dries

and the pain of was fluid

becoming solid.

I am out of my cocoon,

and the Universe

created

magic in the void

to create the science of me.

The Nature, the essence of me

and a reason for being

alive...

given the gift of wings

in the first place.

I'll not squander another

eternal

moment

counting my wounds

or

wanting more

than what's

already mine.

I'm just going to fly,

coming down is the hardest thing.

Yours on the wing today,

Heather

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