Expecting To Fly

There you stood on the edge of your feather, expecting to fly …

~ Neil Young

As I wait with great anticipation for the next grand phase of life to fully fledge, I am drawn inexplicably to large windows overlooking the vast Pacific. Almost as if pulled along by some gossamer thread – then standing, stock-still, gazing down at a small cluster of yellow and green:


I’ve heard these babies screaming in their nest to the east, but this morning, they have clearly moved on. Gripping tightly to the Texas ranger’s brittle limbs, they gather close – huddle in tight as Easter peeps in cellophane. One tucks its head back into the warmth of a downy soft wing while two siblings remain facing forward. The wind is fierce today, sweeping the bodies of small saplings into uttanasana. Why Mother Nature telegraphs “fly” to these tiny creatures in such circumstances remains one of life’s great mysteries. Yet even as my mind ponders miracles, here comes the mother bird – feathers ruffling in the gusts – prodding her offspring with an insistent beak to get on with it, while tucking the odd morsel into waiting mouths.

Perhaps it is with all beings, not solely us humans, to flock to the safety of the familiar. 

I marvel at the wisdom of creatures – the inherent intelligence that inspires each purposeful movement. If humans were nearly as frugal – conserving our energies for only what is essential – we would all live well and happily into our hundreds.

But it is a useless fascination – we are each and all endowed with the drive to break through self imposed limitations – unique motivations in this Universal dance of life.

10 thoughts on “Expecting To Fly

  1. This is a fantastic post, what extraordinary images and true true true. i have always said Fear is your Only Enemy! Though I seldom practice what I preach.. this was awesome! c

    1. Haha, Celia, yes – easy to give advice we don’t always follow. Still, we’re all learning. And spoken often enough, I’m convinced our noble ideas are incorporated back into what surely must be our basic nature.

      Thanks for your compliments, dearie 😉

  2. Bela, this post is brilliant. What great writing – conceptually and otherwise. Thank you for providing fine culture in the midst of Nature’s mystery.

    I’m on the edge of my nest – feeling the effects of being surrounded by 5th dimension energy and wanting to be as open as possible. Where now? Let’s go.

    1. Amy, thanks so much for your kind words. Yes, let’s go! As if we ‘really’ have a choice – leaping empty-handed into the void seems to be my specialty! 😉 Take good care.

  3. Bela, I have scarsely seen a more ethereal fusion of words and images. Of positivity and possibility. I move away from the post with exhiliration and hope. Without your having used these words. This is what signifies to me a connection between the writer and reader at the highest level.

    God bless.


    1. Wow Shakti – thank you so much! I wrote the post late one evening right before sleep, pretty much right ‘off the top of my head.’
      I’ve gotten very positive response from it on Facebook as well, proving to me that sometimes what is always ‘there’ in my heart can prove as profound as another thing I’ve worked to craft, over time.
      Blessings to you!

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