Like a bird sitting still waiting to ride the wind, waiting
to flutter its fluffy wings and fly through the infinite sky of possibilities.
Watching the sunset from a bird’s eye view, watching the spectrum of space open up to a bigger picture where I'm the observer looking into a crystal ball. The
trees gasp as the wind caresses their leafs, and I inhale and take a deep
breath. Between two lungs, love is inhaled and exhaled, and we breathe as one.
Salty embraces in the ocean of love, floating in the waves
of positive vibration. I can hear the waves now as I sit here in Mannheim.
Flashes of riding on a thunderbird through emotional landscapes come over me,
and the memory of feeling pure love and gratitude. I found the birds within us,
those that fly free, and inspired me to try.
It all started with birds. Lying on the bench in a park in
Bangalore, and watching the migratory birds enjoy their new destination. I want
to learn how to fly too. A book found me in a cave cluttered with books on a
dusty road in Bangalore city. It was Jonathan Seagull by Richard Bach. Synchronicity
was thick in the air. I felt alive, a breath of fresh air so exhilarating, you
want to just scream how much you love the universe. Every day was a new day,
and it felt fresh and invigorating, and it’s easy to feel completely alive in
the moment. It’s a sacred experience to have these moments in which you’re
completely present and at peace.
Soaking up the sun in a park in Mannheim, I made up my mind
that birds were going to symbolize love for me. Now I see love birds with their
wings spread out like a heart everywhere, but only when I consciously become
aware of its presence, and the presence of love within us and all around us.
I’m
in love!
