I have been collecting feathers for years. I find them to be not only beautiful, but inspiring…transcendent.

Who hasn’t imagined what it would be like to be a bird in flight? 

When my ex and I split up four years ago, the girls and I moved to a tiny guest cottage on a farm. Right next to the cottage was a barn, and I loved to watch the barn swallows weave in and out of it.  They became symbols of freedom for me, gliding through the air at dusk.

I have written before about the hawk whose feathers brushed against my cheek while I rested my head on my father’s bed in the ICU. I knew it was him, somehow…letting me know he was ready to leave his broken body.

I placed a beautiful hawk feather with him in his casket, as a reminder that he would not remain there, in that box.

He was free to fly.

A hawk manages to be fierce yet delicate, powerful yet inconceivably light. Lately I have been so heavy…in mind and in heart. Though I do very much intend to remain (for quite some time, I hope), here in this earthly body of mine, I have longed for levity, for lightness of being. 

This necklace given to me for my birthday by Sarah and Shane is a perfect and simple reminder of the lightness I seek…of freedom from heavy things.

Slowly I elevate, gaining a new perspective…sometimes that’s all we need to begin to shift. 

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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all…

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

-Emily Dickinson

{Feather artwork by Golly Bard can be found here. I just purchased a couple of prints from her Easy shop today. So beautiful!}

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