A feather on the beach reminds me that birds use their feathers until they are all used up. They don’t sit around saving their feathers for perfect conditions. They fly, soar, and glide on the air. They beat their wings against the air, propelling their bodies higher and higher and higher. I discovered this feather on one of my meditative walks on Vilano Beach. I was looking for shells and discovered this well-used feather. I think the universe was telling me to use my talents, gifts, intellect, and body fully, to use my everything, and to use it now. I don’t want to save it for tomorrow or next year. I want to use it up for a life well lived. I want to use all my feathers and look back on my life knowing I really did FLY.
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