ON MY PROCESS OF HEALING AND CHANGE…
One windy morning, stuck in traffic, I see a bird. The bird attempts to fly but the wind is blowing in the opposite direction so the bird remains suspended in the same spot flapping its wings but going nowhere. I imagine that there is a chain locked around the bird’s neck, the chain attached to an anvil in the dirt, that is restricting this bird from soaring, that is stopping the bird from reaching the heights it could reach without the chain.
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