THE BIRD, THE SEED AND THE FLOWER

From my first blink I heard their voices all around me saying.,“shes just a little bird”. yeah, nothing special just a bird like all the others. Well, I guess Im nothing special, just a little bird. A bird lonely, and at times lost and tired of flying. I want more than anything to just be still, but I continued to fly from tree to tree, trying to find a safe place to land and call my home, but no place felt right. Even when I was surrounded by all the other birds, my flock, we flew together but It never felt right. Always at the end of the line formation. No one hears me, only expect me to fall in line and blend. But nothing is more lonely then blending. One day without thinking I flew off on my own. By myself I was the loudest. By myself I was number 1. I flew wherever The wind took me.

I adapted but still no place felt right. From rainforest, to mountains, to desserts to cities from place to place,I was still out of place, so I kept flying. Most times I felt I had no control of the direction my wings took me.

One stormy day my wings took me high above the storm but the strong wind knocked me right out of the sky. I fell. Fell so far down into an unfamiliar place. I thought to myself, this is it for me. But the next day the sun rose and I saw that I had fell Into a Garden. It was so beautiful but it was strange. I just fallen out of the sky but nothing hurts. Everything looks and feels strange here but there was no pain. I lie there taking in my surrounding and I felt something that I’ve never felt before. I felt a calm from within, and I thought, if this is it for me at least I’m at peace, cuz for once in my life I am no longer flying and Im finally still. For once I don’t have to worry about my next home, or worry about not belonging. This just felt Right. How crazy! How can this chaos feel right. How can death feel so good.Why am I not broken and hurt?.

Today someone came into the garden and it was like He didn’t see me. He started to pour water by me, over me and everywhere around me. I was scared and confused. Didn’t he see me? A hurt bird?!! What is he doing?. As he kept watering every flower around me I felt the sun come out and it beamed on me, bringing an overwhelming burst of energy that is indescribable and amazing. I thought wow all it took for me to be happy was to die?!��I was confused but after days of him watering me I began to feel a change. My vision began to get clearer, the world looked a lot brighter and every place my eyes can touch was breath taking. Death has changed my way of looking at the world. I flew above all and had a birds eye view but ive never seen the beauty that was before me now. For once I felt unmovable, I felt rooted and tended to. Everyday he came out and watered me and with the sun I felt myself growing out of the ground. Rising toward the warmth of the sun, oh how I love the sun. I felt refreshed, strong and healed but for some reason I didn’t want to fly. I didn’t want to move. It felt good being still and having a home?. Could this be home?. It must be. My new home is a beautiful garden.

◦One day I saw a shadow of a beautiful flower. Most beautiful shadow of a flower ive ever seen, and ive flew to many places and have seen many beautiful sceneries. My view of the shadow grew higher and higher. I watched it when it sprouted its first leaf a week ago and now it has grew higher and fuller. I thought, I have to see the face of this beautiful shadow. It was the talk of the garden. I decided I have to see the flower that the shadow belongs to. I was determined to set eyes on this beauty, so I continuously scanned the garden daily from sun up to sun down . I looked as far as my vision would allow me but there was no match. A few weeks in and I decided I would keep trying, maybe there was something I missed. Morning came and there was the shadow again but no luck. One day as i was busy scanning and looking around again the thought hit me, I’ve been so consume with finding the beauty of the garden that I’ve not once checked if I was dead or healed?. I saw the sun was setting and I wanted to take one more look at the shadow before night fall. I took one more look before focusing my attention back on me. I sighed from disappointment that another day gone and I still havent found the Beautiful flower. Oh well, I have to get back to myself now. As I finally took a look at myself after weeks of resting and focusing on finding this flower, I was shocked at what I saw. I didn’t recognize myself. This can’t be!! right as the sun was going down I finally realize that what I’ve been looking for all these weeks was MY OWN SHADOW. I was that beautiful flower in the garden that I’ve been admiring. But How could this be? Did I die and grow as a flower?. I was overwhelmed with excitement and I couldn’t wait for the next day to see myself in a different light and from a different vision. As the sun came out to greet me the next day, I finally saw myself in the light. Wow was I beautiful. It finally dawned on me that I was never a bird. The voices I kept hearing through out my life said I was a bird so I believed I was. I was A seed. A Seed that Was carried by a bird. A bird that flew tree to tree, from place to place and had control of me. The storm although scary and unpredictable it helped put me right where I needed to start growing. It forced me to finally see the world through my own eyes. It wasn’t until I fell into a quiet place where I was forced to be by myself that I started to grow into who I truly was meant to be. I was a seed, carried by a bird from tree to tree, place to place always feeling out of place. Now here I was finally seeing myself through my own eyes and I can see that I have grown into a beautiful flower. A flower unmovable, rooted, tended to and I am happy to be home. I was that seed and I am now a beautiful Flower.

Life was that bird for me..It took me place to place and I had no control because I never knew who I truly was, only what people said I was.. It wasn’t until I was knocked down by the storm and left alone that I finally realized I had been living my life blindly through someone elses eyes. I didn’t start to really grow into who I was meant to be, who I wanted to be, until I was removed from it all, and silenced the noise of the outside world. I am no longer controlled by the labels I allow the world to make for me. I am a Beautiful flower and what I bring is something special that only I can bring... Don’t live your life being carried by other people’s vision of you. Create the life you want to live. You are beautiful, loved and one of a kind.