Soaring like the bird

Soaring like the bird


I was watching the sunset over Biscayne Bay from a high rise condo and saw a bird dash horizontally from the left to the right and I imagined myself flying on his back wishing I had those wings too. As the bird moved away from my view, I focused on the sun bursting its rays on the horizon and at that moment, I felt as if I had flown like the bird.

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Last week I left my corporate job at IBM. They wanted me to relocate to Texas which would have been OK, but it wasn’t the right move for me. I am helping my elderly parents move from a condo that is almost an hour away from where my sister lives to the same neighborhood. So I need to be here for them. At the same time, there are a lot of uncertain changes at IBM and I didn’t want to be stuck without a job later if I accepted the move.

So now there is a part of me that likes to soar like that bird without boundaries. But then I fear there would be no structure. I do allow myself to embrace the feeling of freedom though. I allow myself to trust and know that the process I am going through has to be completely with trust just as the bird knows it can dash over the horizon and land safely to its destination.