let it be me.

I've been wearing feathers in my hair a lot lately. When I lived in L.A. I found so many beautiful (pigeon) feathers all over the place and never really passed up the opportunity to pick them up. Once the wind began to hit them, placed firmly in my curls, I began to feel connected to the elements around me. As they have become my daily follicle accoutrement, I often am allowed to experience the feeling of the wind in my "wings" as I cruise on my bike to work.

I wonder what it's like to fly.

I believe that birds are amongst the luckiest creatures because they know. They travel freely, sing each other love songs, hunt, die, and create. And people still wonder why I love them so?


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