trust

i was in my backyard a few weeks ago. the sun was shining and it was
rather warm, even for january in texas. i was cleaning up the toys
left by my little ones when i heard a snap in the tree above me. i
looked up in time to see the flash of a bird standing on a branch as
it broke and fell, arcing down with the bird still holding on. there
was a frozen moment as the bird began its backwards dive, then his
small wings caught some air, slowed his descent, then furiously
reversed the fall into a graceful ascent. it was stunning. it was
magic.

that was trust. the bird had trusted the branch would hold, but it did
not. as a result, the bird used what he had learned, his skill of
flight to avoid hitting the ground. new trust was born in that moment,
trust that he would not fall. and he didn't. that is the greater
trust.

such is faith, i think. when the branch breaks under you, look to your
wings, the wings all of us have.

today i'm doing something that feels a little like spreading mine
again. it's been so long.

ghost