Spreading my wings....

"I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where we are going to. But the miracle is in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you're going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.”
― C. JoyBell C.

I stopped at a local walking trail yesterday hoping to catch some of the leaves that were turning colors and take photo's of those beginning to fall to the ground.  Most everything there was either still green or parched and brown--so not much in the realm of "leaf photography"--Big Daddy will be proud I'm sure because he does love my leaf photo's--NOT!!!!

So instead of being in awe of the fall palate, I walked around watching the small things like 

leaves blowing in air I couldn't see,

tiny bees gathering up nectar from flowers

moving around wings so fast

my eye could barely follow them,

tiny seeds beginning to fall from the middle of their pod

birds scooping them up.

And then I spotted this butterfly....

shifting and moving

I tried to follow it with my lens

and

it seems every time I focused and got just the shot I wanted...

it would be scampering around

moving from flower to weed to grass....

I waited 

followed it

and

took numerous photo's to no avail...

and

then finally

in a twinkling of an eye,

she sat there

sat there all still like

unafraid she was

and

she opened up her wings 

just long enough for me to see the colors on the part of her wings she kept together when she wasn't flying.

While kind of pale and translucent on the outside

a splendid breathtaking palate of yellows and black

covered her.

I have thought about that butterfly 

and wondered

how much we have in common.

We--us humans---we dart around

getting our stuff

being nosy

getting into others stuff

we move quickly

gather what we need and we're off again.

Few of us

ever sit still long enough

nor

are we brave enough

to 

open up our wings

and

let 

the world see

our 

"true color"

for fear of 

being laughed at or mocked or taunted.

This butterfly

she taught me

it is okay

to sit in a spot for awhile

to let the breeze hit me on the face

and

to trust

that 

sometimes

it is

okay

to spread our wings and just let the world see what is inside.

I don't really know where I'm going not sure I ever have or ever will know.

so 

for today

I'm gonna sit in the warmth and let the "Sunshine" on my wings.....

letting the world see .....

Have a Blessed Sunday Morning.....

The Radical Rambler............