Learning to Fly
So, midterms week is over. I don’t think it is just my imagination that these exam weeks are getting harder and harder. I made it through, though, as usual.
Today was the most beautiful end to the week I could have hoped for. A bright, sunny, Spring day in Portland. Not a cloud in the sky, not a worry in my head.
I decided to skip the gym, and instead read in the herb garden at my school (by the way, the best school in the world! National College of Natural Medicine!!). As I sat in the grass reading, 2 baby blue jays hopped by, flapping their wings but only getting a few inches off the ground. The mother-bird came flying by a few seconds after, trying to teach her little ones how to succeed at getting off the ground.
It was one of the most beautiful moments. So often we forget about the innocence of the animal world around us, what really matters, and what our real challenges should be.
Thank you little birdies for making my day.
