A few years back, I was gifted an interesting book. It was quite "heavy", spiritual, deep, universal. The teacher in me took over as I text coded the pages. One passage made an especially powerful impact on me.
It said, " What, therefore, is your gift to humanity? It is to express what you are in beauty and strength, knowing that you are an eternal power. A sparrow has beauty because it expresses the Force naturally. It is its very essence, or its bird likeness, that gives it charm, and yet what does it amount to?
A sparrow is no more than a little lump of bone and feather, two toothpicks for legs, and a silly "tweet" for a voice, but it gives pleasure without knowing it. The reason for this is that its power is not cluttered by mind or emotion. It is pure, a spontaneous example the life force in motion." (The Force by Stuart Wilde)
I'm not sure why, even as I type the words here, but it really spoke to me as I coded the passage with a simple bird-like sketch. Even now, I get teary. Somehow I identified, I envied, I found comfort.
A few weeks later, while shopping, I spotted this framed sculpture in a shop I rarely visit...had to have it.
And just last week, when I texted my daughters for blog-naming suggestions, the reply I received was "Tiny Bird with a Big Song". The Universe, the Force, speaks...or tweets!