Thursday, June 9, 2016

Weight of wings

If all a bird knows is flying
But one day on the edge of a rooftop
Realizes he's afraid of heights
Do his wings feel heavier
Does his brain swirl around
With the vertigo of fear—
And if all I've ever known
Is fear,
When I find inner peace
Will my soul grow wings?

—Terri Guillemets

Saturday, June 4, 2016

A rough life is a real life

Life is rough. If it were smooth, we'd probably slide right through it without noticing. A bumpy ride teaches us gratitude and perspective.

—Terri Guillemets