Make hard but right decisions
Just when you think you’re settled, the clouds come, or your thoughts change, and it’s time to move again. Of course, others will really think I’m crazy (or dumb as a stick) now. Won’t it validate their ideas that I am . . . cuckoo, or am I more fearful of a change validating something to me?
How do I push through and get beyond what others think in order to find what drives me? And is what’s driving me really all that bad?
I’ll just never know until I try and keep moving. I love my nest; it’s comfortable and feels more right than anything else has so far, but there is more. I still think I’m different than the chicks who like to sit on their eggs, eat millet, mate with many, and don’t give a hoot about looking up or wanting to soar.
I just think that’s peculiar and they think I’m creepy.
We are simply different.
Oh, I know I shouldn’t compare myself to them, but I just can’t stop. I can’t get meeting Type-A out of my mind and him comparing us, saying we looked alike but we’re not the same. I’d like to find that school he mentioned, and the only way I will is by leaving. Then again, what if I’m too old to join, or what if they won’t accept me?
My gosh, I just built my nest . . . am I as dumb as one of these sticks?
I’ve taken counsel and have listened to the voices of turkeys, lambs, roosters, hens, and even other birds. I’ve discovered too many differences and desires in myself, and I can’t seem to shake mine to line up with theirs. As much as I’d like to remain with all I know, I’d rather leave to discover what I need to learn.
“Courage doesn’t happen when you have all the answers. It happens when you are ready to face the questions you have been avoiding your whole life.”
SHANNON L. ALDER
Here I sit, perched above a wonderful lake. I’ve enjoyed eating the fish, and now I’m so nervous, I don’t want to eat at all. The fear of another confrontation or of venturing out is almost overwhelming and has me feeling like I’ve slept on rocks. But on the horizon, I see a mountain.
Perhaps, if I go higher! Yes, Type-A mentioned living near the mountains, high up! I’m not sure how, but I suppose I’ll just have to put one talon in front of the other and trust it will all work out. I’m not going to get anywhere unless I start moving.
Perhaps Nissi would be willing to go with me. Perhaps he could show me the way. After all, he set me down here from God knows where.
When the humans came out to pick a chicken, they drew a line in the dirt over and over. The chicken stayed right there and became hypnotized as long as they did this. For the first time, I can relate to how those chickens must feel trapped, engulfed in thought. What captivates them would aggravate me, but I do feel entranced right now by my desires.
I pondered. Destiny helps you make hard, but right, decisions.
My stone of remembrance: Make hard but right decisions.
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