Saturday, November 3, 2007

Airborne

How does it feel to a goose? Have you ever wondered?

Yeah, yeah, I can frequently do stuff, think and behave like one in my 'duh' moments. But I'm imagining something more airborne. At migration time, it's somehow both a touching and an inspiring sight to see those skeins of large birds flying in formation, the pattern and thread of their journeying transforming as they go, but always with an order to it.

So you give yourself to the rush and the momentum. Like being one dancing unit in a corps de ballet, you keep exactly the right distance away from the person in front of you, the person behind, sensing it all, and together you form a dynamic, a line of beauty and purpose.

Doesn't that feel good?

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