What they don’t know, is that I can fly


Sanjaya in Skylar

Sanjaya in Skylar

I saw a bug crawling in the sand. Curious as I am, I walked up to him to have a closer look. “Hey there, little guy”, I thought. But before I could lay my eyes on him, he surprised me and left me in awe. He revealed his wings and flew away, high into the skies, saying “what they don’t know, is that I can fly.”

It was really as though that small creature transferred that thought to me, as he took off. “What they don’t know, is that I can fly.” The words deeply resonated with me. I grabbed my journal at once and wrote it down. After that, I sat with the thought.

I realized that I, too, can fly. But I’ve yet to find the strength to call upon the courage that the bug displayed. Though I did not expect him to be able to fly, that didn’t keep him from expressing his greatness, his truth.

There is greatness within me that wants to come out. I know I have wings, but for some reason I don’t trust them to carry me. Yet. In a way it doesn’t feel safe, to meet the world in all my glory.

I am fearless when it comes to many things, but the full expression of my greatness, of my purest Self… That is were some deeply rooted fears are holding me back.

And I can tell you, it feels uncomfortable, to know you have wings yet to not know exactly how to use them. How to take off. How to soar on the winds of freedom once my feet are high above the grounds that feel comfortable to me now. How to land softly in new places. New places that I’ve known for ages but have forgotten about.

I want to rediscover where my roots lie and what I’m made of by spreading my wings. By gifting the gift that was so graciously bestowed upon me back to the world, through joyful expression.

I want to realize with every fiber of my being that Thou art the ground beneath my feet, and all else is false comfort. No matter how high I might soar, no matter how low I might go. Never can I fall.

So, I will practice to fly.

I will move on from this awkward in between space of knowing yet not knowing. And what they will know is that I can fly, through courageous expression of my greatness, that is Yours. And they will find out about their wings, too.

Thank you bug, for reminding me of who I am.

All glory to You.


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