I was lying in bed this morning (Grammarians: I was reclining while telling the truth...) contemplating the Empathy workshop I'm going to offer at the end of July, and thinking about the power of empathy, and how empathy is a form of communication.
I've had some pretty startling experiences with empathy lately, which I will share in subsequent posts and during the workshop.
But this morning, unbidden, the feathers that we have for sale at Firefly Willows popped into my head.
Generally, they're for use in smudging sage or incense. This morning, I got a very different message about them.
"The Feather is how the bird offers its desire to the air."
"The Feather is how the air offers its gift to the bird."
Then I thought about the gift of flight. The gift of the air is transformed into the gift of the bird.
I never thought about it that way before.