Treasures & Seeds – Flying again or for the first time –

My dear ones,

You who I am blessed to be able to carefully whisper in your ear…

You make me realize that those whispers coming out of my heart result in much more than a personal release echoing randomly. No, in fact, they are powerful for me and their aftershock in your own life comes back to me with another round of energy and a positive driving force. You guys are really courageous. You might think you’re not but you are… the moment you start thinking differently, the moment you allow yourself to think of pushing the limits set in your mind, the moment you believe in the fact that you can change, you can build something of your own, you can be yourself and use whatever you have inside of you to make a difference in your world… at THAT moment you are already a living courageous warrior!

Last weekend, I had the privilege to spend two whole days wondering around the most beautiful parts of Montreal and Quebec City with Sef and friends from abroad. We drove, crossing the stunning multicolored trees celebrating the glorious fall with all tones of reds, oranges, greens and yellows… We walked for hours, sure to discover some hidden parts of places we visited so many times…lol… We saw the sunset falling over Mont-Royal mountain and on the St-Lawrence river… We laughed so much and had great discussions!

One of these discussions came up as we were admiring birds flying over the water as if they were really just fooling around…playing with the wind…like friends surfing on the air just because they had wings and this was the coolest thing to do at that moment!lol I said “These flying birds really represent freedom…but what in them exactly portrays it?” Is it the fact that they have wings? Is it the fact that they use what they have to escape the ground? Is it that they know what they are and fully embrace everything that identity means?… My friend Jonathan gave me this picture he took and said “these birds were so hard to catch on camera!” yeah… exactly… that’s the point of flying! Much easier to capture a walking bird (or step on it…yeah… ask Sef how in the world you can “step” on a bird…as he did it!lol) than catching a flying bird!

During our tour in China, Alex constantly declared to the crowd that they could fly, inviting them to try again or for the first time. Again or for the first time… I felt that our Chinese young friends were trying their wings for the first time encouraged by the music and realizing through Alex’s words that they actually had wings they weren’t aware of… It was maybe intimidating at first but as more and more people in the audience were extending their wings, starting to live what they felt inside freely, dancing, screaming, body surfing.. more people tried their wings as well for that moment. I truly believe that first “flight” made in such an encouraging and memorable environment is going to be a starting point for many, if not all, of them! I watched again their images and I felt emotional to see the powerful sparks of life that were born during these concerts… especially as I believe they are already growing into lifetime changes and even into a society shift. (click HERE to look at them… have you experienced something like this?)

Flying again… For some of us, watching these images is like a distant or fragile memory, as we actually did feel so free only a few times or a long time ago. We may find thousands of reasons why we decided to forget who we are and abandon the pleasure of just “being”. Maybe we are “walking birds” and bitterness, fear, stress, doubts, insecurities are catching us way too easily. “I can’t fly because my burden is too heavy” and what if it was the other way around: “Burdens get at me because I spend too much time on the ground instead of flying”…

“Letting go from the illusionary security of gravity is allowing our heart and soul to turn our common dreamful desire of flying into the uplifting embodiment of what flying is truly about, which is the everlasting incarnation of freedom” -Alex Foster

Whatever our starting point, young or old, bruised or freshly trying to fly, once we jump it’s up to us to know how far we go! Have you noticed the air has no starting point and no end? Infinite! limitless! We are not behind or further than anyone, we are just elsewhere. And if we are playing with the wind… surfing on the air just because we decide to, it won’t matter where we were walking before except to admire even more how simple and fun it is now to fly. To whisper my heart to you is flying… enjoying friendship while walking in the old Quebec city is flying… playing with passion on my piano is flying…

How do you fly today?:)

-Miss Isabel

p.s. I’ll be waiting for you Sunday for the Bla Bla Bla!!! Our chance to fly all together;)