A Feather Story

This feather caught my eye this morning, laid upon the ground amongst the grass, mud and dew. I thought of it's journey. Once flying high up in the sky and then it had outgrown that space and gently descended to the ground. .Life changes very quickly without notice. The highs become lows and vice versa. It's hard sometimes to function in that new space, it's hard to breathe, it's hard to find your footing. But then the ground softens, holding you and protecting you, until you find the strength to see the highs again.

.Feathers are special to me. They are symbolic and I think I needed to see this one this morning. .Just Go slowly and gently with yourself, wherever you are at. It's not a race, it's not meant to be a competition. It's meant to be just how you need to be for now.

My love to all today.

.Love Steph xx