Ever since I can remember, I always wished God would give me wings. I recall praying at night as a little girl and ending each prayer with "God, please, don't forget my wings."
I love to fly. I wish I could literally fly.
Perhaps, it is the sense of freedom flying implies that attracts me so much. Maybe, it's my rebel nature in love with the opportunity to defy gravity. I think, however, what attracts me most to the idea of being able to fly is the fact that I'd be able to see the world from up above. I'd be able to remind myself, whenever I wished, how small we really are and how truly beautiful the Earth is. Nevertheless, all three reasons still draw me to the idea that humans should have wings. I'm not sure how many of us would appreciate them, but I know I would, I would fly to all corners of the world and when I got tired, I'd come back to Earth to rest, eager to fly some more.
For a little while now, I've been thinking of getting a tattoo. I'm still not sure that I will, but I'm thinking about it. I have thought of a butterfly, I've thought of Sanskrit sayings, I've tried to figure out what would represent me in many ways...
Recently, I asked my friend Lily to paint me a picture. She's an incredible artist and I'm extremely attracted to her style. She's gifted beyond words, and I asked her to surprise me. She did. I don't have the painting yet (she's not done), but she told me she was painting me a hummingbird. I didn't know how to feel about it, because I've seen her other paintings and I wasn't sure if I wanted the picture of a hummingbird in my house. I asked her what the meaning behind it was, and she explained, "Remember I told you that the hummingbird is the only bird that has legs but cannot walk, it flies all the time and stops to rest. They are so beautiful and graceful too. Think of the hummingbird like your creativity/mind, allowing you to do everything you want to do even though you cannot walk."
There was my answer. If I decide to go through with the tattoo, that is what I will get. A hummingbird, "the flower-kissers" of the skies. God, finally, answered my childhood prayer. Because of my friend Lily, I, now, have wings. I'm like a hummingbird.
2 comments:
okay that's just weird. I used to wish I was a bird...not necessarily a hummingbird or even a specific bird, but just a bird! to be able to fly. I felt like I was a bird in a cage that needed to be set free. Girl, you really are my soul mate! too bad you're not a hot single man, I'd freaking marry you! lol :) love you xoxo
p.s. I'll go with you to get your tattoo...let me know when! :)
It's too funny!!! We def are connected in Many Many ways....
Well, Jose Santiago is the one doing it. I'm waiting for him to call me when the sketch is done. We are doing it in Coral Springs, though, instead of South Beach and it might take a couple of sittings. I'll text you the design. I'd love for you to be there.... I know it hurts!!!
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