8d (edited) • Morning Thoughts
Flight to Fight to Flying
I spent many decades living in flight-to-fight mode.
I didn’t realize it then.
I didn’t see any signs.
I thought it was normal.
I thought it was just me.
These last four weeks.
I’ve slowly been stepping out of flight-to-fight.
And I’m learning to fly with new wings.
I have a compass now. A direction.
Sometimes that’s all you need to fly again.
I’m not saying it’s a smooth flight after takeoff.
No, no, no — it wasn’t like that for me at all.
But once I clear the tree line,
I can look out the window toward the sun.
That gives me hope for another day.
To keep flying. ✈️
Slowly rise into higher clouds.
Enjoy your own flight in life.
💚👽
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