Wings to Fly

I have some decisions to make. Life altering decisions. There are actions I could take, that could change where I live, what I do and fulfill a long life’s desire. I crave this. I crave the freedom and guts to do it.

Every action starts with a thought, which forms an idea, then turns into a plan. If you get that far, because you may not. You either go forward in life or stay stagnant. Moving towards something, also means moving away. And is that the part that scares me ?

I am conflicted. I wonder if this means losing what I leave behind. I’d rather think of it as taking the best chunk, the best piece of it, to help set me free. I have few answers about jumping off the cliff. I have always found it easier to stay with what I know. It’s comfortable to settle into the familiar and stay there.

But it’s never easy growing in a cocoon. Staying status quo braces few challenges, rarely offers triumph and doesn’t allow for many opportunities, all of which could culminate into success. Yet, it’s fearful to let go, especially when you’re not sure where, or how hard the landing might be. But even in everyday monotony, does anyone know the ending ? Really ?

Years ago, when I was about to take a risk, although a calculated one, a friend offered me a piece of wisdom. She said, “When you have come to the edge of all you know, you can be sure of one of two things: You will either be given a platform to stand on, or wings to fly.” Wings sound really good to me right now.


About aboomersvoice

First and foremost, I'm a baby boomer and damn proud of it. The ones reading this post survived. Some didn't..We are the generation that crashed through barriers, broke through the norm and made our own rules. We paved the way for others to follow their bliss. One of the largest breakthroughs was probably equal rights and opportunities for women. Thank you Gloria Steinem and Betty Friedan. We burned our bras, well, most of us did. We marched against politics we didn't believe in, staged protests not knowing we could easily be silenced by a bullet, experimented with drugs, meditation and guru's. We traveled with backpacks across the country and throughout the world..We had a voice. We had a choice. We had a mission. We had freedom and we were united. I am a writer, traveler, explorer, observer and participant in life. I am part of the expansion of baby boomers who still believe in the original message of peace and love. Take this journey.with me. Who knows where it will take us next ?
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4 Responses to Wings to Fly

    • Thank you. It’s very late right now, but I do want to write you about Vic. I used to run support groups for terminally and chronically ill. I have had many losses in my life. I wish you well. God Bless


  1. Clanmother says:

    Wings are a very good thing – they seem to materialize just when you need them… Whatever your decision, I know that you will be amazing!!!


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