i found a beautiful cockatiel this evening in my front yard. obviously lost and scared, it flew right onto my shoulder and made itself a home. it was such an odd experience, to find this bird in the dark, chirping, out of place, and lost. he liked me and i certainly thought he was a cutie, with all of his chatter and squawking. somewhere someone is missing their cockatiel, wondering how in the world it escaped. hopefully tomorrow we’ll find it’s family so it can be home again.
tonite my heart is heavy as it aches for a friend who is in the depths of a life changing struggle. aches for their journey out of sorrow and into joy. aches because i have no idea what to say and everything that comes to mind seems so small in comparison with the love in my heart. and though i have known real pain in my own life, i have no idea of their pain, their hurt, their battle. no idea how to help. nothing concrete i can do. nothing i can easily fix. my hope is that they discover, through their own journey, their joy again. the joy that we all feel radiating out of the depths and corners of their heart. and like my little lost bird friend, my hope would be that they find their way back home.