Gratitude for our scars

Rays of pink light jetted high into the sky as I walked to the beach. As my feet hit the soft sand my body relaxed instantly. The sound of the waves rolling in and the sea oats soaking up the pink light was breathtaking.

While waiting fo the sun, Hook the seagull flew in without the flock, circled a few times then landed to hang out. He's one of those birds who likes to engage, has a bold and strong personality.

He can fly circles around the flock and never seems to get tired so I took this opportunity to ask, “You inspire me, I wish I felt as strong as you, what’s your secret to being so perky and resilient?”

He said, “I take time each day for self care, pulling off the old feathers that weigh me down. As he hopped around on the wet sand, he went on, “I stay focused on my strengths. You see my hooked leg has given me the opportunity to become an even better flyer.

My leg reminds me I have lived and experienced life, isn’t that grand? When I feel sad or overwhelmed I switch to gratitude for my wings and my beautiful reflection.”

Wishing you beautiful day friends!