Mietzke's Holden Adventure

Today I heard a joyous chattering of birds and followed the sound until I found about twenty birds all in different colors hanging onto the side of a chimney. They were red and orange and yellow with a touch of grey. They were so beautiful and strange! One bird hit a window and fell stunned into the snow. I picked it up in my hand and cradled it while it came back to its senses and I thought: this bird is me, stunned and coming back into myself, cradled in the hands of a beautiful stranger that means me no harm. As the bird came back to itself I set him in a tree branch yellow grey and ruffled. He began to move around and I knew he would be alright and would fly again it the blue sky with his fellows. I thought again this bird is me. As I unfold and ruffle, I too am getting ready for flight, I too will soar in the blue.

It is so strange how these things keep coming to me these visions of myself painted in picture form in my mind. I want somehow to share these pictures and these changes that are happening to me. Every Day here opens me to something within. I am compelled and inspired by everything around me.