One of my most favorite morning rituals is to walk alongside a marsh near my home. Each morning the magnificent flock of birds take off for the day, only to return in the evening. This rhythm, attuned to the rising and setting sun, reminds me of our own rhythm and our own rising and falling each day.
Through taking flight from the space of faith each day, we can soar. Being aware of our rhythm; our breath, our desires, our ability to choose, seeking, and then ultimately finding our freedom.