When the Bluebird Sings
My older sister, she and I, we have a connection that cannot be broken. When I was a child and into my adulthood I used to feel that she didn’t understand me. Every word I heard from her seemed to weave a message of doubt, fear, and disapproval. Was I really that stupid? She was just a child herself stumbling through her own confusion. Growing up is such a mess but it can be a beautiful mess.
The truth is when we are young our lack of self knowledge can be crippling and oftentimes the cause of such avoidable and unbearable misery. Unfortunately, that misery is the very lesson we need to expand our concepts of life and living; To hammer out just who we will be in this world. Regardless of our circumstances it is completely within our power to choose a better way of being. We all have a story to tell and not one of us comes out unscathed.
Life is an endless series of choices. In winding my way through the landscape of my own heart and mind I now understand my sister. I understand how much love she always had for me. I all but rejected it before because I was full of distrust and was blind to its depth. That love now grows with the years as we shed our misconceptions and fears – our pride and self focus shifts to the essentials – the real.
Why did I write this very personal post? It was prompted when I found a song on my computer that she sent to me on some day long past. An expression of her love to a child she watched grow up, watched fall many times, and never failed to reach out her hands to pull me back up. Only music can translate our thoughts into such perfect pitch.
As my life changes once again in a direction not easily understood by most I will carry this expression of love with me. When the bluebird sings and I feel the warmth of the sun when it’s rising… I will think of you and remember. Ultimately, our lives are simply a love story and we either learn to love, accept the gift freely given, or we don’t. The choice is ours.
Danielle Rose – Gates of Heaven
Yes, didn’t even remember sending it. ❤️
It was a long time ago, I think… Such a beautiful song.
I would never change anything about our beautiful mess. Thank you my sweet sister, you have given me a great gift that I will treasure always.
I wasn’t sure if I should post it but it’s a message worth sharing isn’t it? And to find it at a seemingly random time – everything for a reason. x