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Your Pajama Grunge Days Are A Stage Of Flying (Fo Real, I’m Serious)

Hear Me Out.

Birds and humans have a lot in common.

Have you ever noticed when a bird takes flight they stay low to the ground for quite some time to gain enough momentum to truly lift off and fly.  We tend to be in awe of the magic of their wingspan, the unimaginable height they can gain, the way they flow with the wind and engage with the environment.

Yet, when a bird is resting, foraging, or cleaning themselves we tend to look away, taking that moment for granted.

Even worse, when they are pillaging the dumpster for nearby scraps or hiding under cars in the grocery store parking lot, we tend to regard this as inconvenient or inconsequential.

We dismiss the whole picture of this bird’s existence. We overlook the day to day and only see the beauty in that one moment we deem inspirational.

It’s all flying though — it’s just that each stage of the flight looks and feels different; each part of their survival instincts serves a different purpose; and without the whole picture the flight literally wouldn’t happen.

People Are Like That Too.

We experience the ups and downs. The good days when we are in our healthy routines, able to be mindful and stay present in the moment with nature, our interests, and relationships.

The difficult days are less acknowledged and more disparaged as unproductive and harmful. These are the days filled with ugly self care, or depression cycle coping (think, evening revenge scrolling and greasy unshowered hair). We experience all the ranges of ugly coping. And judge and shame ourselves for what we are doing to just get by.

We expect our lives to always be perfect with continuous joy. So when we experience our dreadful days,  we compare ourselves to those around us who we assume have somehow figured out how to stay in constant awe inspiring momentum. We overlook their humanness.

They have bad days too – the grungy, pajama wearing days (cross my heart, I know it’s hard to believe).

We all have them. We have to. Because that’s how we rest. That’s how we are challenged. That’s how we recover. And That’s how we grow.

Without each vacillation, the dips and the hurdles — we really would not be able to see and experience change.

I Think We Take Our Own Journeys For Granted. 

We assume success is being in the air with the bird’s eye view. But just like the birds in the sky, the flight begins on the ground. 

When we are restoring our energy, setting our intentions and building the courage to begin again, we are in a stage of flight. 

Be kind to yourself. You’re currently getting ready for flight.

Your Fellow Human In Progress

Yet, when a bird is resting, we take that moment for granted. Or when they are pillaging the dumpster for nearby scraps finding it’s next meal, or hiding under cars in the grocery store parking lot, we tend to have ugly disparaging labels for these moments that moment too is undervalued for the picture as a whole.

Have you ever noticed when a bird is in flight we are in awe of the magic of their wingspan, the height they can gain, the way they flow with the wind and the environment. Yet, when a bird is resting, we take that moment for granted. Or when the bird is pillaging finding it’s next meal, that moment too is undervalued for the picture as a whole.

Each of those moments is a process in its nature to complete the flight and continue to the next flight.

Have you ever noticed the birds that don’t fly – that swim or dwell close to the ground — we don’t compare and criticize them for what they can’t do compared to their wide wing spread neighbors — we appreciate the, for the qualities their evolution has determined and we value them for what they bring to our ecosystem.

Why do we do that to ourselves? Why do we compare our own value to our neighbor?

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