Hope: That Thing With Feathers

I started with feathers, drawn to them by their shape and delicacy. The tall grasses they were caught in creating make-shift dream catchers on the coastal path. I had never realised how different they could be, yet all playing their part in allowing the magic of flight. So why feathers? The association with the world beyond this one? Angels? Gods? The suggestion of an aerial view, of freedom and inspiration? Perhaps they remind me of that which is within us all - an intrinsic drive towards growth and self-actualisation - that unquenchable hope. Trauma and adversity can drown out the tune within us, that hope within our soul which never stops singing. We can be so busy coping with the added n

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