When Pigs Fly...

The days run long for one who waits on change.
Sunshine hits the skin and warms my thoughts as well as my heart.
There are times that I realize how very lucky I am.
I am being sentimental today. Changes are good. Positive. Matters not if they are as I would wish them to be.
I try hard to take to heart that change signifies growth.
I have noticed multiple levels of change not only in myself but in those I know.
Age has a way of bringing patience to my conscience.

I haven't flown my kites in a while....been paying attention to the other duties in life. My mind sometimes still goes to the skies and sees the way the kite bounces along and still is tethered to my hands.
Then I realize as I am remembering the actions I am flying.
This is the purpose of visualization.
TO FEEL AND TO KNOW that the thoughts proceed the actions.

Pigs fly not only in their dreams but sometimes they can jump and play and feel the freedom of not being attached to the world....even for a brief moment.