If you missed the earlier chapters on Setting Your Spirit Free to Soar, you can find them here:
PENELOPE SWITHINBANK
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30 JUN
The birdcage is beautiful: an old-fashioned domed one made of brass bars. It’s sitting in the window of an antique-y sort of junk shop, still intact and complete with a single static perch stretching across its width. Sitting on the perch is a stuffed bird, of faded blue/black foliage, dark of beak and beady of eye, its head drooping and desolate. Poo…
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PENELOPE SWITHINBANK
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23 JUN
Don't we all long for a sense of vitality and presence in our everyday lives? In today's fast-paced world, feeling truly alive can often seem like a distant dream. We go through the motions, ticking off to-do lists, meeting deadlines, and fulfilling obligations, but rarely do we stop to reflect on what it means to live fully.
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PENELOPE SWITHINBANK
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16 JUN
OK, so I’m afraid of water. Can’t swim, never have liked water in my eyes and ears and up my nose. Whether that’s in the shower or the pool. I think it’s a fear inherited from my mother, who couldn’t swim, didn’t like the ocean, and sat on the beach while my father, a champion swimmer for his county, tried to teach me to swim. I was terrified as he held…
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PENELOPE SWITHINBANK
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9 JUN
It was a startling image. An old fashioned birdcage, the door wide open; and a little bird sitting mournfully on its perch, not daring to escape and soar free. And I could sense that it’s me. Perhaps you too. Of course it is! Held in our own cages, our spirits downcast, wanting to be free to soar - yet something is holding us back. The bars of the cage …
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