“Just how often do we cripple ourselves by not letting love with all its risks teach us how to fly? How many times do our hearts stall because we won’t let the wingspan of our passion open us fully into our gifts? How frequently do we search for a song of guidance that can only come from inside us? …We like the birds are meant to fly and sing—that’s all—and all our plans and schemes are twigs of nest that, once outgrown, we leave.” ~Mark Nepo