Sometimes we can only move forward if we let go of the past.
Learning to fly takes the courage to step out. Standing at the edge can seem frightening. We have to let ourselves fall into the unknown.
This requires faith. But the changing seasons tell us: things may seem frozen, nothing seems to grow, but new birth is taking place in the stillness of winter months.
Birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
How do they learn it?
They fall, and falling,
they're given wings.
Rumi
