Two years after writing this, a feather literally fell from the sky in a Caravanserai in Turkey… since then, my entire life has shifted. This is literally the moment I picked that feather up.
My gift at mid-life, (which is defined by the fulcrum that shifts continually to the right over the course of a lifetime) was received when I dropped a palette of gold that I pulled from the earth to catch a single white feather that fell toward me from the sky. The gold was intended to pave the trail from whence I came, the feather, to show me the direction I should go.
