Wings of Wax

What happened to the man who created wings of wax to fly like a bird? He got greedy and wanted to go higher and higher. He flew too close to the sun and his wings melted. He died in the ocean.

We all know that something like this could never happen or could it? When we allow ourselves to be taken in to the point of thinking that we can do something we can't, most times it will create the opposite of what one expects.

It is nice to have high ideals. To reach out and see just how high one can fly, but it is also necessary to remember that only the real "Us" is allowed to do that. This body, that we live in, is created for a 3rd and 4th dimensional world.

How high have you been? Have you tripped on the moon or farther? There isn't any reason one can't do things like this. We are limited by our thoughts and feelings.
Many people do not even think that there is a possibility of flying on wings of wax. It is possible if we don't use this flight to become more than we really are.

We were given the ability to create in a non-limiting way. So why not fly? Flying is to birds what swimming is to fish. It is learning what out limitations are and superseding them.

Some people are so grounded that to even thinking beyond the always, is too hard for them. They want to keep everything just as it is right now in their world. Life isn't that way. Nothing stays stationary. From the time something is created, it is in the process of decaying, unless it is constantly up-graded, repaired or focused into being all the time.

A long time ago I learned that we always have to be recreating our world to keep it real. Have you ever seen a housewife who is constantly rearranging her furniture? She isn't neurotic. She is just trying to hang on to her reality. How many times do we walk into the same room and never notice the details of that room? That is because we have duplicated everything in our heads so it has vanished from our awareness.

Our awareness is the base for building our wings. It is the way we get to see what is, and sometimes isn't in the space that we now occupy. Are we aware of the air around us? Are we aware of the sounds around us? Are we aware of the beings that are around us?

We are lead sometimes to be there for others but we miss a lot of the signals. We are guided to places that we might never visit on our own. We are warned when we are in the wrong places but do we always listen?

Flying on wings of wax takes a bit of talent. We have been given the ability to do so and are guided to the places and people that will help us do this. But never fly so high that you can't see a bit of reality and always have a plan B. Don't forget that after each flight, one must touch base with what is around us and remember that some people have never flown. They would not relate to our tales of fancy.

Allow those who live in a different reality, the privilege of their worlds. It is the reality that they use to make all their decisions. These are not your decisions but theirs and they are beautiful decisions, for them.

Life is a wonderful trip when you have fellow travelers who can relate. Find someone who lives in your neighborhood, someone that talks your language and will share experiences of flight. We are all in the process of building our wings so we need to enjoy our creations.