a little bird told me
Origin: This phrase dates back to at least the 16th Century. Used in writing by both Shakespeare and Swift. The biblical origin is found in Ecclesiastes 10:20, and reads, "for a bird of the air shall carry the voice, and that which hath wings shall tell the matter." Used today, this expression often refers to news that is somewhat unexpected.
When I was just a small girl, with an imagination and curiosity that filled my four foot tall body to the brim, my grandpa taught me all about the birds. Before then, I always thought birds were all birds. My grandpa taught me different. He pointed out their different colors, their different ways of nesting, their different migration patterns, their different personalities, their different songs. He taught me that the birds of the sky had different names, both common and scientific. And that's the day I learned that no bird is the same as another. That's the day my eyes were opened to how much deeper and more significant things can be than what they seem.
Ever since then, the bird has always felt like my own symbol. The bird is my daily reminder to sing my own song, deliver my own life message, and to have the courage to not let my voice quiver. It's a reminder to always choose to spread my wings even though there will be a risk of falling.
"A Little Bird Told Me" is my space to let my voice be heard, and also just to document this crazy adventure called life. If you're reading, I hope you enjoy. And I hope you can sing your own song and spread your own wings.
Ever since then, the bird has always felt like my own symbol. The bird is my daily reminder to sing my own song, deliver my own life message, and to have the courage to not let my voice quiver. It's a reminder to always choose to spread my wings even though there will be a risk of falling.
"A Little Bird Told Me" is my space to let my voice be heard, and also just to document this crazy adventure called life. If you're reading, I hope you enjoy. And I hope you can sing your own song and spread your own wings.
The woods would be very silent if no birds sang there except those that sang best.
-Henry Van Dyke
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