We are all caged, to an extent, at points in our lives. By circumstances, by other people’s opinions, by wanting to fit in, by fear of the unknown… The list is probably endless – every person will have a slightly different set of things that form their “bars”. Often, our cages are comfortable and it would be easiest to simply stay inside them, using the soft, comfortable bars as pillows. Often, beyond the cage is frightening and tigers are prowling. Fears of losing other people’s respect, losing one’s own certainty or assurance, stepping into an unknown, outside one’s comfort zone… But the door of the cage is open and each of us has wings, if we choose to use them. That moment when I decided that my wings were stronger than the tigers, that my freedom was more valuable than the comfort: that moment I began to be free. A Thousand Tigers The door of my cage is open. Will I dare go there, where tigers prowl? The bars of my cage are so...
Women's Spiritual Poetry