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The Fallen Feather

The Fallen Feather drifts gently from the sky, a reminder that loss is a necessary part of life. Love, family, possessions, reputation—these, too, may fall away. Some departures sting; others arrive as blessings in disguise, clearing space for renewal. Like a bird shedding feathers, letting go is essential to flight. Without it, growth is impossible, and the wings cannot lift.

Loss is not a punishment but a passage. The Fallen Feather teaches that even when everything is stripped away, there is privilege in survival. Scorched earth clears the way for new roots, new wings, and a path rebuilt stronger than before. What falls may guide, teach, and ultimately free the spirit.

Do not cling to what has departed. Honour it, learn from it, and allow its absence to cultivate clarity and resilience. Each fallen feather carries a lesson, a token of experience that prepares the soul for what is yet to soar.

The Fallen Feather is both sorrow and promise. It whispers that endings are necessary for beginnings, and that the ability to rise again depends on the willingness to let what no longer serves drift away. In loss lies the path to liberation, strength, and renewed flight.