Food is brought to the nest by the mother for sometime….
The prey is hunted and meat is served to the cubs by the lioness….
There does come a stage when the bird has to jump off the branch and take flight through its own wings….
I would term the current phase of my life to be such…..transitioning from a perceived identity to discovering the true identity…..
It’s all about inquiry and enquiry…..
With the grace and love of the ever rising consciousness and the energy bestowed by the ever visible Divine Surya…..
संस्कृतम् 