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Posted: Sat Sep 20, 2008 9:52 am

Bodhisattva smiled at the world. It was a beautiful and crisp early fall afternoon. The trees had not yet begun to change color but the air had begun to cool. Her father had told her that it meant that winter was coming soon. Winter sounded exciting to her young mind. What would snow look like? Would she like the cold? She didn't mind the cooler weather so far.
These thoughts stilled from her mind as she took a deep indrawn breath. These sorts of afternoons deserved to be sung to! Like the birds singing in the trees, she would burst out into rapturous melody! When her chest had inflated as much as it possibly could and she was practically bursting with all the air she let out her first note.
And winced.
She huffed out the rest of her air in a sigh. Why didn't she sound as beautiful as her mother did when she sang? "Mom?" she called as she turned and headed back to where she had just seen her mother. "Mom? How do you get your voice like that? Mine won't do the same thing..." Her face was a mask of dismay and her head hung low in disappointment. Would she ever be able to sing as beautifully?
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 11:12 am
Symphony was watching a young robin take its first flight out of the nest when she heard the noise. Her eyes opened in horror as she recognized the voice as Bodhi. She sprinted out of the woods and skidded to a stop next to her daughter. She frowned in confusion, what was the trouble? There wasn't any, that was the problem. Why had Bohdi made that noise?
She snapped out of her confusion as she heard her daughter ask why she couldn't sing like Symphony could. Her eyes clouded with pain as she realized that noise was her daughter trying to sing. She bent down and gave Bodhi a nuzzle on her forhead, and said with a smile in her voice, "My dear Bodhisattva, you have only just begun to sing my dove. To train my voice to perfection took hours upon hours of rigereous practice."
She raised her wings and said, "Come, I shall give you your first lesson" She pumped her wings hard and jumped off the cliff edge, hovering in the air.
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 2:09 pm
Bodhi pouted when told how long it would take to learn to sing properly but resolved herself to make the effort. It'd be worth it to take all that time if she could be as beautiful in both body and voice as her mother when she was done.
She flapped her own wings as her mother jumped from the cliff but she didn't follow after. She could lift herself awkwardly from the ground with her flight but would usually tumble back down soon after. That was another one of the things that she supposed would take a lot of time and effort to get better at.
There was one part of practicing that she didn't relish thinking about... "People will laugh at me if I can't sing but am trying anyways..." She looked at her mother, hopeful for a solution. "Isn't there some way I can get at least a little good sooner so they won't laugh?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 21, 2008 6:33 pm
Symphony moved forward and lifted her daughter gently by the scruff of her neck. She set her back on her feet and alighted down on the ground herself. She raised her wings and said, "Bodhi, try flapping your wings from front to back, at an angle, instead of just up and down. You will get more lift in your wings, and it will keep you aloft long enough to make it to our destination." She demonstrated, so Bodhi could see what she meant. Symphony rose off the ground and waited for Bodhi to try. She added, "If you do not fly there all the way, we can walk part of it."
She grinned and gave her daughter a nudge, "As for trying to sing, others will not hear you where we are going. Not unless they can fly, and even then, this place is shrouded in cloud cover." She pointed a wing tip in the direction of a tall rock spire, with puffy white clouds concealing the tip, not to far away, but very high up. "If you can make it as far as the large flat part about half way up, we will be able to walk to the top if you are too tired to fly."
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2008 7:47 am
Bodhi's eyes followed her mother's pointing wing and took a deep breath. It might not be that long a flight for a someone like her mother but to her young eyes it seemed miles away. She hoped her wings were strong enough to take her there and not drop her...
She looked at her mother and the worries were banished from her mind. Of course they were! Her mother wouldn't have invited her if she was just going to fall to her doom. Anyways, once she learned how to fly there she could practice all she needed to until she was just as good at singing as her mother.
"All right. I'm ready to go." She said the words with deliberate boldness and began to flap. She was careful to mind her mother's advice about wing position and was delighted to find herself lifting much more smoothly off the ground. "Let's go!" She squeaked in her excitement and began to angle herself towards their destination. If I can do this, singing can't be that much harder!
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 3:45 pm
Symphony smiled as she saw Bodhi lift into the air much easier than before. Her heart swelled with pride as she thought to herself, This is my daughter, my daughter! She was almost giddy with the sudden explosion of excitement. She said reasurringly, "Your wings are strong enough little one, its just your mind set that will prevent you from making it to our destination" She smiled gently, and added, "Okay my child, follow me!"
She laughed, a tinkling musical laugh that reverberated inside the hills surrounding them. She shot up in the air and performed a loop de loop, then returned to Bodhi. She said, "It will only take us 15 minutes to reach the mountain ledge. Is there anything you would like to ask me?" She did another loop, happy to be back in the air.
"Remember Bodhi, you are a child of the wind, and even if everything else on solid or wavy ground seems to be against you, in the sky you will always belong" She gave Bodhi an affectionate look.
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