🕊 The Story of the Wings
A Journey from Self-Imprisonment to Soaring Freedom


There was a woman who often felt trapped.
Trapped by fear, by the weight of other people’s expectations, by the pain of her past.
She longed to be free, but every time she looked at herself, she only saw chains.
One day, she closed her eyes.
Instead of staring at the chains, she looked inward.
And there—hidden under all the heaviness—she found wings.
They had always been there, folded, waiting.
She realized: she was never meant to crawl through life. She was meant to fly.
The first flight was shaky.
The air felt strange, the ground tempting her back.
But she stretched her wings wider, and the higher she rose, the smaller her chains looked.
She saw her life from above—not just pain, but patterns.
Not just struggles, but strength.
Not just survival, but purpose.
And in that flight, she promised herself:
“I will never shrink my wings again. I was born to rise.”