It's about how the universe always finds a way to exist despite destruction and that betrayal can only exist if there is love, and that loosing hope is the same as a betrayal and that inherently we all love ourselves just a bit because if we didn't we could not even be desperate
It's about breaking the narrative and finally accepting that love is necessary to exist and that your life is not a given but a gamble
And that ultimately, there is always calm, even in an ongoing explosion, because the universe refuse to not love itself and since you are a part of it so do you
Today I wrote a poem, there is no to a little rhymes but in a way it is one of the most beautiful I wrote.
It's a thousand or so words and it's about hope.
How did you discover you were a kingfisher?
Okay, that might sound a bit weird but even now I am questioning whether I truly am a Kingfisher.
I knew it was a bird because of small shifts and some habits of mine that can be interpreted as kin related. But that was step one.
Then (when I realised it was most probably therian related) I tried different types of birds : small birds or bigger ones, predator or not. So the steps were something like : "okay so I might be a hummingbird wait no more like a Pelican, no that's too big, oh ! Maybe it's an hawk !"
(To this day I still think that my theriotype is hawk (or related) and kingfisher)
Then I picked up a book about birds and looked at all of them, and did some research, then gave up.
A month later, I was chilling on my sofa, watching a documentary on the science chanel (as you do) and then a Kingfisher came on screen and as the voice was describing their habits and their habitat I was left wondering.
Am I just empathising with this bird in a "haha" way or am I empathising with them because not only we have a lot in common but because I have a sense of "kinship" towards them?
I picked up this idea and took it to my computer and resumed my researches.
There it was, small bird that lives near the water and who fish. Sounds like my dream life honestly.
But more seriously, it was trials and errors (I am still questioning my theriotype) and I feel comfortable with this identity but maybe that is just because I haven't found the exact bird yet. It takes time and I won't lie I was tempted to just give up and never acknowledge my needs and yearnings. But not only does it make sense (for the bird therian situation) but it also feels good to finally put explanations and names on quirks that you could never understand before.
I don't know if that is a satisfactory answer to your question but I found it nice to write about it fir you anon ! Have a great day and a merry Christmas or Hanukkah or any holiday you might celebrate!