Birdanity is a mix of two words, Bird and Christianity. It’s sanity through writing, poetry and imagery.
It’s a word I made up many moons ago. A version of my story that offers edits, a rewrite or even a reframing.
I am a free-spirited woman. Often slow as molasses to reply or run, I am moon-walking a human race. Feeling and thinking things through.
It’s true that I have had times of insane, stress-induced moments. Therapy, exercise, nature, meditation and seeking professional help stabilize a mind and body. In these ways I have found A Life. In my life.
Sometimes I even play pretend. I hug trees, watch animals, observe nature and love self-expression. Contemplating often, the next canvas.
Life has become, mostly, a quiet observation now. It’s loving “What Is.” It’s being ok with everything with a knowing that as I accept what already is, I find the truth of being ok with it all.
Being 45.. That’s.. an age. Hopefully one of a growing gray hair and less make-up.. and bras that still feel like female rubber bands.
I am Energy. Neither created or destroyed. A light, a battery that never loses a charge. Energy simply Is. The Source of energy — in this I have no need to own a label of faith.
I have no answer to offer as to the right book(s) to read. Below is simply a favorite. A really old book with 81 verses.
Many times I refuse to answer what is true. Maybe you do and will. Do tell!
Share here, as you wish?
An Aunt,
& A..
Bird
too.
One..
Named
Stephanie
Birdanity 
What do you think?