{"id":173,"date":"2021-03-19T20:56:00","date_gmt":"2021-03-19T20:56:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/?p=173"},"modified":"2023-09-12T05:26:14","modified_gmt":"2023-09-12T05:26:14","slug":"a-little-girls-odyssey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/a-little-girls-odyssey\/","title":{"rendered":"A Little Girl\u2019s Odyssey"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl who dreamt to fly,
so very high
that\u2026errrr\u2026uhmmm\u2026 yes\u2026very high indeed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Little did she know, the highway to the stars was bumpy,
pitted and lumpy
this was told in some tales, the ones she didn\u2019t\u2019 read. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Good<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Too much knowing could scorch her wings, squash her spirit,
stomp on it, rip it,
before she took off and learnt what it means to be freed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Enroute she confronted the implacable caprices of Fate
Monsters of grief, rage, hate
shielded by Angels of love in times of desperate need. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Battered wings, weathered soul, wizened brow
The gifts of time that brought know-how
A little girl\u2019s odyssey that planted the seed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

To live and to tell stories of worlds unseen
To know that to fly is prized indeed
But to walk with grace – that\u2019s the real deed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Swati is a sister, storyteller, a filmmaker, an environmentalist and a first generation immigrant to the United States. She can be reached via\u00a0<\/em>Linkedin<\/em><\/a>\u00a0and\u00a0<\/em>swati@TiredAndBeatup.com<\/em><\/a><\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl who dreamt to fly,
so very high
that\u2026errrr\u2026uhmmm\u2026 yes\u2026very high indeed. <\/p>\n

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Little did she know, the highway to the stars was bumpy,
pitted and lumpy
this was told in some tales, the ones she didn\u2019t\u2019 read.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":277,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"chat","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-173","post","type-post","status-publish","format-chat","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-reflections","post_format-post-format-chat"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=173"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":279,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/173\/revisions\/279"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/277"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=173"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=173"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.tiredandbeatup.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=173"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}