A Lark Hello!

“Lark” is a word that appears many places in our world. From being part of my name (of course!) to Shakespeare’s writings, and on to -as I just found out- a new restaurant opening up in Boulder (Larkburger).
It has always held special meaning for me, and I try and keep that meaning and spirit in mind as I live my life. Let me explain. Shakespeare, as I mentioned before, writes larks into many of his plays including Midsummer Night’s Dream and Romeo and Juliet where they melodiously greet the day, singing forth good fortune and happiness along with the rising light. He even has a poem written just for the Lark.(Hark Hark The Lark)
Dream interpreters often refer to a lark in a dream as bringing success, good fortune, happiness, plentiful harvest, high aims and goals through a cultivation of graces of mind (Larks in Dreams)
As a bird it is known for its sudden high acrobatic flight patterns has one of the most beautiful, sustained, and complex calls of all songbirds. It is recognized as the state bird of Oregon (Western Meadowlark), and Colorado (Lark Bunting). (State Birds) Both of these states hold special places in my life: Oregon, where I was born, and began this whole life journey, and Colorado, where my heart lives now, and my energy continues its visionary quests and developments.
Because of the lark’s auspicious and memorable disposition and prominence through history the word itself has taken on its own meanings. It signifies a carefree spirited adventure, or good natured prank, a happy, or halcyon time.
Flight, my friend, is what life is about. Physical, emotion, spiritual release from the barriers of this world. It represents movement, freedom, transformation, openness, and all that my spirit strives for.
It has played a huge roll in my life, from my first paper airplane, my homemade Halloween costume as an eagle and the attempts to jump off things with my cardboard wings, the hours I spent building balsa gliders, months I spent repairing, modifying, flying them, hangliding, helicopters, countless ethereal dreams to the lifelong quest for the essence of flight itself.
World, I present you with “Lark In Flight” here to follow, join, and guide me on my “Spirited adventure transcending ordinary bounds.”
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Ha! Larkburger. Funny. And gross?
Yeah, kinda funny… I just went there yesterday actually, and it was pretty yummy! got myself a larkburger shirt to sport around too
Thanks for the useful info. It’s so interesting
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