Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – A fable about the way birds first got their wings by Karen Ingalls

Today Karen Ingalls shares a fable that carries a message to us all.. particularly at Easter and the beginning of Spring.. and a new cycle of life. A chance to perhaps change our perspective about the burdens we carry… Also two new reviews for Outshine: An Ovarian Cancer Memoir and Davida: Model and Mistress of Augustus Saint-Gaudens

A fable about the way birds first got their wings by Karen Ingalls.

The story goes that initially they were created without them. Then God made the wings, set them down before the wingless birds, and said to them, “Take up these burdens and carry them.”

The birds had sweet voices for singing, and lovely feathers that glistened in the sunshine, but they could not soar in the air. When asked to pick up the burdens that lay at their feet, they hesitated at first. Yet soon they obeyed, picked up the wings with their beaks, and set them on their shoulders to carry them.

For some time, the load, this burden, seemed heavy and difficult to bear, but soon, as they continued to carry the burden and to fold the wings over their hearts, the wings grew attached to their little bodies. They quickly discovered how to use them and were lifted by the wings high into the air.

The burdens had become wings.

We each have burdens that we must carry until we learn how to carry them and tie them to our hearts. We must not run from them…where would we go? To be bitter or angry about them…only makes the burdens heavier. To try to have others carry our burden…what would we learn? To deny the existence of the burden…will keep us from growing.

Spring is a time of renewal. Trees get their leaves, flowers bloom, baby animals are born, and the weather warms up. The message of Easter is one of renewal, of giving our burdens to God thereby freeing ourselves to spread our wings and use them to soar like an eagle or fly from flower to flower like the hummingbird.

Wishing you the blessings of Easter today and everyday.

Fable of how birds got wings is from Streams in the Desert

About Karen Ingalls

I might be a retired RN, but I am an active and enthusiastic writer of non-fiction and fiction. It took a few years before I was willing to show that deeper part of myself. I love to get lost in the world of my novels and let the creative juices flow. I have written several articles for medical and nursing journals. I enjoy researching and discovering new information.

I enjoy writing for my two blogs ( and The first one is about health/wellness, relationships, spirituality, and cancer. My second blog is for authors and avid readers who wish to be interviewed, do a guest blog, and be promoted. I have “met” so many interesting and enchanting people, who have done guest posts for me; or those around the world who follow my blogs and leave comments.

I was thrilled and honored to be recognized as a runner-up at the Midwest Book Awards and then receiving first place in the category of “women’s health” at the National Indie Excellence Awards. The greatest reward is when a reader shares how my book(s) inspired them, taught them something, or brought a deeper awareness about life.

One of the recent excellent reviews for Outshine: An Ovarian Cancer Memoir

I am often hesitant to read memoirs or autobiographies, especially those of a medical nature, because I worry that they will contain medical jargon that will cause the story to be more sterile and statistical than compelling. This was definitely NOT one of those books.

The author chose to go a different route and focus more on her emotional journey through ovarian cancer rather than the medical side of it. I very much appreciated that. Her words of wisdom, encouragement, and strength poured through every single page to the level that anyone who is going through any turmoil or tough situation can relate to. That’s powerful writing talent!

Here are a couple of my favorite lines from this book:

I have learned that any rain that falls in my life is just droplets, and it’s up to me whether I will let those droplets flood away my spirit. Sometimes we need to build levees through more prayer, erect dams for permanent changes so the soul can grow, do a dance to pray for more sun to heal any wounds, or just take an umbrella to give temporary protection as we build up our strength and will.

I love how the author wove in various moments of the impact she made on others through simple choices she made in how to deal with her cancer in the everyday world, as well as the impact made on her through the surprising kindness of others in reaction to her illness.

I highly recommend this book to anyone who is dealing with a tough situation right now, no matter the cause. It’s inspiring and heartfelt.

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My first novel, Novy’s Son is about one man’s search for his father’s love and acceptance. It is based on my father and those men I counseled when I was a nurse therapist.

Davida is my second novel which is a fictionalized biography about the love affair between Augustus Saint-Gaudens and his model. He was the premier sculptor from 1880 through the early 1900’s. These two people just happen to be my great-grandparents.

A recent review for Davida.

Traveling to the U.S. in 1876 with her mother, Albertina (Davida), a young Swedish girl will become a beautiful woman and later model for talented and well-known American sculptor Augustus Saint-Gaudens. The eventual union between artist and model, the author’s great-grandmother and Augustus Saint-Gaudens produced a son, Louis. Saint-Gaudens, however, is married. “Bastard” was a term used for someone who had no social standing or recognition. He and his mother could not go out together where they might be recognized by people who were familiar with Saint-Gaudens’ wife, who had also given Saint-Gaudens a son.

Ms. Ingalls tells a love story between a highly successful sculptor and a Swedish emigrant who is very beautiful and also very naïve. Their son is called Novy by his father but never allowed to enter society with his fathers’ last name. The stigma of being illegitimate follows the man all of his life. He becomes disaffected, reclusive, and never integrates well into society.

Albertina has a love of the outdoors and the spirits of the woods melds into the story with gentle recognition and the heart of a true romantic raised in strict Victorian standards. That a liaison with the sculptor would ever happen is remarkable as well as the relatives and friends who rally around the young lady as she raises the child on her own. She never loses her love for his father and the secret of illegitimacy is kept hidden throughout the son’s life. Mr. Saint-Gaudens takes very good care of his lover and their child. They are not wont for anything except the recognition of who they really are. License is taken with tales of longing, searching, and forest creatures that sometimes invade the conscious of people familiar with forest environs.

On the whole, a beautiful love story and whose to say it couldn’t have happened that way. They maintained a relationship for twenty-five years. I applaud the author for the humanity and loving understanding with which it was written. I was given a download of the book and greatly appreciated the opportunity to read and review. Recommended for anyone interested in early American arts, the Beaux-Arts, the American Renaissance, romance, and biographies. C. E. Williams

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Thank you for dropping in and my thanks again to Karen for sharing such a beautiful story. As always your feedback is much appreciated.


22 thoughts on “Smorgasbord Posts from Your Archives – A fable about the way birds first got their wings by Karen Ingalls

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