We are all kites waiting for the wind to blow, so we can fly high. One day we whisper our wish to the wind and, to our surprise, he replies with a lovely gust. When you learn the language of the wind, you cannot stop talking to him. He is happy to blow for those untethered souls who dare to ask. As the wind blows, you majestically rise up and take over the skies.
Dr. Rosa Llamas