morning light.
3.19.2011
welcoming the day with a walk/run along the beach, i took in the sights and sounds of the waves. the waves hold so much wisdom. their sound is mystical and strong. my heart was full thinking of 30+ foot tall waves, finding their way on shore and leaving destruction and death. my heart aches and is at the same time soothed. i leaned into memories of the many summers i would find myself on the beach where my spirit was fed by the waves and sand. the sacred is in these spaces of the natural world, in the soothing waves and the waves crashing upon the land.
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