Echoes

"Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I’m already under
and living with the ocean."
-Rumi



Spent some time with myself and the sea. It was brief time that brought renewal - the constant ebb and flow - everything changes, everything ageless but different.

I have a kind of awed fear of the sea. Little is more beautiful. Little is more terrifying. I had the stretch of beach to myself for some time and enjoyed the unbroken sound of endlessness - in and out - deep breaths ad infinitum.

Sometimes things I do are not separate from me - no thing I do, no thing I am.

There was a drizzle - and a rainbow. I'm thankful for senses - for the felt, the seen, the heard, the tasted. It is a beautiful world.

Keep good and back down from nothing this new year. Take it by storm.