Yesterday, before I begin a week of training for my new holiday/temporary employment, we went to my happy place. Otherwise known as: the beach.
I am incredibly empowered by the shore. Where the land meets the water, that in-between sacred space of neither one, nor the other. It’s magical, it’s energetic. To me, it’s life.
As we were coming home I thought about how much this journey of mine has been shaped by the sea. It’s clearly something I cannot live without. And as I get older (learning more along the way), I know that I don’t have to.
Here’s what I heard, as I pondered how very much each trip to the coast impacts me, on a soul-deep level:
find your strength.
I’ve located mine. It’s about an hour west of here. Someday, I promise, someday it will be out my back door, or a few steps down the road. Someday, I will live so close that we can hear it from our porch.
For now though, I’m (almost) satisfied by making these occasional visits, and bringing that strength home with me. In mental images, in memories, in phone photos, and in my dreaming mind.
This isn’t a new discovery for me, and yet in some ways it’s a fucking epiphany. I’d bet real cash money that you know what yours is, too. But maybe never realized it?
What moves your heart? What powers your spirit? What is it that gives you strength and energy?
Find it. Aim at it. Bring it home with you. Hold it close. Treasure it like the gift that it is.
On our card altar right now is an excellent reminder and validation. Do we gain power from our Faith? Is there strength in the knowledge that we are beloved and blessed and honoured?
Do we feel better holding on to the fact that we are never alone? Never need to be afraid or lonely?
Faith grows when you act without knowing the end result.”
Self-Care Cards by Cheryl Richardson
is this view of
As the sun sets…..
yes, WordPress seems to have some sort of issue with clicking on my photos. Sorry if this is happening to you. Just e-mail me, I’ll send you your own copy if you want to look at either of them closer.)