Sitting here on this dusky evening, it is blue hour. Everything has an indigo hue with touches of the softest pink and lavender in the clouds. Sunset is my favourite time of day. The lighting is mysterious and magical, as if to say…there is hope yet for another day. Rest your eyes, calm your mind, ease your heart. Rest, my child and all will be well. The sky loves you and the earth loves you. The ocean is here for you. The ocean IS you, wave by wave…breath by breath.
I watch two birds flying simultaneously alongside eachother. For no apparent reason, they decide to fly apart and away from eachother. Off they go, in different directions. One flies over towards the buildings and one flies over the ocean. Their parting was seamless. Perfectly in sync and flawless. I wonder…will they meet again? Will these birds fly together again someday? Do they even know eachother? Or were they just happy to fly together for a short time? They don’t appear to question it, they just do as they are called to do. Clear and precise.
The sound of the waves caressing the shore is soothing. It clams every part of me from the inside out. Here I find peace…or maybe peace has found me. I was still long enough for peace to see me and sit with me awhile.
The sky majestically grows darker blue. I continue to sit on my rock. It feels firm and solid and supportive. I trust it to hold me here for awhile. I’m not sure how long I will sit but that doesn’t seem to be the point. The point is that I continue to notice the peace. Breathe it in deeply. Exhale it evenly. Nothing else seems very important in this moment. I know that I am held.