At the river

I am on vacation this week. Tomorrow we are headed for the beach. I haven’t been to the beach in a really long time. Looking forward to hearing from my old friend, the Atlantic Ocean. She and I go way back… I spent my whole childhood of summers playing in her waves. I haven’t been writing much. I have been enjoying conscious dance. It is opening a new way of being joyful in my body for me. I realized that I walked and walked for the past three and a half years so I could come here, to a place where instead of only walking alone I can dance in the company of others who also want to experience joy. It is a metaphor for my life. I still can feel sometimes like I am in the in between place but I don’t think it is actually true. I think I have arrived at the right place finally. I have stepped off the path to the place beside the river where I can make my home. I like the idea that I have reached the river. Living next to the river gives me everything I need to sustain myself and those I love. Life is abundant here. I hope I am joined soon by others who have walked a long time to arrive at this place and are ready to get down to the business of living life in its delicious fullness.

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