Standing at the Edge
Have you ever been at the edge of change and felt so tiny? The magnificent possibilities are before you. They are breathtaking, and you freeze? I saw this child playing in the waves on Thanksgiving Day. It was cold, windy, and gray. She waded in and then paused, watching the wave roll in, then she jumped and laughed.
I find myself at this edge of change. I am uncertain of what will come next. I am in that child-like pause, waiting for the wave. During this pause, I am taking time with nature and art, opening the creative flow again and shifting my vision and sight. I see the light shining through, even when it feels a bit dark.
When I look at this photo of the surf on Thanksgiving Day, I am taken by the illuminating light and reflection of the water, the spots of sunshine trying to break through the dense cloud coverage. It feels hope-filled, brimming with the possible. Having the ocean as a frequent teacher now is such a gift. There are no two days the same at its shore. The beauty of photos is that they are snapshots of moments we can revisit, ruminate on, and learn from.
Are you standing at the edge of something? Are you taking a pause? What is brimming with the possible? Will you invite it in?
Peace and Blessings,
Blue Jean Oracle