When I go out into the fields I forget the madness I forget the suffering I forget that some people hate each other I forget chaos I forget separation… All I know in fields of wild flowers is that I am loved beyond measure I am accepted just as I am and I am part of something bigger than myself I am free I AM FREE I am free!
I’ve always known that the ocean is magical, but today for the first time, I saw a trail of sparkles behind Molly the sea snail, as she ducked beneath an incoming wave. I watched her bury herself in the sand when the tide receded, only to come up again like a playful child and surf the next wave.
Amazing patterns were formed on the sand and on the water by Molly and a large gathering of her sea snail friends. I had to be quick to get this shot before she buried herself again.
The sky speaks in colors in textures of love, and I am tenderly drenched in the magnificence of.. nights that hold no darkness, days filled with light, we are one with each particle, favored in Her sight…
And when the reckoning passes, together we will sing, we’ll reinvent existence and live an eternal spring.. hope will not be scattered, mountains will quietly move, and soon we’ll be dancing, lifted from our gloom!