tmbt: ebb to flow
The most beautiful thing about today is the way the energy pulled up from low tide to full-moon-swing. It’s a deep rolling swell of new inspiration, expected fruition, and pleasure. Not a storm-ravaged upheaval nor an industrially-altered current, just an easy increase.
I got a lot of clarity on a few projects and the direction of my department at work, started writing another new song (the sixth in three weeks), and joyfully intensified my interest in a couple of relationships all the result of a nice build from recent weeks. It’s sort of mundane, but a time of new beginnings, albeit modest beginnings, is a time of beauty.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. ~ Rumi