“You are my peace, my solace, my salvation.”
From Australia ©
Monday morning ☕️
Got a handful of insecurities…
God told me, “don’t een worry bout it…”
About today’s reading session with George the (g)old boy
I look at these pictures of the trees on the way to the empty beach; I remember the birds, the humidity, my focus on staying calm during a panic attack, the skin kissing my already burnt skin. Justin found a perfect conch shell that morning - i cherish that conch shell. Oddly, I can “only hear the ocean” on days I really need the beach and some days the shell is completely silent. I hope this is what heaven looks like. Warm sun. Green everywhere. The feeling of security and peace in nature. A rolling ocean with empty white sand beaches, littered with shells begging you to shift through them for the very best.
Have some ‘night mode’ daffodils ❤️
• where have all the flowers gone •
I was gifted a ticket
With balcony access
To the maple
As it blooms this spring
Red bunches sprouting
It bends and flows
The tips turn green
The bees enter from offscreen.
With robins and mourning doves.
At night the bats offer clumsy ballet numbers
And afternoon winds bring
Pear blossom confetti.
The branches reach for my hand
As if to offer
Or maybe an escape.
Daily Thought 2064: Invest in peace or rest in peace.