Sometimes, as I watch the sun rise and bring light slowly to the world, I close my eyes and quiet my mind enough to let it run. My thoughts flatten and spread out to infinity like the smooth surface of the ocean.
As I expand outward through the universe, I become smaller. Just a hint of life sitting by an arc of a tear on a tiny blue marble spinning impossibly close to a bright speck of fire in an immense cold black void. Farther and farther I go and smaller and smaller I become.
Yet, when I finally open my eyes… Ahhh there’s the sun!
My journey into the deep dark vacuum is ended in an instant as I’m snapped back to me like a rubberband finally released from an impossible stretch.
There’s warmth and beauty and truth and air… and me, sitting on the sand, profoundly lucky to be part of it all.
Make It a Good Story 