Late night Sullivan's Island

I went out tonight through the sand and flowers to sit by the ocean and watch the cargo ships pass over the little path of light cast by the moon. I reached my hands up to frame a set of stars and felt the wind travel up my arms and pool in my hands. I heard, “Love rather than fear.” This idea is everywhere and can sound so annoyingly simplistic.There are tempests between the two poles and navigating can be harrowing. For whatever reason, the wind circling in my hands tonight made everything fall away-making it truly simple and clear.

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