Like water, indeed.
To be the jellyfish, as B says. Trusting the process and the natural law that all things unfold as they should, so to be here is the most peaceful place we'll find. And then connecting...oh baby, the connecting. How great is that? To be floating freely, experiencing the flow with both a sense of trust and awe...absolute awe. And then connecting with folks who pop up along the way without having to exercise any effort, because it's all serendipity at it's finest -- and to then be brave enough to reach out and actually hold one of these folk's hands, just because. To hold their heart in your heart, to hold space for them in their own flow, even if it doesn't follow exactly with yours. Or recognizing oh my gosh, me too! in one another, and feeling so much better about it all. Maybe they are needing you or you are needing them or maybe it really is just freaking because Jack has had it right all along -- it's always better when we're together. This sea of people. To be in it together, nourishing one another, refreshing the journey and making it a little bit lighter for someone else's swim because, simply, you can. We belong to each other, me and you. And because heartache is the Universal language, we are not so different as we sometimes pretend. What I'm trying to say is: I love this necklace. Thank you, Kim, for taking the time to find something so very "Trish"; for reminding me that the flow is where it all happens. The flow is where the stories we eventually tell our children (when they're old enough, of course) come to fruition and play out in ways where we are left with learning and re-learning, deeply, about what it means to be, have, feel enough. It's what brought me, and kept me, in California. And it has made all the difference. Be like water, my friends. Gratefully, Trish
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