I don’t need to be beside her to remember the sunsets–
Fleeting landscapes of mastery and creation,
Posted to the feed in an effort to remind ourselves of nature’s glory,
As if those moments hadn’t already transformed us.
I don’t need to be beside her to channel creativity.
When I close my eyes, I’m transported again–
Reunited with the outpouring of words,
Humbled to be a vessel for the epicness of this experience.
I don’t need to be beside her to conjure calm.
Ujjayi breath mimics an endless cycle of oceanic sound,
As steadfast as the tides,
Connecting me to pearls of infinite wisdom that extend generations.
I don’t need to be beside her to feel at home.
The stability of my physical body symbolic of the strength that I’ve cultivated over time,
A humble token of sacrifice to this temple…
My space of sacred creation and the divine feminine.
I don’t need to be beside her to feel her power–
Momentum propelling me towards my heart’s greatest desires.
In each moment,
I relearn how to joyfully surf the waves of creation & release.
Moon cycle after moon cycle, I return here– reminded that I do not need these things.
The answers live inside me: I am whole and I am enough.
Even still, I revel in the majesty of the ocean,
And all that she continues to reveal.