The sky is a beautiful shade of deep blue.
The puffy white clouds moving at a meditative pace, changing shapes as they roll overhead.
The waves of the sky.
Gazing at this wondrous expanse, with a seemingly empty mind, I’m quickly brought back to reality.
The pain; that gut wrenching emotional pain, the reality of my symptoms.
They return because just as I was mesmerized by the sky, I was triggered by a long ago memory.
A memory when I looked to the sky for help, for escape.
Today, I am sitting with the unpleasantness of the truth, while also deciding that although it may feel unpleasant, I do not have to suffer.
I’m resting in the power and knowledge of my truth.
I take a deep breath knowing that I don’t have to give myself permission to enjoy the perfect moments. I can just allow it to happen.
I can surf the waves of the sky, just as I can surf the waves of emotion, the waves of life.
The sky is indeed beautiful today, as beautiful as awareness and hope.
Well, a perfect moment and then that old-second arrow that was trying to remind me how spent I was.
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Yes, thank You. I wrote this when I had to remember to recognize a perfect moment. Alexis
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It seemed to me this piece was about intention, and the choice you make in how to be in a particular moment.
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Thank You!! 😃
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Thank You! 🙂
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This is something I have to comment on. I used to have a compulsion to chase down breezes in the wind outside…ok, I HAVE a compulsion. To this day I still don’t know why, but this post made me just feel one. Precious!
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❤️
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Looking forward to all future posts by you Alexis Rose!
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Thank you Jackie. I always appeciate your feedback. 💖 Alexis
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This is utterly beautiful. I agree in surfing the meditative waves of life and the clouds. Take care
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Thank You so very much! This made my morning 🙂
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So simply written. That’s what makes it so beautiful my
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