We are people of contrast, aren’t we? We are comforted by home but we ache for distant shores, in love with the view from where we live but absolutely desperate to see more. It’s this pull that keeps us alive, that keeps us filled with wanderlust, and more, with Wonder. I’m here to tell you it’s entirely ok to daydream of all that waits beyond your front door, to miss it so bad right now it hurts to breathe, to hope with every piece of yourself that soon you’ll vanish into the far-off once more and see things that remind you of the power of this planet. For me it is the sea, the faraway sea that holds mystery and magic and mischief, the sea that feels like home as I was born beside it and have been wanting to go back ever since. We’ve brown hills and snow here, a mountain hamlet nestled in a valley far from the hustle and bustle of city life, and there is so much beauty, but for some reason I am still, after all this time, pulled back to the ocean.
Where are you pulled, you creatures of contrast, you juxtaposed beauties? What will stop you, once the world opens its arms once more, from going where you’re tugged?
I dream beyond this,
beyond brown hills and white snow.
The sea that held me.
Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
Song of the Day
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I love my home but also belong by the ocean, we thought and planned to move close to the beach for 2 years and then changed our mind right before the pandemic, I’m grateful to be home near family but was deeply saddened also to not follow through with that dream. I will be elated when we can travel again - what is it about the ocean that settles in your soul and refuses to let go?
I live in the suburbs surrounded by a lot of people, and gosh I love seeing different people. But I always have been and always will be pulled to the forest. I feel like my soul was birthed in a maze of trees, protected by these gentle giants. Tall & sturdy, we mirror each other. I can feel their heartbeats when we connect and my soul feels so at peace when I'm with them, in the wild. The creatures scurrying about, the cold & quiet air that hugs my body, the sunlight streaming through the trees – that is where I belong.