This somewhat blurred image accurately displays syllables that we know … but often times feel so very blurred. Especially during the times it is critical we stay in the proverbial boat. The boat in which we abide in while the tide carries us in the direction of our dreams. The tide that is constant even when we are not …
The Tide Carries Us
The tide allows us to drift effortlessly closer to our destinations. Even when our mind races with what-if’s and the urge to jump into water, or paddle madly backward to the place we started. The tide gently carries us — as long as we resist our doubts; or choose to press into each syllable of those doubts to discover secret messages.
A person isn’t who they are during the last conversation you had with them — they’re who they’ve been throughout your whole relationship. ~Rilke
I journaled the facets of this quote last week; there are so many sides to it. And it can readily be applied to all-things we hold dear {and.or are affected by} as we dance in the direction of our dreams.
Secret Life of Dreams
There is this secret life of dreams. A life that is like the tide; set by a Creator-Artist and continual, fluid and able to carry us across the vastness between Before and Next. I am so inspired by the vulnerable-inspiration of this post, about that secret life, especially these syllables:
I think it’s natural for an artist to be perpetually restless because that internal yearning is our own soul-siren who drives us mad enough to satisfy her, so she is our savior, too. She keeps us alive, keeps our eyes peeled, our hearts open and hungry. But sometimes the living and the seeing and the vulnerable place of Open can also drive us mad, and so what then? ~Rain, thesacredlifeofrain.com
The Vulnerable Place of Open
The place of remaining exposed and committed to all that is our one wild and precious life: The Good, The Bad and The Ugly. That is where I am camped right now. And while it is without some creature comforts, the views are a-mazing!
Staying in the Boat
… or more specifically — not packing up camp and returning to Before.
Our passion is revealed as we resist striving and allow the tide to carry us in the direction of our dreams. What is ours is revealed in time and attraction; it cannot be “missed” or taken from us.
In times of madness, doubt and endless questioning … We must be diligent to wave in the darkness. Because our kindreds have night vision. And together … we are stronger in-spirit and more courageous. ♥



















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i think it LOOKS like i’ve packed up camp and gone to Before. but something has shifted. something i can’t really see with my eyes.
love you.
always and always.
Oh, Rain! That is absolutely marvelous! I am thrilled! ✩