“The earth has music for those who listen” Shakespeare
The last weeks have been unsettling. I’ve literally unmoored from one location to another not once, but three times.
I’ve had moments of stillness, peace and grounding. The open road on terra firma primary. Ocean, beach runs on terra firma secondary. Friends & family on both ends.
I’ve struggled to not get caught up in the frenetic energy that is adrenaline driven vs. my normal place of source, authenticity. There is a difference. One leads to burn out, the other from a place of quiet drive.
I feared- these last weeks – I was losing my connection to center, source to the frenetic energy. I’m not.
I was reminded this past week that when I step into the eye of the storm – dead center – that I connect with that place of energy that is quiet, but driven. Source. It’s in this unlikely place I find peace, energy. I must keep stepping into it, draw from it.
I’m on the path again. The open road, pounding of feet on pavement, slicing through water – lap after lap, hiking, friends, quiet thinking, yoga, writing – all of them – bring me back to the eye of the storm. The center. The source. To self.
I’m not on terra firma primary where I have that connection. I’m on terra firm secondary finding this place.
It is work.
It is enough.