After two days of pouring rain, I was delighted to see the sun again this morning. The surf was still a little rough but soft enough to play in the waves and bounce in the foam. My inner child was in her element.
Three days ago I declared myself “plan-less”, which it seems was all it took for a new plan to emerge. A dear friend in Europe invited me to stay with her in Portugal in July. We might co-lead some small workshops if things continue to open. It’s not yet clear if Americans will be able to fly to Europe then, even though flights are being offered.
It’s not a plan I’m attaching myself to but it feels like some energy has shifted, enabling me to envision new possibilities. Inspiration returns and uplifts me. Like the tide ebbing and flowing, one may as well frolic in the foam when given the chance.
May 26, 2020