“But when I am here at the edge of creation, breaking with the small tide over the sand, the need to do good rolls away; the question of what is right diminishes to insignificance and is easily borne away by the tiny waves. Here, where no words are spoken, none are misspoken…. I stand somewhere between truth and vision, and what I don’t know ceases to embarrass me, because what I do know is that the water feels gentle like a lover’s touch, and the sand welcomes it.” -Elizabeth Tarbox
Where have you had experiences of having your personal insecurities melt into the embrace of something larger?
Life can be very hard sometimes. Surviving anxiety is a challenge. It is both a small thing and a large thing. Memories of surviving can be soothing. Choosing what to feel is the secret.