The solstice

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I've been feeling pretty down lately.  I'm grateful for some of the high highs, but the lows have been in the edges of my mind.  I can't stay there for too long before going into a dark place.  Those times of depression are rare, but when they come, they come.  

My son helps.

Nature helps.  

Yoga helps.

Those are three things almost always available to me, but I've never engaged in all three simultaneously.  Today I was able to.  We went to a beautiful park I've never been to where a yoga summer solstice celebration was taking place.  It was near this quaint little community garden.  Ahhh... so much goodness for the soul there.  I do feel a release.  I think it was the shift I've been needing.  I still have the same concerns and fears--still have some of the sadness, but it doesn't feel as heavy.  

 Sometimes you just need an energy shift to get the right momentum going again.

A journal and a garden help bring the peace

I brought my journal with me.  I actually brought it in case my son grew bored and wanted to draw or write stories.  Surprisingly, he was pretttttty into the yoga though.  I ended up writing in it while he was playing in the garden.  I just felt in love with nature again:

The moon
     the stars

The trees
     the water

The memory of the feeling as my feet sink into the warm sand
      the feel of my feet tickled by cold blades of grass

The unexpected breeze that rushes through my bones

The heat that reflects off the ground so it seems I feel it twice
     the thirsty earth
     seeing layers of air standing in different densities

The stark difference between a sunny day and the night sky
     Contrast between red rock and deep teal water

The moon's cycles, much like a woman's cycle
     21 days
     Women are lunar
     A rebirth and a release

The stars a constant reminder how vast the universe is

The time a healer told me how I was "above the earth," much closer to the stars
     so I focused on groundedness, but sometimes I still longed for the stars.

The water, the ocean, has a power of its own, but it too is pulled by the moon.

 

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