We are held

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We played Free by Trevor Hall and cooked baked bean quesadillas watching two herons soar through the sky. 

We danced barefoot on the beach & swam & ate & swam & ate. 

We watched the sunset and chased seagulls away. We had the beach to ourselves. It was easily the best day of summer, on the {almost} last day of summer. 

Every moment like this makes me a little more sure of good in the world, because of our wild connection to all things. 

Because we are held by unseen forces.

And anytime we question it, we can lay back and stare up into the night sky.

The sunset plays a grand crescendo and then the stars coyly dance across the sky, twinkling a silent YES.

You. are. loved.

Tamara MComment