Edges surround me. I find a smooth place to sit along the crag, breathing in and out to a rhythm… a moment from the void. Stepping forward, I am suspended by truth, acceptance. Somehow afraid and fearless.
I live on the edge of salt and sand… unearthed, I am the crab… amphibious, nomadic, sustaining my life by crossing these edges. Taking risk is built-in.
I’ve dug graves to build mountains — been in impenetrable darkness. Always, and not alone, I’ve surfaced. Adjusting to the light, I have found balance in hope… always a glimmer, even if subconscious.
I am no longer served by the abyss, the chaos, that which distracts from my real truth. As I embrace simply being… I swim toward myself, brilliantly smiling, foreshortened in aqua blue, Scottish green and gold.
Header picture: Varuna, Vedic god of water & the celestial ocean