Yogis,
I’m floating on my back. Arms stretched wide and legs long. Sun shining on my
face and belly. The water is warm and calm. So dense with salt that no effort
is required on my part. I lie weightless.
My ears are submerged, muffling the outside world. I can
hear voices in the distance but they are garbled, yet the sound of my own
breath is strong and clear. A steady rhythm. I am at peace.
My annual trip to the Virgin Islands feeds my soul.
It isn’t just the beauty….although there is an abundance. It isn’t only the warmth that wraps its arms around me as I take that first step off the plane. Or the gentle breezes that brush my winter weary skin. It’s all of that and so much more.
Every single thing about the trip brings me inner joy. I declared
on day three that even my hair was happy to be there! Sun kissed and filled
with salt. My legs love the morning hikes up cactus laden hills. My toes rejoice
in being sandy. My sleep deep as the sea sings her song.
And the stars. Oh the stars…… Reminding me how small I am but how wide and wonderful the world is.
The rainbows, strolling wild donkeys and cows, conches on
the ocean floor, lobster and fresh caught fish at meals, Carib, hummingbirds
and orchids. All of it.
We all have places or things that remind us of who we are
and make our soul sing. Others for me are having my hands in the dirt, sitting
on the porch watching an incoming storm, smelling a lavender plant, witnessing
a sunrise.
It’s important that we know what ours are and make the time for them in this busy life. They make all the difference on us being fulfilled.
What nourishes your soul?
Feeling full,
SARAH
